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Feb. 5th, 2025 12:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sorcyressCommunity is good!
I keep saying this, like a mantra, because it is truly The Thing that is making all that (*waves hand vaguely at the end of the world*) bearable or hope-holding or anything at all. The world is ending, but Community Is Good, and as long as I can keep taking acts that center community, I am making the world a little bit better.
So today's acts of community, today's things that are keeping me together:
*I'm gonna have a student teacher this semester, and I had her in for the first time today. She's an undergrad, so it's one of those "once a week" dealies and not every day dealie. I'm happy about it, and she seems happy about it, and gosh, just having a second adult in the room increases my patience and the students' focus and everyone does a better job at everything.
It's also nice because given my druthers, I will never stop talking, ever, so it's enjoyable to have someone I can never stop talking *to*.
*Therapy today, where we mostly skirted past the broad strokes (I did at least try and be like "hey Jenn, would love The Secret All Therapists Know about how to survive in the right now" and got back a "yeah, me too") to try and focus on the here-and-now. Bonus commiseration about the fact that I've been sick again since the last time I saw her (the whole food poisoning thing I had a couple weeks ago) and so has she (something undisclosed, because professionalism)
I really like that I can speak with my therapist like a real person, that if I saw her on the street in passing I wouldn't be afraid to be "oh sup Jenn" and exchange a few sentences. In another life we might even have been friends! I feel bad every once in a while that the nature of our relationship means that I can't know her as intimately as she knows me, but I do recognize that's literally what therapy is about.
*This evening I went (somewhat impromptu) to see a student performance, since my school is showing off in some big theatre showcase this weekend. It was, essentially, previews season of a little one-act play that was quite charming! Of the seven actors onstage, two of them are specific students of mine, and I look forward to commending them in class tomorrow.
I love theatre. Even when it's a story I wouldn't have necessarily chosen on my own to consume, live theatre has such a vim to it that it nearly always feels good. I like watching the choices of directors and actors, the invisibility of techs (they did a particularly nice job with this one) and the goofiness of theatre kids --because this was a preview performance, there were really only like...30 or 40 people in the auditorium, and probably half of those were other members of the high school theatre department. I wound up sitting behind a bunch of them who were having an *extremely* lively pre-show discussion philosophizing about how to count humans and if you grew your hair to the mass of yourself, if that would make you two people. Silly fun stuff! Very enjoyable to lurk about!
*As I was exiting the T, I glanced back into the train and saw a man with *amazing* orange and green hair. I pointed and managed an excited "ILOVEYOURHAIR" with a thumbs up just as the doors were closing, and he had time to flash me a huge smile and a peace sign in return.
Community is good! Small community, big community, community of strangers and therapists and students and friends. Community is goooood.
~Sor
MOOP!
I keep saying this, like a mantra, because it is truly The Thing that is making all that (*waves hand vaguely at the end of the world*) bearable or hope-holding or anything at all. The world is ending, but Community Is Good, and as long as I can keep taking acts that center community, I am making the world a little bit better.
So today's acts of community, today's things that are keeping me together:
*I'm gonna have a student teacher this semester, and I had her in for the first time today. She's an undergrad, so it's one of those "once a week" dealies and not every day dealie. I'm happy about it, and she seems happy about it, and gosh, just having a second adult in the room increases my patience and the students' focus and everyone does a better job at everything.
It's also nice because given my druthers, I will never stop talking, ever, so it's enjoyable to have someone I can never stop talking *to*.
*Therapy today, where we mostly skirted past the broad strokes (I did at least try and be like "hey Jenn, would love The Secret All Therapists Know about how to survive in the right now" and got back a "yeah, me too") to try and focus on the here-and-now. Bonus commiseration about the fact that I've been sick again since the last time I saw her (the whole food poisoning thing I had a couple weeks ago) and so has she (something undisclosed, because professionalism)
I really like that I can speak with my therapist like a real person, that if I saw her on the street in passing I wouldn't be afraid to be "oh sup Jenn" and exchange a few sentences. In another life we might even have been friends! I feel bad every once in a while that the nature of our relationship means that I can't know her as intimately as she knows me, but I do recognize that's literally what therapy is about.
*This evening I went (somewhat impromptu) to see a student performance, since my school is showing off in some big theatre showcase this weekend. It was, essentially, previews season of a little one-act play that was quite charming! Of the seven actors onstage, two of them are specific students of mine, and I look forward to commending them in class tomorrow.
I love theatre. Even when it's a story I wouldn't have necessarily chosen on my own to consume, live theatre has such a vim to it that it nearly always feels good. I like watching the choices of directors and actors, the invisibility of techs (they did a particularly nice job with this one) and the goofiness of theatre kids --because this was a preview performance, there were really only like...30 or 40 people in the auditorium, and probably half of those were other members of the high school theatre department. I wound up sitting behind a bunch of them who were having an *extremely* lively pre-show discussion philosophizing about how to count humans and if you grew your hair to the mass of yourself, if that would make you two people. Silly fun stuff! Very enjoyable to lurk about!
*As I was exiting the T, I glanced back into the train and saw a man with *amazing* orange and green hair. I pointed and managed an excited "ILOVEYOURHAIR" with a thumbs up just as the doors were closing, and he had time to flash me a huge smile and a peace sign in return.
Community is good! Small community, big community, community of strangers and therapists and students and friends. Community is goooood.
~Sor
MOOP!
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on 2025-02-06 05:17 am (UTC)I had basically this exchange with my therapist tonight.
Putting good energy into the universe in your direction. And mine. And all of ours.
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on 2025-02-08 01:34 am (UTC)...also I plan to spread horny trans cheer. Who will stop me? GOD?