All posts filed under: Adulthood

Lessons I Learned from #BlackLivesMatters

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Originally posted on Joshua Lawrence Lazard:
A Sunday morning Facebook post asked “Is Black Lives Matter still a thing?” and I immediately did an eye-roll. The technical answer is in the affirmative. They still are a thing. I still get emails from them. I also know that in many activist circles that Black Lives Matters functions as a real, almost tangible entity. But, I know that that’s not what the social media post really meant. The post was getting at the sentiment that most people are wondering or have finally stopped caring about: why haven’t we heard from Black Lives Matter the way we did before the election of Donald Trump? I read this post and proceeded to climb up the intellectual mountain from which that question was generated–for whatever reason, when I wake up sometimes my mind brings a piercing alacrity to a thought–and I realized that there was a marked shift in how I personally discussed things and in how I engaged in this subjects in and around Black Lives Matter. In fact, I…

Face to Face with New Challenges

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Originally posted on MiddleMe:
From time to time, life throws you unexpected surprises and there could only be two reactions: either you cringe /whine /lament on the situation or you relish the challenge the change is going to bring. I often find myself throw at the steep curveball of new challenges where I need to adapt quickly or drown in the situation. Wallowing in misery is never an option because I find it is a waste of time to wallow in something that couldn’t be changed. However, in your hands, you might be able to veer the situation into a balance of win-win. To do that, first of all, keep your attitude in check. Facing a new challenge head on is tough enough but to burden yourself with negativity will make the task impossible. So charge towards the challenge beaming with sunshine and positivity, you may still have difficulty facing the challenge but you’ll feel so much better than letting yourself down with negativity. Hands up and ask for support for things get too tough…

The Millennial Struggle

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Originally posted on One Millennial Girl:
Life as a millennial may seem easy, but it definitely it has it’s fair share of tough moments. Over the past few weeks I have been trying to figure out which path I need to take in order to get where I ultimately want to go in life. It is the millennial struggle, well – one of them. Right now I’m sitting in my room feeling slightly anxious about writing this post. I’ve been thinking around this issue attempting to avoid confronting my thoughts and trying not to become overwhelmed. I was thinking that instead of using my blog to talk about things after the fact, I figured why not write while I’m in my feelings. That whole Gary (Vee) Vaynerchuk – document vs. create thing, which is basically about showcasing/documenting the journey. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVKofRN1dyI Here we go: I have 3 different passions in life – fashion styling, interior design, and writing. I also have a full-time salaried job where I’ve just received a raise and I’ve decided to take…

Mirrors

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Originally posted on The Renegade Press:
“A true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.” -Elizabeth Gilbert I used to believe that I was a man who had been blessed with the gift of intellect. I spent years convinced that I was the smartest person in any room; often closing myself off from the opinions of others. I would gnash my teeth at the slightest hint of conflict, and reveled in my ability to push my own agendas onto others, whilst belittling theirs. Yet while I thought that I was a magnificent mind perpetually on the cusp of achieving great things, the truth is that I was a bit of a dick. I bruised egos, hurt feelings, and let down the people closest to me. During these volatile years, I was tolerable at best, and a horribly bitter person at my worst. I convinced myself that I was the most important individual in…

Should Religion Have a Place in Government?

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Originally posted on Millennial:
Millennial writer Elizabeth Stoker Bruenig recently spoke at the Yale Political Union, arguing the negative position on the resolution: “religion has no place in government.” Here is a small segment of her speech: I’ll now turn to the idea that religion ought to have a place in government…. There are several reasons why. The first is that law both expresses and enforces certain moral truths which cannot be divorced from broader moral systems, and for the religious — those sharing communities of some overwhelming concern — it’s disingenuous nigh impossible to deliberate on what truths the law should express without citing their religious priors. And this, secondly, allows their co-religionists to hold them responsible for their claims. The tendency of liberal societies to bifurcate religion and politics into two separate spheres — one private, one public — encourages religious participants in political deliberation to equivocate somewhat about their motives and beliefs, as it’s not really possible in that political context to interrogate them. Yet it should be. As long as the religious…

Indecision

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Originally posted on Asha Seth:
Going back in time, I ponder over the last hour. I begin by reading ‘If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller’ because that’s what I am reading presently. At the back of my mind, I’m thinking about what an overrated book ‘Paper Towns’ is. After 18 minutes gone and I know it’s 18 and not 20 or 25 because I am wearing a digital watch. So it is 18 minutes 31 seconds precisely. I realise I’m on page 7. Bam, that’s where I started. I’ve read this sentence more than a dozen times. I am the man who comes and goes between the bar and the telephone booth. Or, rather: that man is called “I” and you know nothing else about him, just as this station is called only “station” and beyond it there exists nothing except the unanswered signal of a telephone ringing in a dark room of a distant city. I read it once more to see if it means anything different. Nothing. I must be out of…