Two of the papers I'm doing this semester require us to write weekly reflection journals.
Yay! we thought, that's 40 easy points. What's next on the list!!
But as it turns out this is an exercise with a bite!
Writing personal reflections from the heart turns out to be challenging,
especially if you are like me, and have built walls around your emotions
over years and years and years.
Looking behind the wall to see what is lurking there,
it's hard, really really hard.
There's no ducking and diving,
there's no getting out of it, the topics are set each week,
and we have to write about them.
It's like tearing off a bandaid with no warning.
But here's the thing, it's actually a really useful exercise,
to reexamine something in your past, look at it critically,
analyse what happened from a different time and space
and acknowledge what really happened.
It is freeing to write about something that happened,
and to be able to acknowledge with what we are learning in class,
that that was no ok, and it was not fair.
It's almost as though once I've written it down and reflected on it,
it cuts it down to size. I can recognise it for what it is
and know that actually, yes crap happens, but not because I'm not an ok person.
You should try it! It's hard but it's good.
By the way, do you like these pictures?
David took them last night. It's some of the amazing art around the city,
trying to make the empty spaces look a bit more cheerful!! It works.