Last Friday, just before leaving for my dentist’s office, my husband reminded me about the party. And my already low holiday spirits sunk further.
First of all, I hate going to the dentist and even though I love my current one. 1,276 more words
I am now officially one third of the way to obtaining my Master’s degree in International Relations. Yes, I know, technically that’s not a Politics degree; but after studying the two at an undergraduate level and experiencing some overlap between classes at a graduate level, I feel these can be applied to both. 788 more words
In posting about some of the ethical, political, and ideological challenges (and indeed, the possible neo-colonial effects) of the widespread adaptation of meditation practice or mindfulness training across various settings, I’ve come to realise that I am brushing up against a broader issue about the secularisation of Buddhist teachings. 743 more words
It is not officially finals until a drink is poured, and tonight it’s family recipe bourbon slush. Ironically I am reading Emerson, who argues that the true Poet needs no mind-altering drugs to find “new passages in nature”, when “the metamorphosis is possible”. 22 more words
My new article in the Journal of Intervention and Statebuilding just came out yesterday. All comments most welcome!
“Twenty years after the end of the Rwandan genocide, knowledge production on the small country of a thousand hills remains a clamorous battle ground of post- and decolonial power and influence. 231 more words