As I seek to maximize the moment, I am also trying to be as authentically me as I can be – one that is ever shifting. I am not who I was even a month ago. I can feel it. Those closest to me can sense it.

“Imagination is one of the Spoils of colonization, which in many ways is claiming who gets to imagine the future for a given geography. Losing imagination is a symptom of trauma. Reclaiming the right to dream the future, strengthening the muscle to imagine together as Black people, is a revolutionary decolonizing activity.” - Adrienne Maree Brown

It is three days after. After what? After what I refer to as not-so-super Tuesday. Let’s give a bit more context (you know I love context).

A few friends/colleagues encouraged me to write about the simmering rage I referred to in an earlier writing. I am doing so by writing about this experience through my senses in an attempt to share the multisensory experience of deep cognition - knowing.

There continues to be interest in and commitment to bringing the lived experiences and words of those most impacted into strategy, program development, research, and evaluation. Frequently referred to as “voice,” this valuing of the emotions and perceptions of people reflects a shift in the type of information traditionally relied upon to design, implement, and understand the effectiveness of those endeavors.