This message is an invitation to stay awake. The world is shifting quickly, and uncertainty has a way of making people search for a deadline. The question keeps surfacing: How long do we have? How long before leaving becomes harder, before circumstances change, before the options available today are no longer available tomorrow? I don’t think anyone can answer that honestly. There is no reliable countdown, and history does not give us a neat sequence of stages that tells us w

Some subjects are hard to look at. This is one of them. The moments before repression rarely feel like the ones that come after. They unfold slowly, sometimes politely, often bureaucratically. A security agency is reorganized. Emergency authority is expanded. Military forces acquire a greater domestic role. Political opposition is described increasingly as a threat to order rather than a legitimate part of public life. None of these things, standing alone, proves what will ha

There was a time when telling someone you were traveling from the United States required no explanation. You could say, I’m going to Europe for a few weeks, and people understood what you meant. You were going on vacation. Maybe you wanted to see old churches, eat good food, wander through cities you had only seen in photographs, or simply step away from ordinary life for a while. Unless you specifically said otherwise, nobody assumed your plane ticket represented a larger de

Drawn to the glow, fragile wings beat against a light that could both warm and burn. She does not question, only moves toward what calls her, trusting the shimmer in the dark. The moth reminds us that longing is not weakness to hunger for beauty, to follow a glimmer of hope, even when the path is uncertain, is its own kind of courage. For in her small persistence she teaches that desire is the spark of survival, and that even the most delicate wings can carry us through the n