i often have to remind myself of this. each day i am alive, i am able to learn something. each day i am able to learn something, i am able to live. learning takes many forms. it can be very literal: i go to a class, a teacher passes me knowledge, i am tested. other times it is more figurative: i take the time on my way to a coffee shop to feel the air as it enters my body, cold and crisp in the winter; to feel my feet in my shoes, on the sturdy but broken concrete as i walk. . . . → Read More: language as contribution
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with this shift in self, i have moved from scripting my life to translating it. i am full of words. they roll around inside my self waiting for the right moment to align them in a way that is meaningful, and when i’m lucky, perhaps also beautiful. i think it is my gift, this desire and ability to take a moment of raw energy and have the guts to try to capture it in words. it’s not always successful, but when it is, my heart beats slow and strong and my spirit seems to root itself further into the earth when i feel i have done that moment justice. i let it live a little longer. and occasionally, i get to share those words with someone else and perhaps then they too get to experience that moment for the reality and truth of what it was. . . . → Read More: the opposite of falling: love in translation  2 comments  blog  bravery, chaos, connection, feeling, gift, hope, lies, listening, love, quiet, reality, reciprocity, translation, trust, truth/honesty, words i believe in fate. i believe in fate, not as some pre-determined destiny; decided path; inevitable fixed truth, but instead as an ideal. i believe in fate, by which i mean the possibility of Self. my fate is not who i will be, already decided for me, but who i may be, who i can be, who i am capable of being. my fate is the destiny of my best Self. and my life is a journey in attempt to reach this ideal, to live my potential. my destiny is the life of who i am when i am whole. of course, life is not lived in a vacuum. things happen, good and bad. chance, luck, access: these things matter. each has an impact on my ability to reach this fated goal of Self. but, i believe the most important part of this quest is choice. . . . → Read More: fate and the possibility of connection i have had several events this week that have left me feeling like the odd person out. it’s a space i often occupy. but each situation holds its own distinct lesson. weaving them all together to bring clarity into my life (and this blog) is the difficult part. the other day i was having a conversation with . . . → Read More: one person, many paths i used to walk through my world defensive: walls up, proverbial fists raised, ready to react to any potential threat. i am a successful survivor. i am incredibly skilled at faking it. hand me a difficult situation, and i promise you’ll never know it if i don’t want you to. my life has given me the gift of these skills. and i am grateful for them. but, i can attest that successful survival does not lead to happiness. it is coping. and only that. coping saves lives. but it is a partial existence. i made a conscious decision to stop coping and start living my life a year and a half ago. and so far i know this: that is not enough time to have it all figured out. . . . → Read More: feeling the world Dear white people, Have you ever realized that most of us don’t even think about racism? In fact, we assume we are not racist at all. And we get very defensive if someone says otherwise. I know, I used to be one of those people. Even now, I work to challenge myself in this area. It is true that we cannot control our thoughts. However, we can analyze why we have them and begin to break down any barriers to progress. . . . → Read More: open letter to white people |
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