A small, black envelope finally found its way to me, dog-earred and postage due, having traveled farther than its kind sender likely intended—as if knowing it was gifting a vision of diasporic solidarity, aka #SolidarityNotStates, all states.

In it were seeds of sorts, fittingly, since a life in the diaspora in its liberatory sense is all about spreading seeds, “spora,” aka #CommunityNotColonialism, in which all peoples will always have the self-determined freedom to move, freedom to return, and freedom to stay.

There was a mini zine, with an antifascist symbol on its tiny cover, offering an equally tiny glimpse of the Jewish Labor Bund (“we hold to the view that Jewish safety lies not in an escape of a part of the Jews to the ‘promised land’ of Palestine, nor in submerging of the Jews into the ocean of Gentile peoples” [1947]), and a far different path that the trauma born of Nazism and earlier antisemitic violence could have taken, without relying on the always-brutal logic of states and their borders.

And there were a few dozen stickers of four different designs—all taking the shape of circles, as if gesturing toward the nonlinear time that has bound so many peoples to each other and our varied ecosystems, toward life cycles of care, toward the ways people circle up to share stories, food, and rituals, including across what today is called “identity,” ultimately such a flattening out of the wholeness of millennia-worth of cultures and interdependences.

This little package reached me, a Jew and anarchist, “identities” that increasingly are being contested, tarnished, broken, and more—making lived practices, versus the ever-more-hollow words, increasingly crucial (or telling) of one’s wholeness or not, one’s heart and humanity or not, one’s commitment to remain in open opposition to fascism or not. What I saw when the stickers spilled out was not those words—though I am a proud Jewish anarchist in a long, rebellious history of Jewish anarchism that never saw our (and anyone else’s) safety in states—but symbols that myriad peoples found have common ground and shared lives in, common well-being and healing, so all can be free.

May it be so.

(Thanks to the Rubble Art Collective for gifting me these stickers, which will find many a good, new home. “Anarchist Jews against Zionism and fascism” circle A/alef by @municipaladhesives)