I am acutely aware of my insignificance. It is clear that I matter not in a well established racist and sexist system that is stacked firmly against me. This makes me even more determined to kick and scream and shout even louder for my demands to be heard. I demand humane treatment; I demand an … Continue reading Functioning, but still trapped
I hide the brokenness of my mind.
I get criticized for things that others are praised for. It saddens me to realize it's often just a simple matter of very large biases. Having learned about life in blocks of time, the truth has built on recent experiences. The boxes I tick are too many to list off and as the year comes … Continue reading Triple standards
I’m beginning to understand that my existence is by virtue of the grace of others in their privileged spaces. I merely represent a hassle, a bother and an aberration. It is said that I am ungrateful - as I strive to thrive, forgetting that I should just contend with surviving. So many times I’m told … Continue reading An aberration
Are you a Size Queen?
Being small isn't what bothers me. I was born on a small island, within a small Caribbean region. By no coincidence, my professional expertise is in small states and it's an obsession for me. As we see our coastlines disappear while larger countries argue about the realness of climate change, I ponder. What will it … Continue reading Are you a Size Queen?
“Justice” or “Just Us”
I was obsessed with my professional self. My work was meaningful to me. Not because of the employment of it but because of the understanding and the access to cultures, travel and other ways of life. In every job I held, I sought things out for the learning. This is how I made sense of … Continue reading “Justice” or “Just Us”
System knock out
I have been so beaten down.
My resume is a graveyard
The tombstone I have erected to grieve over the end of a blissfully ignorant professional life stands discolored in the snow. I hate the cold..but I dislike the trickery of the snow most of all. It's deceptively beautiful in how it blankets the landscape. Until it melts into mud mixed into grime by human activity. … Continue reading My resume is a graveyard
I'm afraid of my life now...everything's a trigger. I'm worried I can't move past this and I'll never be OK. I stay far from the building and away for fear of running into the people. Even though my rational brain says that's not likely. But when does this ever operate on reason. Am I really … Continue reading Afraid
Team Lead from Hell – Part I
In my first attempt back at work - independent international consulting this time - it was an epic disaster...hell, not even describable how bad it's been. Since believing that I had triumphantly recovered from the abuse of my past sojourn into the impactful world of international development, I failed. Not even by a little bit, … Continue reading Team Lead from Hell – Part I
R.I.P: 157 People of 35 Nationalities lost in Plane Crash
A global tragedy. Ethiopian Airlines Flight 302 passengers which crashed on March 10, 2019 near Addis Ababa, killing all 157 passengers and crew, included: 32 people from Kenya, 18 from Canada, 9 each from Ethiopia and Britain, 8 each of Italy, China and the United States, 7 from France, 6 from Egypt, 5 from Germany, … Continue reading R.I.P: 157 People of 35 Nationalities lost in Plane Crash
“Our Voices Can Still Be Heard Through the Bars of our Gilded Cages”
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom. - Maya Angelou, “Caged Bird” (1983)