Today’s blog finishes a week’s worth of reflections. Day 7…
How would you like to improve yourself and your life next year? Is there a piece of advice or counsel you received in the past year that could guide you?
I would like to be able to better express myself. I think much. I feel much. I often do not say much. Out loud. Especially about topics that get me fired up.
I rehearse and craft passionate speeches in my mind. I write brilliant letters to the editor in my mind. I stun and mesmerize others with my arguments and well-delivered supporting facts in my mind.
In reality, I do not deliver any of these things. Especially about topics that get me fired up. Like social injustice. Like racism, sexism, zenophobia, or any type of discrimination. Like poverty. Like mental health. Like marital fidelity. Like the current presidential race, or gubernatorial race. Like animal cruelty.
I would like to say the amazing things that are in my head. I may not ever be able to. My contributions may have to be quiet contributions: voting, volunteering, educating myself, educating others when possible, donating, demanding exemplar behavior from myself.
And maybe one day, I’ll have my own Elizabeth Cady Stanton/Eleanor Roosevelt/Susan B. Anthony/Hillary Clinton/Michelle Obama moment. Until then, read this blog. Regardless of my feelings about other policy and issues, I have to speak out about Trump’s sexism. I have been a victim of sexism and sexist acts, and I am concerned about a leader that seemingly does not recognize that trait in himself, and thus would not recognize it in others or in policies and programs.
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