
Walking Across The Bardo
We are staring out across a chasm, seeing the storms of multiple disasters approaching in the rear-view mirror…we need to build a bridge!

We are staring out across a chasm, seeing the storms of multiple disasters approaching in the rear-view mirror…we need to build a bridge!

We are living in what Buddhist philosophy calls the Bardo, the place between death and birth. During this time it’s important how we navigate it, solving problems, the right problems at the right time. We must build a bridge from where we are to a future we must believe is possible.

We’ve mistaken policy for medicine and spreadsheets for soul, but systems don’t heal unless people do. The violence of our economy, the brittleness of our institutions, the loneliness in our neighborhoods — these aren’t glitches; they’re the outer shape of inner wounds we’ve left unnamed. This piece makes a simple, demanding claim: what you heal, we all inherit. If we want a livable future, the work begins in our nervous systems and ripples into how we design, decide, and care for our shared home.

We’ve mistaken money for the economy and built our lives around a profit-centric world…like insisting the Earth sits at the center of the cosmos while the stars and planets refuse to align. What happens if we challenge that assumption, separate needs from desires, and redesign “the management of our home” around people and planet first?