Soul Expression

If I may, I would just like to have a word with the other white folks like me who consider themselves to be anti-racism. This segment of the population has a hard time realizing how they’re part of the problem. Just because you’re not a hater and just because you care about racial equality doesn’t mean you get to rest on your laurels. Chances are, you’re perpetuating racial tensions without even knowing it. I’m having a hard time today as I observe all of the outcries against the racial injustices that are blowing up the internet because what I am observing is all of the well meaning white people doing what well meaning white people always do — making it about them while thinking they’re talking about justice. When will this stop? I am so upset! (notice how you’re talking about yourself?) I am shocked and irate by the news today. (notice how you’re talking about yourself?) I am outraged that this has happened yet again! (notice how you’re still talking about yoursel...

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This morning, for no reason at all, I felt supremely discouraged about continuing a writing project that had really been on a roll. I'd been having the time of my life writing about creativity and overcoming the hurdles to creative expression, yet when I began to write this morning, it suddenly seemed absurd to be talking about creativity when I am an unknown nobody with no credentials in this subject area to my name. And to make matters worse I felt like a hypocrite because I had been yammering on about doing something simply because we love doing it without attachment  to the outcome and my own resolve  was wavering; the doubt became louder than the love. It seemed to me that I couldn’t walk my talk. I suspect that doubt is one of those things that will never  fully  vanish from our psyches as long as we are in these human suits navigating the realm of human experience. I used to spend a great deal of time trying to get to a place where fear, doubt,...

So here I am doing the thing I didn't want to do--adding my voice to the corona-convo which feels like adding more noise to a cacophony. I've honestly been trying to avoid the conversation altogether but that has proven impossible. I'm in information overload. I am trying to minimize my intake and yet here I am creating more information. A big (very big) part of me is being drug kicking and screaming to the writing of this post but there is another part of me that needs to write this thing so here we are. For those of you who are feeling overwhelmed, feeling bombarded (with information and with energy), feeling energetically exhausted, who are dealing with the virus situation on it's surface as everyone else is but also have the added burden of feeling and managing all of the energy around it too--this is for you. Because, of all the information being flung around, I have not yet seen any that addresses this unique population of sensitive, intuitive, empathi...