Robina, your eloquence in articulating something for which there are no proper words, even when you feel exactly that, is so powerful. I first felt the dumbing down of my brain from secondary trauma when I read about the thousands of other HCW through the early parts of the pandemic. It was horrifying to watch everyone deal with it. I had taken a break from work right before it and felt such immense survivor’s guilt. And yes, I absolutely am with you in the cortisol-drenched phase now of feeling pain and lack of control with Palestine. The freefall makes me think of the term “radical acceptance”, which I have surrendered to when I’ve been in similar states. What you are able to share with us, whenever you have the energy and drive to, is enough and a gift. It lands on each and every one of us and we take it with us through our days, just as you take your poems and song lyrics. I’m moved to want to slide the book “The Lightmaker’s Manifesto” towards you, as it’s been very powerful for me in the midst of this…keeping on sort of business. Karen Walrond is a her own form of breathing light. Ending this with so much love and wishes for Hanif. I hope you are able to feel the reprieve of the sun on your face soon.
I’m so glad I turned to this tonight. Nearly a month later and it all still resonates, as we are still here, witnessing this genocide (these genocides) in interstitial moments between caregiving and living.
Would love to read more about your experience parenting, and how your values and life experience inform how you do it. I’ve recently decided to make a big career shift to focus on my kids and so this is very much on my mind.
Echoing the previous comments. Thank you for stringing your words together. The word “holy” comes to me frequently when thinking about births. I half smiled when I came to the same word in your writing. How you are able to bend any of the endless howling horror of the genocide into words..
Hi Robina, this is more than enough. I am here to read your words, which leave me changed every time — no matter what you write about or how often. Thank you for putting words to your real experience right now. It helps me make sense of the suffering, and as you put it — we need places to process this together, not alone.
This is brilliant and real. Thank you for saying all the things I haven’t known how to say myself. ❤️
Robina, your eloquence in articulating something for which there are no proper words, even when you feel exactly that, is so powerful. I first felt the dumbing down of my brain from secondary trauma when I read about the thousands of other HCW through the early parts of the pandemic. It was horrifying to watch everyone deal with it. I had taken a break from work right before it and felt such immense survivor’s guilt. And yes, I absolutely am with you in the cortisol-drenched phase now of feeling pain and lack of control with Palestine. The freefall makes me think of the term “radical acceptance”, which I have surrendered to when I’ve been in similar states. What you are able to share with us, whenever you have the energy and drive to, is enough and a gift. It lands on each and every one of us and we take it with us through our days, just as you take your poems and song lyrics. I’m moved to want to slide the book “The Lightmaker’s Manifesto” towards you, as it’s been very powerful for me in the midst of this…keeping on sort of business. Karen Walrond is a her own form of breathing light. Ending this with so much love and wishes for Hanif. I hope you are able to feel the reprieve of the sun on your face soon.
I’m so glad I turned to this tonight. Nearly a month later and it all still resonates, as we are still here, witnessing this genocide (these genocides) in interstitial moments between caregiving and living.
Would love to read more about your experience parenting, and how your values and life experience inform how you do it. I’ve recently decided to make a big career shift to focus on my kids and so this is very much on my mind.
Each post is a gift, your honestly woven words do resonate so very much.
So moving. Thank you.
Love this so much. Thank you 🙏
Echoing the previous comments. Thank you for stringing your words together. The word “holy” comes to me frequently when thinking about births. I half smiled when I came to the same word in your writing. How you are able to bend any of the endless howling horror of the genocide into words..
Hi Robina, this is more than enough. I am here to read your words, which leave me changed every time — no matter what you write about or how often. Thank you for putting words to your real experience right now. It helps me make sense of the suffering, and as you put it — we need places to process this together, not alone.