And So It Begins

S.J. Elliott
5 min readFeb 24, 2022

I woke up to conflict & snowflakes

Snow & Sticks
Photo by Roma Kaiuk on Unsplash

This morning I woke up to the most beautiful snowfall I’ve seen in a while.

The flakes were big and fluffy and glittering as they made lazy patterns against the pre-dawn sky. Then, one by one, they floated down to their final resting place against the earth.

The air was still and quiet. I felt peaceful in that moment and wanted to stay there, enchanted by the beauty of what I was witnessing.

We live an existence of contradictions. My awe-inspiring morning turned to genuine devastation as the news started coming in.

Ukraine was under attack. You know, officially.

As I stood in my backyard watching nature at its best, half a world away, people were running for their lives.

It Has Begun

There is a lot I don’t know about US and Russ!a relations.

There is a lot I don’t know about the global banking system and the dirty money that seemingly funds the industrialized world.

There is a lot I don’t know about a lot of things in the geopolitical arena, but what I do know is that we are entering terrifying times.

Things are going to change. For everyone.

Most of us aren’t ready for it.

We think that Starbucks and Chevron are going to raise prices. We think that overseas travel might get a little more complicated. We believe not buying vodka is going to solve the problem.

Collectively, few Westerners have a greater understanding of what is truly happening and what is truly possible.

Civilization has been moving towards this point for decades.

Some literally, like Mr. V.P., and some figuratively, like every human out there who spews hate and fear and leaves an imprint of dirty energy in their wake.

We are past the point of trying to correct this forward motion quickly. We indulged the ethos of “every man, woman, and child for themselves” for far too long, and this is the reality we’ve created.



Horrors beyond the average comprehension.

S.J. Elliott

Aspiring story-teller. Ordained coffee connoisseur. I write about processing personal trauma, & my quest to be a better version of myself as a human/woman/wife.