Seeing a common thread that creates unity. A movement where there previously was none. A collective march towards a common goal.
Family
It happened seamlessly, as though having been dropped into a circle. There wasn’t any ice to break. It felt like meeting family.
Alert: Other People Are Listening
Other people are listening. What you say is being heard. How do you talk about yourself?
Do You Remember Being A Child?
We’ve forgotten what it’s like to be a child. And so as adults, a form light years away from a child, we teach them. We instruct them. We make demands of them.
The Drama Of The Red Chair
A red chair: Silent. Stationary. Supportive. Yet a magnet for melodrama. What allies do I sit next to? What foes do I avoid? The bedrock of mischief. The moment your neighbor is no longer occupying the chair your uncontested reign has begun. Time to flip their chair. Spread yourself as far as possible on all…
Elizabeth Beeli 