Tag: academia
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Keep things slow!
We wondered whether the colors that pass through the skies, some blue, some white, and some grey on occasion are the songs hearts that know grace sing. If so, we are singing and the skies are blazing at the sight of the evening sun, at the thought of things being slow…
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Keep each day!
Night ends and though this day won’t happen again, we know where we stand, and see the light that shines, and the way we opened and reopened our heart, the way we knew the call was his for his sake, the way these words flow like a lake, is the reason why a day should…
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Keep grants for self-recovery!
bell hooks in Sisters of the yam, talked about the need for black women to engage in self-recovery. She was writing from the space of the continued devaluation of black womanhood, the extreme difficulties that make it hard for us to even develop a positive outlook of ourselves. Not only are we pitted against each…
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Keep moments of doubt with your dreams!
If you ever find yourself, unafraid of the coming storm, prepare then to thunder, waken up senses, burrow roots unshaken, even as life moves in disarray. Then take a deep breath, remember dreams, then begin, only this time, with more love and light deepening. I shared my dreams with four people today. All of them…
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Keep being polemical with your words!
A single word can lead the mind to traces of contemplation. They are like silences that take over, holding you uncomfortable for so long. Like fault lines and shifting plates that require you to invade the part of your brain where words are like air, forcing you to breathe in, breathe out. A couple of…
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Keep the idea of delegating however hard with your grants!
I had a meeting yesterday with a dear friend that was checking into my grant submission goals for the year. They are of course a lot and insane and we are so ready to dream. One thing she noted was that I needed to delegate. I said if you have been burned like me, like…
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Keep being grass!
If you find me at the brink of giving up, at the point of forgetting love, at a basement with no light, at dawn with no song, at a gathering with no tears, at the edge with no words, at a Red Sea with no faith at a desert with no thirst at a devotion…
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Keep lighting a path for the public’s health!
If and when the public takes their rightful place with health, if and when they do, and they are freed from all the bondage exclusively cultivated by those that purport to study them, love them maybe, I hope they are not ignored as those midnight that burn, otherwise what would be the purpose? A voice…
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Keep the day after snowstorms!
When your edges are sharpened, with joy or sorrow, with no time for doubt, words flow and your write, knowing you are orphans of today, of falling snow, of things deep and unspoken, of an endless journey for tomorrow, and even if darkness spreads around you, and even if you wait for the cold moon’s…
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Keep the snow and the sighting of an American robin!
Snow as it falls, scatters and gains possession of the earth, and trees hang up their branches, as an American robin appears, suddenly hungry, the air drips of fallen snow, like ant filing out a wood, only this isn’t wood, and though we are not American robins, they know those who do not befriend snow…
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Keep your name and the peace it brings!
And the dreams of my father, those nurtured in a place where sands are red, spoke to me again, from the depths of our soul, through storms raging, through torrents pouring, saying even anger will never reach your soul, even if hot pebbles fall on your bare skin, even if the heavens force the skies…
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Keep sustainable marketplaces for healing!
Markets flooded my head this year, firing up ideas for healing and wellness. Of course I love markets, I have once written a grant about sustainable ones and how they can be used for healing. The markets I know, beginning from a place called a festival of arts to a space near a church with…