Romancing
“Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin
The practice of making life more meaningful through acts of love, spontaneity, and pleasure. Acting beyond mere survival, getting into dialogue with the precious and the divine. We can practice romance beyond intimate relationships. We can romance ants, stones, drains, rivers, trees, construction sites. How would it feel to bring an air of devotion to our engagement with the world? To give gifts to soil, to spend quality time with sewege, to do favours for trees, to write love letters to climate? What would this devotion inspire? How could it grease the wheels of collective action (often so driven by guilt and rage)? How could it expand our capacity to hold the difficult to love parts of our relational networks? How might it increase our capacity to live relationally amongst capitalist ruins?