A Time for Tears
The imagery was strong. The message was clear. And when I finally found the Leave Meeting button, I exhaled. I was tense. And I could feel all of the anxiety. The pit in my stomach grew. And then the tears fell.
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The imagery was strong. The message was clear. And when I finally found the Leave Meeting button, I exhaled. I was tense. And I could feel all of the anxiety. The pit in my stomach grew. And then the tears fell.
Continue readingIs it fair for me to practice mindfulness in the midst of state sanctioned murder? In the midst of protest and righteous indignation, is it okay to stop and take respite in the sights, the sounds, the touches, the tastes, and the smells of the moment when I know what I know? In the midst of denial of systemic racism by those who hoard power? In the midst of strong anti-Blackness? Is it the right thing to do right now in the midst of tragedy?
Continue readingUnless you’ve been living under a rock, you’ve seen what’s going on in the world. But in short, George Floyd was murdered by a Minneapolis Police Officer on May 25, 2020 and the world had had enough. Protests have broken…
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