IT TOOK ME YEARS TO UNDERSTAND:
Collective liberation has many perspectives.
Only doing the inner work – separately, in our atomic households – won’t be enough.
We need community. We need connection. We need to take various collective actions to fight oppression where we see it.
But there’s that inner work, too. Profound. Slow. Rarely easy. Never comfortable.
But always always always worth it.
As a political commentator who talks about different forms and systems of external oppression, I’m also interested in my own personal transformation. In this platform, I share with you tools, frameworks, authors, and anything of value I have found to lead a life of authenticity.
Imperfectly, yes – but to do it any way.
LATEST POSTS
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The normality and commonness of a quarter-life crisis
I think, by accident, I might forever associate this post with Michael Jackson. You see, I started writing it at an airport in Frankfurt, where, inadequately dressed, I was sort of on my way home from Salvador. I was at a coffee shop that, for some reason, played Jackson’s hits for hours, and, since to…
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How I Proudly Participated in Salvador Pride
“This is the music they usually play at gay clubs,” my new friend told me while we were passing, in a bouncy, dance-like way, several platforms. “OR…Well, it’s simply what many clubs in Europe play,” I said as we continued our dancing and made our way to one of those platforms. Soon, all of them…
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Another Leap (this time to the South)
For a second, Frankfurt looked like Bangkok: grey tallish buildings with a lot of trees in between them. It instantly took me back to 2011 – I remembered looking through the windows of the BKK skytrain on my way from the airport with awe, not being able to realise that I was indeed in Thailand.…
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Exploring Lithuania©
“On one hand, I understand that you’re here and seeing you on this bus does feel natural somehow, but on the other hand, it all feels so surreal!” – I was telling my good college friend who came to visit me in Lithuania this August. We were on our way from the airport to the…
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France (Nice): Fake Arrogance of a Fake Local
After I said goodbye to my sister, I did what I‘ve been successfully doing for years now: I was slowly going home, as I like to call it. In this case, going back to Lithuania from Ireland happened to be through Nice and then a bit of Italy. This route was dictated to me by Ryanair.…
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Ireland: a long-awaited apology
The first time I visited Ireland was back in 2007, the summer before my freshman year in college (yes, now you can more or less successfully calculate my age). “Ah, finally, after all those years of English, I’m going to an English-speaking country for the first time…” I thought, naively, hoping to understand people around…
MORE ABOUT ME
My name is Justina, nice to see you here.
I’m a political commentator, travel, language, and pet enthusiast, an educator, and someone who has a deep desire to share valuable resources with others.
Because I know too well what it means to not be living out of your values: not to speak out, not to bring your full you to work, and not to do what’s truly meaningful to you. I’ve been there myself and I know what it does to your soul.
If you’re there, I want to help YOU to leave by sharing different tools and frameworks ❤️
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