Lately I’ve been reading my journals and reflecting on different stages of “the single life,” and now, a budding romantic partnership. It’s always interesting to see how processes unfold – even when I’m in the mix.
Riding the train last night, I skimmed through and picked out some “found language.”
“…signs of the part of me that was breaking down…” –bell hooks
“Return to the place where you remember your self and your being.” –bell hooks
“I can really only represent myself.” –Laverne Cox
“It’s not an either or world.” –bell hooks
“Give yourself permission to have an expansive imagination to do different things.” –bell hooks
“Make a decision. How far do you wanna go with something?” –bell hooks
“I hadn’t been able to bring myself, during the ride back – during our trip from the airport to the hospital – to tell my father that she was already dead.” –Me
“I think my love and lust for the black man pre-dates my existence on this planet.” –Me
“Meeting him means deconstructing and rebuilding.” –Me
“I wanna feel your breathing and your heart beating.” —LB
Chime in! Have you read or heard any words or phrases from others (“found language”) that have stuck with you? Any notes from your journals? How about things people have said to you in the past that you’ve replayed in your mind over and over? Do share.
Does any of my found language resonate with you?