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02.20 | may your year of the fire horse be fun~
I’m not one to believe in horoscope-based superstitions, but something in the air truly does feel different this winter.
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I’m not one to believe in horoscope-based superstitions, but something in the air truly does feel different this winter.
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It often feels like we’ve been shouting so much our throats are getting hoarse. We balk at the thought of another post, another meeting, or another protest. Yet, staying quiet consumes us with guilt. We spiral into depression.
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Or as some stranger on the bus today put it, “I was thinking New York winters were getting kind of wussy, but I guess not!”
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This year, I’m glad I get the choice to focus on something somewhat more hopeful and vastly more interesting instead: Indigenous voices in international climate change!
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Being doubtful of a young upstart with few inroads into the system is a fair critique! I worry about it myself!
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It’s Halloween here in New York City, probably my favorite non-holiday holiday!
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What propelled me forward was Hao’s deeply humanist take on AI in general, and her ability to the entire American AI industry into a very historical, very societal, and very global context.
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How frustrating must it feel to go out on a downward trend?
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Basically, across eight days, I non-stop lived and breathed “Climate.”
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Be careful what kind of stories you're telling yourself. They shape the entire world.
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In my early 20s, confronted by tales of monetary woe as friends of mine attended bridal showers, bachelorettes, weddings etcetera that they could barely afford, I made a secret plea to the gods that be - let this be a very rare thing in my life, I wanted very little part of any of it.
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Take a hint from nature, she encouraged, and allow yourself to rest. Get cozy and replenish yourself, your body and mind will thank you for it when it blooms as everything else blooms.