safe space.

We see this word thrown around a lot on college campuses. Safe Space. In dialogues, in trainings, in social justice workshops, and on stickers on our walls. I appreciate this idea of a “safe space” but I must admit, there are reasons I feel a tremor of unease run through my body when this word is spoken into being.

intentional.

I’m not usually one to make new year’s resolutions. The last few years, my mantra has been to do whatever makes me happy. As we wrapped up 2015 and kicked off 2016, I reflected on the things that make me happy and realized that this year, I needed to make a change.

inclusion.

I’d like to think that I am an advocate for social justice, inclusion, and learning. Am I always perfect at all of these things? Definitely not. But I’m open to being challenged, to acknowledging missteps, and to growing from the experience.

patience, it’s a thing.

So I’ve had a million and one thoughts running through my head over the last few months and have, regretfully, not taken the time to sit and type them so I’m starting with this little adventure that has been sitting with me since April and will do my best to pick up from there!