Category: Academic Whispers
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Keep being like ether with the stories you write!
Some omens are loud. So bear with me in these hours of silence. They have hidden notes wrapped up in hidden stories that turn hearts to stone. Our hearts are full of stone. They look too like dancers dis-inherited in the middle of a dance, hanging with their lame foot in the air, like a…
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Keep this fall, this rise.
If there is one thing I am keeping today, it’s to be like the iron man. We also know to fall. For how we begin, few know. If we are quiet, pray. Where we come from, no one knows. How far we have worked. That’s for us too. How we are built. Still we will…
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Keep being confident in your worth black women in academia like red maple trees in winter!
We live, my family and I, in a village surrounded by trees. Almost all of them are naked and bare in winter. When the days are cold and the wind pushes only cold air, these trees stand confidently, only shedding dead leaves and branches unable to survive the air, they breathe. There is a red…
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Keep those older and wiser than you!
When those older than you speak, they do so, not because of the sweetness of words in their mouth, but because they see something, the rest of us, those young, do not see. This new year will find me listening to those older and wiser than me. I intend to stop and listen to all…
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Keep this quiet storm!
The roosters are coming home. Every single one of them. What they forgot is that we are where we are by design. Where they fail to understand or see our worth, we know it to be our worth. Nothing we touch is by accident. We decide too what we touch. So it gives me great…
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Keep passing with distinction!
The month of December has been nothing but a distinct month. Three of my doctoral students defended their dissertation and just like that, our time together came to an end. Even though I will not be attending their graduation, it was truly an honor to pass all of them with distinction considering they were once…
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Keep the art of gathering!
Grace A million notes of thanks lingered in a room this evening. Pumpkin pies, delightful communion, over chicken and greens. Thank you, thank you, thank you for the gift of gathering, for these moments of pampering, for the chance to remember what it means to connect with each other. They are like the moment when…
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Keep persisting like Dr. Kariko!
I imagine the roots of life are buried deep. Within women like Dr. Katalin Karikó. I imagine life tried so hard to trash all the ways a womb once thrived for her. I imagine Dr. Katalin Kariko’s life, from the womb till these day, was worth every vocabulary for her struggle. Her early days, full…
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Keep funding your dreams!
My destiny is mine. It has always been from the day I was named Isioma. It’s the reason why I resign from places and people who keep me stale. It’s the reason why dreaming is a form of resistance to me. See where you are obsessed with one grant or one class, I’m on to…
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Keep anything about your day and celebrating our 3rd year keeping something about each day!
About 3 years ago, I embarked on a journey to to loosen up myself as I navigated life as a mother of four children, wife to a frontline health care worker and a global health researcher passionate about how to make evidence based interventions last. I made a commitment to keep something important, something surprising,…
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Keep what happens when a woman rises…
Some moments, like air, are for everyone. The rising sun, black birds in flight, buzzing bees, bloom of hibiscus flowers and the rise of a woman who knows her worth. These days, I am living for moments that open up the possibilities hidden with ourselves. Things that make us human too. The other day, my…
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Keep competent ethical institutions!
Earlier this year I asked for help with a single IRB process. I run a bunch of clinical trials and when we wrote them as grants, we noted they would be a single IRB platform. I wrote to anyone that cared as to why such a process mattered. In the end, I received no help.…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 