Our mission is to plant ourselves at the gates of Hope — not the prudent gates of Optimism, which are somewhat narrower; nor the stalwart, boring gates of Common Sense; nor the strident gates of Self-Righteousness, which creak on shrill and angry hinges (people cannot hear us there; they cannot pass through); nor the cheerful, flimsy garden gate of “Everything is gonna be all right.” But a different, sometimes lonely place, the place of truth-telling, about your own soul first of all and its condition, the place of resistance and defiance, the piece of ground from which you see the world both as it is and as it could be, as it will be; the place from which you glimpse not only struggle, but joy in the struggle. And we stand there, beckoning and calling, telling people what we are seeing, asking people what they see.
Great post and resources from Ellen on moving past the fear inherent in creative escapades.
I really loved this article on marriage, from Dr. Kelly Flanagan. Even if you’re not married, I think these are themes in most relationships.
We spend most of our adolescence and early adulthood trying to pretend our shame doesn’t exist so, when the person we love triggers it in us,we blame them for creating it. And then we demand they fix it. But the truth is, they didn’t create it and they can’t fix it. Sometimes the best marital therapy is individual therapy, in which we work to heal our own shame. So we can stop transferring it to the ones we love.
It never occurred to me that I could make hanging wallpaper panels, but now I want to.
I was mesmerized by Monica Lewinsky’s recent speech. Her notes on shame, bullying, compassion, and the power of story are profound.
I have said that behind sorrow there is always sorrow. It were wiser still to say that behind sorrow there is always a soul. And to mock at a soul in pain is a dreadful thing.
– Oscar Wilde
And also, all of the links Susannah has in this post.
And another she shared recently: A gentleman’s guide to rape culture
The completely reasonable and understandable fear of men is your responsibility. You didn’t create it. But you also didn’t build the freeways either. Some of the things you inherit from society are cool and some of them are rape culture.
I’m intrigued by Benjamin Franklin’s advice on how to train your trolls. Thoughts?