This weekend we celebrate the one-hundredth anniversary of the Easter 1916 Rising, the rebellion that gave the Republic of Ireland its foundation myth. As an origin story, Easter 1916 can be hard tâŠ

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This weekend we celebrate the one-hundredth anniversary of the Easter 1916 Rising, the rebellion that gave the Republic of Ireland its foundation myth. As an origin story, Easter 1916 can be hard tâŠ
1. Allow yourself the uncomfortable luxury of changing your mind. Cultivate that capacity for ânegative capability.â We live in a culture where one of the greatest social disgraces is not having an opinion, so we often form our âopinionsâ based on superficial impressions or the borrowed ideas of others, without investing the time and thought that cultivating true conviction necessitates. We then go around asserting these donned opinions and clinging to them as anchors to our own reality. Itâs enormously disorienting to simply say, âI donât know.â But itâs infinitely more rewarding to understand than to be right â even if that means changing your mind about a topic, an ideology, or, above all, yourself. 2. Do nothing for prestige or status or money or approval alone. As Paul Graham observed, âprestige is like a powerful magnet that warps even your beliefs about what you enjoy. It causes you to work not on what you like, but what youâd like to like.â Those extrinsic motivators are fine and can feel life-affirming in the moment, but they ultimately donât make it thrilling to get up in the morning and gratifying to go to sleep at night â and, in fact, they can often distract and detract from the things that do offer those deeper rewards. 3. Be generous. Be generous with your time and your resources and with giving credit and, especially, with your words. Itâs so much easier to be a critic than a celebrator. Always remember there is a human being on the other end of every exchange and behind every cultural artifact being critiqued. To understand and be understood, those are among lifeâs greatest gifts, and every interaction is an opportunity to exchange them. 4. Build pockets of stillness into your life. Meditate. Go for walks. Ride your bike going nowhere in particular. There is a creative purpose to daydreaming, even to boredom. The best ideas come to us when we stop actively trying to coax the muse into manifesting and let the fragments of experience float around our unconscious mind in order to click into new combinations. Without this essential stage of unconscious processing, the entire flow of the creative process is broken. Â Most importantly, sleep. Besides being the greatest creative aphrodisiac, sleep also affects our every waking moment, dictates our social rhythm, and even mediates our negative moods. Be as religious and disciplined about your sleep as you are about your work. We tend to wear our ability to get by on little sleep as some sort of badge of honor that validates our work ethic. But what it really is is a profound failure of self-respect and of priorities. What could possibly be more important than your health and your sanity, from which all else springs? 5. When people tell you who they are, Maya Angelou famously advised, believe them. Just as importantly, however, when people try to tell you who you are, donât believe them. You are the only custodian of your own integrity, and the assumptions made by those that misunderstand who you are and what you stand for reveal a great deal about them and absolutely nothing about you. 6. Presence is far more intricate and rewarding an art than productivity. Ours is a culture that measures our worth as human beings by our efficiency, our earnings, our ability to perform this or that. The cult of productivity has its place, but worshipping at its altar daily robs us of the very capacity for joy and wonder that makes life worth living â for, as Annie Dillard memorably put it, âhow we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.â 7. âExpect anything worthwhile to take a long time.â This is borrowed from the wise and wonderful Debbie Millman, for itâs hard to better capture something so fundamental yet so impatiently overlooked in our culture of immediacy. The myth of the overnight success is just that â a myth â as well as a reminder that our present definition of success needs serious retuning. As Iâve reflected elsewhere, the flower doesnât go from bud to blossom in one spritely burst and yet, as a culture, weâre disinterested in the tedium of the blossoming. But thatâs where all the real magic unfolds in the making of oneâs character and destiny.
Maria Popova, â7 Lessons from 7 Yearsâ at Brain Pickings (via universityandme)
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And he rode off, to fight other cycling-related wrongs. [video]
Witches of the North
It is 2015 and the woman has come a long way from being almost solely considered as just âthe container for the child.â In the United States, a woman is running alongside men in the current presidential elections. The German head of government is, as we all already know, a woman. In Morocco, the lawyer and politician, Fatima-Zahra Mansouri is the mayor of the city of Marakesh; Nigeriaâs Amy Jadesimi is the managing director of a top offshore logistics company; Amira Elmissiry is the special assistant to the president of the African Development Bank, and CNNâs Christiane Amanpour might well be one of the bravest women to walk the face of the earth, venturing into, sometimes unstable and war-torn countries to present to her audience the true situation of a region. In the movie industry in Ghana, Shirley Frimpong-Manso is a much respected household name and Hannah Tetteh is Ghanaâs minister for foreign affairs. These are women that worked hard to attain their respective positions and are excelling at what they do.
One look at these women as well as others in the same right and you might be tempted to agree with BeyoncĂ©; maybe the âgirls really do run the worldâ as we know it, but hold on to that thought as I take you to the Northern region of GhanaâŠ
Northern Ghana is characterized by a poverty level higher than in the South; low education, traditional religion and superstition is rampant. Amina Wumbala, Awaba Damba, Mariama Adam, Kasua Kaligri, Mariama Iddrisu, Sanatu Kojo, and Ashetu Chonfo are only a few of the women that have to live in these circumstances, and their stories, even when narrated differently, are essentially the same; torture at the hands of brothers; beaten without mercy by neighbors and other members of their communities, sometimes to the point of death;Â exiled, months spent on the run, because someone, somewhere, and without proof, accused them of practicing witch craft. Their only safe haven? The six witch camps in Gambaga, Nabuli, Gnani, Kukuo, Bonyase, and Kpatinga, set up solely to house them. These are the lucky ones. The others are dead!Â
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is there a word for âiâm okay but itâs a fragile kind of okay so be gentle with meâ?Â
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Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries, took the bus home, carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment and cooked myself dinner. You and I may have different definitions of a good day. This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill, worked 60 hours between my two jobs, only saw the sun on my cigarette breaks and slept like a rock. Flossed in the morning, locked my door, and remembered to buy eggs. My mother is proud of me. It is not the kind of pride she brags about at the golf course. She doesnât combat topics like, âMy daughter got into Yaleâ with, âOh yeah, my daughter remembered to buy eggsâ But she is proud. See, she remembers what came before this. The weeks where I forgot how to use my muscles, how I would stay as silent as a thick fog for weeks. She thought each phone call from an unknown number was the notice of my suicide. These were the bad days. My life was a gift that I wanted to return. My head was a house of leaking faucets and burnt-out lightbulbs. Depression, is a good lover. So attentive; has this innate way of making everything about you. And it is easy to forget that your bedroom is not the world, That the dark shadows your pain casts is not mood-lighting. It is easier to stay in this abusive relationship than fix the problems it has created. Today, I slept in until 10, cleaned every dish I own, fought with the bank, took care of paperwork. You and I might have different definitions of adulthood. I donât work for salary, I didnât graduate from college, but I donât speak for others anymore, and I donât regret anything I canât genuinely apologize for. And my mother is proud of me. I burned down a house of depression, I painted over murals of greyscale, and it was hard to rewrite my life into one I wanted to live But today, I want to live. I didnât salivate over sharp knives, or envy the boy who tossed himself off the Brooklyn bridge. I just cleaned my bathroom, did the laundry, called my brother. Told him, âit was a good day.
Kait Rokowski (A Good Day)
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