But what can *I* do?
And other myths about your lack of power.
From the Latin exagium, meaning to weigh.
And other myths about your lack of power.
It's the first time I've felt my empathy turning into something solid and shameful.
How do you stay engaged when the process isn't fun? How do you keep the faith when you feel like everything you write is shit?
Creative tip: write your journals in verse!!!
How can we ever hope to create a different world if we have lost the capacity to dream?
Remembering is the work. Seeing clearly is the work. Naming correctly is the work.
Bookmark this email and come back to it when you are at a low point.
Sometimes, publishing can be as simple as having access to the means of production: a printer, glue, and a craft knife.
This type of writing doesn't feel like work. It feels like something between necessity and reward. If I was a bird I guess I'd sing.
For lots of reasons, it feels like the right time to switch things around.
Sharing and exchanging from our respective kete mātauranga? Yes! Let's do that.