Personal reflection and critique can be a worthwhile practice, but don't let it extend too far into a justification that denies you the space and invitation to participate.
Have you found yourself holding back from participation? You are not alone. Listen to this segment
from NPR. Have you ever felt this way?
It feels remiss not to include this brief poem by Whitman to reiterate the important points from the broadcast.
O ME! O life!
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Of the endless trains of the faithless—of cities fill’d with the foolish; | |
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) | |
Of eyes that vainly crave the light—of the objects mean—of the struggle ever renew’d; | |
Of the poor results of all—of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me; | 5 |
Of the empty and useless years of the rest—with the rest me intertwined; | |
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life? | |
That you are here—that life exists, and identity; | |
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse. |
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