A space where the roots go deep, the breath slows, and the web holds.

TREES: A MICROCOSM is a resting place and a reckoning space—for those seeking to reflect, repair, and return to what’s essential.

Here, I write from the body and the soil. From the quiet. From the tension. From the belief that we belong to each other—even when it's hard.

This space is rooted in the practice of somatic abolition, the long arc of racial and collective justice, the tenderness of children’s literature, and the everyday moments that remind us what it means to be alive and in community. It’s for those navigating grief and vitality, conflict and care, rupture and return.

This is not just a place for reflection, but for returning—to what’s fractured, what still holds, and what calls us back to the work of repair.

This is a home for the tender and the fierce. For those who know that healing is not isolation, but interdependence. And that beneath every severance, there is still a root.

By Uma Mishra