Tag: reflection

There’s a quiet moment that still sits with me. I was in my early twenties, sitting in a crowded café with a friend who had

I used to think of myself as “one of the good ones.” I voted the right way, read the right books, shared the right posts.

There’s a phrase I keep coming back to lately: “We are all more complicated than the stories we tell about each other.” I think about

There’s a question I’ve been sitting with lately: What does it mean to try to build a better world when we’re tired, overwhelmed, and still

There’s a moment I keep coming back to lately. A few years ago, I was in a workshop about race and privilege. We were doing

I used to think of “being a good person” as a kind of fixed identity: you either were one or you weren’t. If I voted

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how quietly we’re shaped by the systems we move through—and how easy it is to mistake comfort for

I used to think of “progress” as something happening out there—on the news, in elections, in movements led by people braver and louder than me.

I used to think “progressive” just meant voting a certain way, reposting the right infographics, and showing up at a few marches when my schedule

There’s a question that’s been following me around lately: Who do I become when it would be easier to look away? I don’t mean in