In Nov/Dec 2020 I was having major panic about the end of democracy. T and I spoke about the anxiety of our times a lot. One day I spoke to someone else about this who said, “listen, we’ll likely be called on to fight [nb: they did not mean with violence] fascism in our lifetimes; we won’t be the first or the last and all we can do is move forward with as much integrity and compassion as we can muster each day.”


I found this very consoling. It felt true and honest: when we know our values and apply our skills for good, we find meaning in our lives. And meaning is a great antidote to existential fear and dread.