...been a minute
2025
What a ride. Oh wait, it's ONLY MAY
deep breath
Around the new year, I decided ~ not ~ to do a thesis as the conclusion to my current grad school, instead opting for an equally rigorous but slightly more practical, capstone project. This moved me from a 3-year program to a 2-year one, and while I was already front-loading my terms with all my coursework, realizing how fast the next 12 months are going to fly by and how much needs to be done in that time is a bit daunting.
In part, I have no idea where the last 4? 5? months went. Last term was a blur of chaos and lessons learned. While I want to get through this program quickly, I don't want to do it at the expense of not being able to take in my courses. We, humanity, always seem to hurry to get where we are going, only to miss the journey of getting there. life is in the getting there. I think it is very essential to us, as humans, to be aware of the road (the dirt, the weeds, the trees, fellow sojourners) as we journey. I mean those small, everyday, common, mundane things we often pass over. That's where the stuff of life is.
I lost sight of the road last term, hence, being absent from here. I've always equated grad school to the image of drinking from a fire hose. So much is coming at you so fast that it's hard to pull your head up for air. I let my stress and overwhelm crest over me entirely. Lately, I've been putting a lot of time in re-assessing the "systems" in my life, reflecting on what's been working and what hasn't, what has failed me and why, and how to salvage what I can and keep shuffling along.
🎤 everyday I'm shuffling
(sorry, I had too.)
This little online corner was always a place to reflect and publicly share the musings from this journey. You will likely see me around these parts much more because I am heading into my capstone prep (research/musing/pre-research) stage. My likely topic is trauma, moral injury, religious trauma, stress, etc...it's funny how topics in life kind of find you, eh?
Here's to being more present. To slow mornings, intentional awareness, and taking in the fullness of the road I'm walking.
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