I've been enjoying more poetry lately, this week from Jarod K. Anderson. His poem called "Forsythia" felt very poignant and apt as conflicts around the world reached a fever pitch in the Western media. I decided to take a page out of Gavin Aung Than's Zen Pencils to illustrate this piece.

I'm listening and learning so much, putting my opinions and perspectives through exhausting exercises that keep me up at night, and also exploring how far is the true extent of my empathy. Mostly, I realized the need to show up and keep evolving. It's both a privilege and a revolution to be forsythia.