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I call bullshit on the "everything happens for a reason" trope because it's a tired, powerless ideation. The hard truth is bad things happen by accident or chance... For ages, I wasn't sure what to think when people said, “everything happens for a reason" because it seems like such a flaccid, wishy-washy statement. What's worse… Continue reading IN THE PROCESS WE TRUST
Having a conversation is a lost art. When was the last time you spoke to someone and had an authentic exchange? Too often, we hide within protective bubbles or behind automated handles, having forgotten how to make contact and be present. Living in the moment has become an antiquated notion. I remember a time before the World… Continue reading ON BEING PRESENT
"Everything is changing and I'm about to fire the majority of people in my life." I mumble a variation of the above sentence three times in one day. The first is loaded with frustration. In the second, sarcasm is wedged between each word. On the third, the phrase slips past my lips, peppered with amusement.… Continue reading THE ONLY CONSTANT IS CHANGE
It is hard to make new connections. Life tends to get in the way. There are salaries to earn, children to care for, and a million and one expectations to manage. Weeks slam into each other. Months storm by. Days are filled with the mundane and ordinary. Now and then, we turn so far inwards we… Continue reading ROLL LIKE THUNDER
When I lived in Cairo, I volunteered at a local development organization established by Sudanese-born Fatima Idriss. The organization promoted the rights of refugees in Egypt. Part of their mission was to improve basic standards for displaced people—especially in impoverished neighborhoods where Egyptians and refugees co-existed. I helped with public relations and advocacy: Developing donor reports, partnership relations,… Continue reading IT TAKES A VILLAGE
NOT MADE OF GLASS 