I do not have words for today. Or rather, mine aren't the ones that are important.
Author: Erin M. Bank
Writer, author, curator of The Bank of Erin
Latent Lollygagger: New Expectations
During a pandemic, during a coup, are we equipped to reset expectations and allow each other to process loss and challenge?
Latent Lollygagger: Compassion
Compassion allows me to separate myself from these tendencies and reframe my motivation as understanding myself—being curious—rather than fixing myself. Compassion allows me to remember that I and everyone else are doing the best we can with what we have, and that there is no binary right and wrong.
2020 Hindsight
From the journal entries and freewriting I've managed to do, I created a stanza a week to capture both the personal and world struggles during the pandemic, how "pre-covid" life concerns (aka anxiety/depression) weave with new stresses and situations to create a tapestry of worries and gratitudes, indignation and hope.
Latent Lollygagger: Reflections
My hope for the future is that we can collectively reflect and dream about what a better year would be for the human race—start there, and then define the individual actions we can take towards that resolution.
Latent Lollygagger: Reconciling our Grief
I’m convinced that, as a country, we are missing the ingredients for true reconciliation with the grief we are all experiencing: acknowledgement and empathy.
Latent Lollygagger: Grief and COVID
I’ve written about the kind of grief that I think we’re all experiencing, but have a hard time naming and therefore talking about: the grief of losing our former lives.
Latent Lollygagger: Lockdown Part Two
Acknowledging our struggles as a way to support each other and find strength, compassion, and connection.
Latent Lollygagger: Celebration
Although I am consciously working on celebrating the small things, or the things that I can have pride in for accomplishing myself, this week the celebration is big!
Latent Lollygagger: Trust
This really is a trust exercise: my present self trusting that my past self has my best intentions at heart. And that my future self will thank my present self for keeping a promise. But if the person I’m supposed to trust is telling me that I’m a failure for not living up to expectations, for not getting my lazy ass off the couch, then of course it will be impossible to build that trust.
