Its Blogtober. Though I am late, I still intend to complete my weekly posts. Here is a day by day run down of week one: My colleague and I are directors of departments that have the word research in the title and so we do a lot of overlapping student advising and programming. We got … Continue reading Blogtober 2019: Week 1
I am academic staff and my programs bridge the curricular and co-curricular. As such, I exist in a game of limbo that allows me to see the gray areas in a workplace that often times want reports and solutions that are written in black and/or white.
I was asked the Keynote speaker at the Black families appreciation event that happened last week. My gut reaction was to say no, but after much reading about mindfulness and being present I questioned my knee jerk reaction. I gave the speech and I spoke about Shonda Rhimes (one of my favs). Here is (roughly) what I said:
In a predominantly (almost all) white-male dominated academic setting in a red state I most certainly was under pressure to prove myself over and over again and again. If all other things in my life remained consistent, could it have been the pressure that raised my blood pressure? (This is all a speculation, but I can't help but wonder about the physical toll of stress).
I've been reading a lot of social psychology, management, and leadership books and they all seem to say that the tasks that are most worth while are the ones that make you want to vomit, poop your pants, or pass out. As a full time introvert, the list of things that illicit such a physiological response is long, but I will start.
Applying to graduate school for the first time can be stressful. Here are the things that I wish other people told me. Here are (5) areas of focus/ guiding principles that I used when I was applying to graduate school, and how I applied these strategies during my own process.
Before I started working at the store, I dreaded thinking about the future. I spent four years of my life studying the past (in Africana Studies as well as in Geology) so I had not imaged what life would be like after Oberlin. Being “stuck” at home was helped to ground me. I needed to … Continue reading My Unintentional Gap Year Part 2