please give anything you are able for my friend Omar and his family from Gaza. they lost their home to the zionist army’s bombing and had to relocate to a school-turned-shelter that was also threatened by the occupation forces, and had to relocate again, now to just a tent. they have been living out of a tent this whole winter. please help and share
please give anything you are able and at least share especially if you have a wide reach of followers. Omar is so used to being ignored and denied authenticity as a Black Palestinian man.
What helped me write trauma better is remembering that the nervous system learns predictions. If danger used to come after quiet, calm can feel threatening. If kindness used to come with a price, kindness can feel suspicious. So healing is not just “they know they’re safe now.” Healing is the slow, annoying, deeply unfair process of teaching the body that the old prediction is not always the present truth.
I think it’s cute how so many art movements are simply called “new art” to differentiate “not like the old stuff”. Contemporary dance. New wave fashion. Pop (literally popular) music. Art Nouveau. Modernism. Postmodernism. Even terms starting with neo- (neo-classicism, neo-expressionism) all are just saying NEW ART. And yet all of these things are now distinctive styles of the past. It’s kind of beautiful how humanity never stops outgrowing itself. Art is a state of matter that refuses to sit still, old as soon as it is new, original upon its thousandth performance, new forever so long as there is someone who has not yet seen it, and old the second the artist picks up their instrument again.
