Monthly Archives: January 2017

This is what democracy looks like

Truth be told, I’ve never been proud to be American.

I’ve traveled enough to know how privileged we are, and how much we take for granted about our rights and our expected standard of living. I’ve also traveled enough to feel a bit of “American shame” at the way we – to completely overgeneralize – as a nation presume we’re a bit better and better off than at least many other people, if not everyone else.

But I’ve never felt that sense of “American pride.” Maybe because I was raised by hippie parents. I don’t really know.

What I do know is that I felt it this past weekend.

I went to the Women’s March on Washington. It was amazing and uplifting. I’ve heard it described as “defiant and jubilant.” That’s what I experienced. Everyone was warm and friendly. Army personnel and police officers directing traffic were high-fiving. Crowds were waving and cheering from windows and stoops.

When we finally started marching – wherever we could, because there were too many people to actually march – the chanting started. I had a few favorite chants, but the one that’s stuck with me since:

“Tell me what democracy looks like.”
“This is what democracy looks like.”

That’s when it sunk in. This is what democracy looks like. This is what democracy is.

As I marched and chanted – as I exercised my rights, guaranteed to me in the Bill of Rights – I realized that I was proud to be American. I am proud to be an American.

We are lucky to be able to raise our voices. We are lucky to be able to march in protest, and chant and be heard.

It was an outrageously amazing experience, to exercise my rights and be part of this democracy. Good or bad, this is what democracy looks like.

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The joy of mindlessness, not mindfulness

I had a wonderfully intense weekend. I travelled to D.C. for the Women’s March. There are no words to describe what an amazing experience that was. I may try later, but for now I’m still processing. The crowds. The energy. The jubilance and defiance. The democracy in action.

Last night I was on the phone, detailing my experiences to one more person, and I realized how tired I was. Completely drained. While the March was incredible, and I’m so glad I went, I was spent.

“I have to go,” I said. “I need to watch mindless TV.”

I recently started watching The Crown. First, I love anything historical, and second I love anything with Matt Smith in it. (I’m a Dr. Who fan.) All I wanted to do last night, and tonight in fact, was to sit in front of the TV and be entertained.

In my work I talk a lot about mindfulness. In my life I do my best to practice mindfulness. And there’s also a time and place for mindlessness.

When I’ve been working very hard and going very fast. When I’ve been dealing with emotional situations, both in my own life and in the lives of my clients and friends and family. When I’ve been tapped, and I’ve given much – if not all – of what I’ve got to give. That’s my time for mindlessness.

That’s my time to enjoy without thinking too hard. To laugh. To be amused. To be engrossed.

To be mindful and intentional in my mindlessness.

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Because I f—–g sparkle, that’s why

My client found this quote. I love it. It resonates with owning my strength and power and shining energy. It resonates with owning my sparkle.

I was talking to a friend the other day, and we both commented how we were no longer willing to sit as quiet as we use to. No longer willing to let others get away with things that don’t sit right with us. No longer willing to quietly let things be. There are times to let things be, and there are issues that aren’t worth a struggle. And there are also times I haven’t spoken up, or I haven’t taken a stand, or I haven’t said, “No, that’s not okay. This is what I know as true.” And that I wish I did.

I’ve learned, and am learning, that each one of us sparkles, in our own way, and that it’s okay – in fact it’s essential – for each one of us to sparkle and shine and delight in that. Even me.

Because I f—–g sparkle, that’s why I’m smiling. Because I f—–g sparkle, that’s why you need to pay attention to me. Because I f—–g sparkle, that’s why I get to weigh in. Or to object. Or to dance. Or to play.

I love this quote. I love owning and savoring my sparkle.

Because I f—–g sparkle, that’s why.

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