When I left Indonesia on February 7, 2019, I was committed to becoming plant-based. It’s amazing how sitting seemingly still (I felt like I was doing nothing during those last three months in Asia) can end up catapulting you along your journey.
Before I begin, I must admit, this post does not do American history, Black history, Chicago history or the museum itself justice. My hope is that by highlighting historical facts and perspectives that I did not learn explicitly in school, through socialization, or in the media, will inspire you to ask questions, dig deeper, and maybe even visit the DuSable Museum the next time you are in Chicago!
Do you remember the episode of The Office, where Kelly invites her coworkers to celebrate Diwali in her community? Well, that is the holiday I am talking about. I am by no means saying to go watch that episode of The Office for a crash course on Diwali (because, in true The Office fashion, it is presented through the lens of cultural ignorance and off color humor) but, if you’ve already seen it, know that this is the holiday I celebrated in Muzaffarnagar.
When I first started contemplating calling off my wedding, I searched the internet looking for someone who’d been through it. I didn’t find much. I would have given anything to hear from someone five years out, to know they made it to the other side. Which is exactly why I feel compelled to be the odd one who brings my story back up, five years later…
Vipassana means “insight” in the ancient Indian language Pali.
Vipassana is a meditation technique that teaches awareness of reality. Through Vipassana meditation one learns to remain equanimous in both pleasure and pain.
Yes, you read that right, I took a ten day silent meditation course in rural Illinois this summer. No talking, no phones, no reading, no writing…. It was an experience and a half! But before I go into that, let me first tell you how I ended up there…