On Personal Activism

Strong back, soft front.
Am I doing enough?
Am I enough?

Once again I find myself alarmed and agitated, wondering how we got here. One week in and it feels exponentially worse than last time. Some would argue that all politicians are equally nefarious and selfish, equally devoid of character. I suppose that is possible, but I just don’t think so. Jimmy Carter, George HW Bush, and Barack Obama stand out to me as role models, men of character and integrity. Not so the person in office now.

Executive acts this past week have served what I believe to be their intended purpose, stoking unrest and outrage, churning anxiety, division, alienation, and escalating susceptibility to fear and rage-based behavior, inclulding violence. I believe some of the most sweeping acts will be successfully challenged and modified, if not stalled, but at what cost to the system? What of the workers who suddenly lost their jobs? What of the scientific and medical researchers whose funding may not exist anymore, and the patients whose very survival or mortality may hang on that funding? And all while real and present problems loom at impasse after impasse because our elected officials refuse to negotiate like mature, reasonable adults? How did we get here? How did we choose these people to ‘lead’ us? End rant.

How will our daily lives feel the impact of this administration? I wonder how racism, misogyny, and dehumanization will cascade again en masse from the precedents that this POTUS sets? He validates, encourages, and exemplifies the most derisive of human behavior and relationship.
How did we get here?

Once again I find myself asking, “What can I do, I’m just one person?” Somehow this week, treating people all along the political spectrum with respect, asking open and honest questions, holding the benefit of the doubt, resisting outrage in favor of calm and curious exploration of diverse perspectives, and withholding judgment just don’t feel like enough. And yet there is so much to advocate for, so much to resist, so much happening every day, it’s overwhelming. Where would I even start? And I think that’s the point, right? Submission by way of learned helplessness.

I had the good fortune of two incredibly insightful and enlightening conversations this weekend. I was invited to articulate my Why, my purpose, and explore my Whats. I talk to people. I write. My favorite and most effective forum is one on one, and I also do well speaking to large, live, interactive audiences. I am an integrator of ideas, an innate mediator, a ‘boundary spanner.’ Normally that feels exceptional and more than enough, I realize as I write this. But today it feels small, inconsequential, puny.
But maybe that is not the sensation to heed.

Connection across difference is exactly what we need right now, all of us, elected leaders and all. We have lost this capacity and skill at a collective level, it seems. So if I can retain it, then it’s actually a big deal. If I can exemplify and amplify it, be the connection and do it every chance I get (which is any given human encounter), then I am making a difference. Me, one of seven billion.

What if I could modify, even a little, the mindset and behavior of just two people in their encounters with people who disagree? And each of them two more? What if each of my Braver Angels friends could do the same? What if even a fraction of Mónica Guzmán‘s readers also had this impact? That’s exponential growth–a movement–of connection across difference.

Ok I feel better now. DIY pep talk via blogging! I can keep doing what I’m doing. Talking, writing, Healing Through Connection is my domain, literally and figuratively. Abortion, equity work, gender policy, healthcare, and intellectual freedom are all issues I care deeply about. I can find ways to support initiatives and leaders in those spaces ad hoc. But my own work, my personal activism, lies principally in person to person relationship, which applies in all other domains more than most people realize. I can raise that awareness and help folks acquire and hone those intra- and interpersonal skills that may, one day, steer us toward electing legislators who also practice successfully. Meanwhile, we could heal friendships and family ties wounded by political divergence. How hopeful.

So, dear reader, what is your brand of personal activism?

We Choose Our Stance

December 2023, before addressing members of the Judiciary on health and wellness

Tomorrow a new presidential administration takes office in the United States.
Wherever you are, whomever you’re with, whatever you’re doing, please be kind–everywhere and every day–but especially here, tomorrow.

I can’t say how long it took me to feel mostly back to normal after November 5, but it was sometime after completing 30 blog posts about the election and political discourse. Regular life resumed and my attention drifted away from politics… until now. I have continued to consume news sparsely, and with critical eye and ear. Still, like many of my progressive friends, I anticipate the next four years with tension and severe concern. I remember the last Trump administration as chaotic and disruptive–an intrusion on my daily life and consciousness–and I expect the next four years to echo that experience. I hold anticipatory stress and fatigue. I know many readers do not necessarily feel the same; I ask you to please hold space, empathy, and compassion for those of us who dread, regardless of how you judge us and the alarm we feel.

That said, I also feel a tremendous sense of opportunity and possibility. We–progressives, conservatives, and everyone else–get another chance to navigate together the unique jungle of a Trump presidency. I feel confident we can count on unprecedented words and actions, regularly occurring shock and dismay, and escalating emotion and rhetoric. To be clear, I expect this from both ends of the political spectrum, not just the people in office and their affiliates. We are humans, susceptible to triggers that provoke the worst in ourselves as well as one another–that trait knows no political identity.

So how do we choose to show up?

These images come to my mind:

https://thekaratekid.fandom.com/wiki/Crane_Kick?file=Daniel_vs_johny.png
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGJX4XukJEA
https://www.economist.com/books-and-arts/2019/08/15/reagan-and-gorbachevs-tantalising-nuclear-talks-in-reykjavik

Adversarial energy.

It’s a fight, we say. They are our political opponents. Everything is on the line–the economy, our personal safety, our civil rights, democracy itself–our very way of life (and consider that had the election gone the other way, these fears would be the same, just expressed by a different subset of people). Transitions of government should not feel this existentially threatening. And here we are.

How much agency do we each, as individuals, recognize and claim, to influence and impact this sense of adversarial doom and conflict? How much do I, one person, believe I can change how we all do the next four years?

“‘What can I do, I’m only one person?’ said seven billion people.”

I think I/we can do a lot.

First, assess our sense of threat and challenge.
These are distinct yet overlapping stress states, with divergent physiologic responses and consequences. In threat we feel fearful and anxious. Heart rate, blood pressure and blood sugar rise, pupils dilate; gut and immune function shut down. It’s fight or flight, live or die. Threat sensation makes us reactive and impulsive; cognition and judgment play minimal if any role in our thoughts and actions here. Challenge, in contrast, is a state of paradoxically calm activation. I think of it as how elite athletes feel before competition, or how I feel before giving a meaningful presentation. We anticipate with excitement and look forward; we lean in. Cardiovascular, endocrine, cognitive, digestive, and immune functions all remain unimpaired. We are alert and open of mind and perception. We feel stable, strong, flexible, agile, and resilient.
In most stress situations we feel both threat and challenge; the key is to recognize the ratio. If we feel more threatened than challenged, what do we need to modify that balance?
In my experience as student, athlete, physician, parent, friend, speaker, writer, and citizen, the better I recognize where my agency lies, the more my stress scale tips solidly toward challenge. With agency comes empowerment; both victim and perpetrator energy yield to creator vitality and vision. I see how I can help invent a better outcome and future rather than succumbing to or wielding war for it.

Second, decide how we want to show up.
Calm. Commited. Respectful. Mature. Professional. Fully in our integrity. Humane.
Present. Curious. Open. Seeking connection. Humble. Generous. Kind.
What happens when we encounter someone who emits these energies? It’s nonverbal and often ineffable; we feel it, even if we don’t recognize it consciously. Then we mirror it–especially, I think, if that person has status or authority over us (think boss, teacher, parent).
If I choose a fighting stance or the hard and unyielding posture of enemy, how does that immediately affect my counterpart’s nervous system, thus determining how they show up to me? I think we can all recall scenarios of internal fight or flight sensation that either escalated or diffused based on the vibrations and actions of those with power over us.
If you have any influence, any status, any power–potential or real–over anyone, please consider how your energy affects those around you.
And I would argue strongly that we all have this power, know it, like it, want it or not.

Today, this image represents the stance I choose, the energies above that I aspire to effuse:

https://www.iemoji.com/view/emoji/2500/smileys-people/palms-up-together#google_vignette

It feels vulnerable, no question.
But make no mistake, it is not weak.

I Never Thought of It That Way by Mónica Guzmán

Pam Kirst over at Catching My Drift and I have started reading/listening to Mónica Guzmán‘s I Never Thought Of It That Way: How to Have Fearlessly Curious Conversations in Dangerously Divided Times, or INTOIT(W) (pronounced ‘intuit’), as she refers to it. It’s a book of attitudes, skills, and practices, not unlike my favorite book ever, The Art of Possibility. “INTOIT” is the catch phrase that reminds us how to show up in these ‘dangerously divided times’ to de-escalate and diffuse antagonism, to cultivate, maintain, and strengthen our connections. This book and its author speak directly to my personal activist heart–it’s about talking to people, Hallelujah! And let us be clear–respectfully, Mónica–curiosity in political conversations (or any conversations of conflict) is not fearless; it is courageous. It requires self-awareness, self-regulation, and both objectively and subjectively effective communication skills, executed despite that threat stress sensation.
Later this winter, Pam and I may discuss our reflections of the book live on Instagram. Stay tuned!

Chapters of I Never Thought of It That Way
Chapters of I Never Thought of It That Way

What are the values we perceive as violated by those in power? What values did our advocates violate, in our ‘opponents” perspective?

What do we not know?

What assumptions do we make about our ‘adversaries’, and how do they impair understanding, stoke division, and thus perpetuate conflict?

What do we need to influence others to show up more curious, open, humble, generous, and collaborative?
I think we need to be these things ourselves first.
Like I said, vulnerable.
And thus courageous.

Brave. Curious. Humble.
Strong. Stable. Generous. Kind.
Committed. Discerning.
Do no harm. Take no shit. So maybe 🤲 and also 💪 and 🖖.

My stance may change over time, depending on how I can manage my own state of alarm and distress. It’s possible to be respectful and kind playing contact sports. I commit to practicing and training the attitudes and skills that help me show up to any encounter in ways that align with my values of Agape love and connection, so I may have the fewest relational regrets at the end of my life.
I intend to lead by imperfect and dedicated example.

What stance do you choose?

Holding On

Friends, it’s late. It’s Son’s last night at home for break, so we watched movies.
It was glorious.

How was this November for us all? Intense, thick, and full of emotion, I’d say.
Tonight I feel fulfilled and connected, for which I am truly grateful.
Thank you to all who have followed along these thirty days, this tenth year.
Not sure if I will do this again; I have eleven months to decide.
What did we Hold this NaBlo? Let’s review:

  1. Wholeness
  2. Regret
  3. Fear
  4. Fortitude
  5. Gentleness
  6. Space
  7. the Energies
  8. the Work
  9. Awareness
  10. What Helps
  11. Stories of Humanity
  12. Connection
  13. Patience
  14. Presence
  15. Resonance
  16. Polarity
  17. Allyship
  18. Perspective
  19. Understanding
  20. Love
  21. the Activist Heart
  22. the Questions
  23. Honesty
  24. Courage
  25. Strengths
  26. Accountability
  27. Rest
  28. Appreciation
  29. Belonging

I will reread these posts and the intention that initiated them in the coming days and weeks. It felt relevant to write about all of these practices–because looking back, most of them really are practices, not just ideas–with regard to the election and political discourse this month, this year. Yet each post applies to all relationships and all communication.
I intend to continue reflecting, sharing, learning, growing, and connecting.

This holiday season, let us slow down, de-escalate, and focus on the things that matter most. Let us find non-adversarial, respectful, and equanimitous approaches to disagreement, conflict, and collaboration across difference. Let us breathe deeply. Let us make more generous assumptions, speak more humbly, and withhold closure and judgment just a little longer. May open and honest curiosity lead us more than prejudice and bias.

I feel an urgent need to advance and elect people who model these skills exponentially better than those in office today. That is a big lift; I still vacillate between optimism and cynicism for this dream, and for human relationships in general sometimes. Still, we cannot know unless we try. The path remains long and tortuous, so we must help one another train for the journey. The work will outlive me, and likely anyone who reads these words. So Train, Recover, and Connect as my friends at Ethos say–we must stay fit to persist.

The only way out is through; the best way through is together. One breath at a time.

I Hold On for Us tonight and hereafter, my friends. Hold on to our friendships, our loyalties, our connections, our integrity, and our commitments to one another. Let go meanness, petty gibes, ad hominem, and ugliness in general. Hold on to decency, generosity, humility, compassion, and hope.

Onward, friends. One. breath. at a time.