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Posted on December 11, 2020 by Danielle

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E V E R Y O T H E R some thingsskip generations likebuying generic and wearing bathrobes.for me it’s hearing the story of your birthand pillowing your face into your mother’sleftover skin from when you were in her.my mother’s … Continue reading →

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It’s good work to balance the effort it takes to maintain relationships with forgiveness and curiosity and also practice boundaries of wisdom and safety. This is an ever evolving dance given our relationships with self, family, friends and social media and the zeitgeist that molds us all. It’s been a particularly fraught time. My time with people and in different countries and communities have helped me believe that for the most part, people do the best they can with what they have at that time. And I can make choices based on their current capacity as well as my own without judgment and shame.
Depending on your seat you get a radically different point of view. It sounds different. There are different lights on. The closest kiosks are sharing different things. The likelihood to get a prize changes. The vibration in your feet varies. The wind changes.
I highly recommend this young adult graphic novel to those encouraging young readers. My middle son recommended it to me and I’m so glad his amazing teacher gave it to him for a 5th grade graduation present. Set in Kenya, based on the true story of one of the authors, it recounts the challenges, joys and predicaments of a young Somalian Muslim refugee and his brother who has epilepsy. Themes of justice, gender inequality, hope and community emerge in this beautiful story. Thank you #omarmohamed and #victoriajamieson.
🧠💙Who’s read this? Enjoying this book slowly while on Covid isolation when I have moments of energy to digest information. So much to process on the micro and macro levels, from my own adoptee experience to that of my siblings to my children’s stressors to those on my street to the larger systemic mileau of collective trauma and disregulation in our broken times. Trauma talk can easily be too much Instagram and not enough Knowledge. I’m finding this book to be very accessible and I love me some diagrams mixed with stories. I’d recommend reading this before #theboywhowasraisedasadog by #drbruceperry. That book forever changed me and this one is helping too. I’d love to hear your thoughts.
"'What is the work we are asked to do in the night world?...By keeping our vulnerability and mortality close, we learn to meet each moment with presence, even as we know it is passing away. We are invited into a conversation with death in which we are asked to look directly at the ways we are living.' Weller in The Wild Edge of Sorrow
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