I’m a “research” person. My family knows this about me. If they are reading this, they are nodding their collective heads. When I don’t understand a concept or when I want to figure out how to do something or improve the way I do it, I research. I over-research, actually. It’s how I used to approach papers in college and articles when I was a younger journalist; I would do at least twice the amount of research as necessary to complete a project, and by the time I was ready to begin my first draft, the words would just pour
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(TW: Trigger Warning) Toward the end of June, I had to remind myself again that it’s okay to be still sometimes and to not “produce.” It’s a good reminder for me in general, as it’s my nature to go after things with passion, take on too much and be rigid with my plans. But when my brain is waving a white flag after a trigger, as it was then, I find I need to silence the self-critical voice inside my head judging me for not being more productive — for not being able to focus on what I had been
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When I woke up this morning, I didn’t feel particularly inspired by the 4th of July holiday. I felt a heaviness, the weight of “just another day” in this seemingly broken country that is in the midst of skyrocketing COVID-19 infections, political instability and civil strife. How do I celebrate this messiness and pain? Then I thought of it from a different perspective, one of trauma and healing. And Potential. Yes, we are still in the middle of a societal trauma that has been costly in human life, economic loss and mental health. Setting politics aside, I think everyone can
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