While I may not be able to resist the physical oppression that overwhelms any physical means of resistance I have at my disposal, it has never been a reason for me to remain oppressed in my mind. Far too many see the shackles on their wrists and assume that to be a denial of their freedom to think and to choose. I may not be able to choose my freedom of movement or association at all times, but I can always choose how much of that oppression defines me or what I am capable of contributing towards its dismantling.
Share your story. A prompt that suggests so much. It suggests that we have a story worth sharing, but equally … Continue Reading The Path You Take
Dishonesty is the worst form of disrespect. It’s a show of disrespect to yourself before it says anything about the … Continue Reading Honest Lies
I’ve watched some emerge stronger from harrowing ordeals, while others crumble from comparatively minor setbacks. This made me wonder what … Continue Reading Resilience is not cheap
We live in times where the inclination to remedy a fall far outweighs any rationale to prevent the fall from happening. We’ll willingly encourage others towards intoxicants or unhealthy distractions, and then form support groups to help them out of … Continue Reading Contaminated (Part II)
Sometimes when things seem like they’re falling apart, they’re actually falling into place. Perspective is most easily lost when we find ourselves lamenting what is slipping away while losing sight of what is heading our way instead. There is no … Continue Reading The Beauty of Defeat