Maybe what we need is more “active” vulnerability

I have been thinking a lot about trust this week. I am thinking about the group of people who bared some of their rawest parts of their hearts in an exercise we did about values and our thresholds of tolerance for being challenged. About the peers who are processing some major life events as they… Continue reading Maybe what we need is more “active” vulnerability

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Finding my feminine in my feminism.

This past year, I have been growing into my feminism, and being comfortable as it grows to become a much more prominent part of me. This past year, I am re-discovering what being feminine means to me. It isn't the yin to your yang, and it certainly isn't the dainty and delicate version of soft.… Continue reading Finding my feminine in my feminism.

What does it mean to say “me too”?

Me too. Despite all my skepticism for social media campaigns, this one felt important to participate in. To acknowledge the fact that I have struggled to say "me too" in the past, and never quite known how to. ... 9 years ago, a security guard groped me and pinned me against the wall before I… Continue reading What does it mean to say “me too”?

Our Feminism is better than Yours.

My friend arrived for dinner visibly agitated. In one of his leadership classes, one of his classmates had shared an example of sexism at work - as an intern in a fancy firm, she was apparently kept out of the conversation in her first week by all the men she was working for. "That's not… Continue reading Our Feminism is better than Yours.

The “Real world” assumption.

In one of the most powerful scenes in the edu-documentary "Most Likely to Succeed" (which, by the way, if you haven't seen already, you absolutely must), a teacher trying out something new in a classroom is having a meeting with some of his students to talk about the new pedagogy he has introduced in class.… Continue reading The “Real world” assumption.

Us. Within our rhythms.

We take our circumstances and beliefs, and find our choices within. You, to the best of your ability, slightly enchanted by your needs of the moment. Me, to the best of mine, finding my way amidst the sea of my wishes. We, dancing our moves through this stage full of improvisers, occasionally swinging together. Organising… Continue reading Us. Within our rhythms.

Finding my balance.

Growing up, has been about discovering the privilege of having legs that can make choices, and hands that can enable balance by seeking out answers. But learning to stand is barely the hard part. And balance is merely elusive. It's like a game of twister. On non-linear multiple continuums of belief. Circumstances are declared, and… Continue reading Finding my balance.