Month: January 2017

Thoughts on the American Election and How to Move On

On August 18, 1920, the 19th Amendment of the U.S. Constitution endowed women with the right to vote. As a minority, as a female and as a citizen, I know that I am not alone in at least feeling disturbed by this election season. On one hand, the women’s march on a global scale this past weekend gave me a sense of hope because it displayed the sheer force and size of people coming together for a cause. On the other hand, what impacts did the march have? Did it affect the political sphere in any way? Did it work toward lessening objectification, harassment, equality? Did it increase empowerment in any way? Although I deeply admire and respected those that marched; as an individual, I am not comfortable displaying my views outwardly. Seeing pictures of many of my friends, both male and female participating did give me some time to reflect on my thoughts on the election and empowerment. In my opinion, there were two positive things that happened in the election. First of all, we now know that the election is not rigged. Secondly, even with all the divide and uproar that has occurred in the nation and all over the world, the political world is now going to see change. That change can be positive or it can be negative. And that change is up to you....

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The First Post of 2017

The first week of 2017 has already raced by and I write this from the skies, flying from DC to LA. Greetings from 30,000 feet somewhere over Wyoming! All I can say is, 2016 has been PACKED with important choices. For me, the blunt truth is that 2016 completely kicked my butt. This year, by far, has been a difficult, at times painful and trying one. My last birthday in January was to say the least, memorable. I broke off a long-term relationship which sent me on a roller-coaster ride of emotions. That, combined with grieving the loss of a close relative, a more recent passing away of another direct family member, adjusting to living alone in a new city and a job transition really sucked the life out of me in a literal sense; I was frequently with very little energy and zero drive to get a handle over myself. That “hopeless” feeling was foreign to me and scary! There were many times that I honestly didn’t think I could make it. In terms of my relationship, I didn’t really miss it per se; after attempting to salvage it, I knew I had to let it go. Rather, I was more disappointed in myself for tolerating it for as long as I did, and increasingly frustrated that I still had to run through the ‘typical break up emotions’...

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