jessa

Reflections on becoming

  • Poking a wasp nest

    When I was young, I learned that poking a wasp nest stirs the wasps, and the next thing you do is run away as fast as you can because the wasps will hunt you down. The lesson I learned was that wasps are not aggressive until you disturb their peace. And who doesn’t like peace, Read more


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  • Late-night musings #26

    If you don’t lord over it, you’re a slave to it. Read more


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  • Some notes if you want to build a reading habit

    A friend once asked me how I can still find time to read books. First, reading has become accessible because I have an e-book reader. Though I still read from printed books, I mostly read through my Kobo Glo HD (which has led me to many unexpected conversations with friends and strangers). I am also Read more


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  • The gradual normalization of wrongdoing

    If only right and wrong, good and evil, were color-coded, we could see clearly which way to go and what not to do if we desire doing good. But wrong and evil often seem good (at first) until you are hooked and trapped. Then, you are either already knee-deep in them before you realize you’re Read more


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  • Knowledge isn’t enough

    In my 20s, I was all about acquiring knowledge and I pursued it through graduate studies (because I was convinced that undergraduate degrees were not enough for a woman to compete in a male-saturated field of engineering), hours of countless training, and the acquisition of certifications that were often too many (or irrelevant). Oh how Read more


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Reflections on becoming

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