Our book club started as a way to connect over ideas but it's become this space where we perform our politics for each other instead of actually listening. We're all progressives but we're so afraid of saying the wrong thing that we've stopped saying anything real, and I miss the intimacy we used to have.
More people experience this than they realize.
The desire to belong can corrupt the very vulnerability that creates true belonging.
“Where Are You with Ubuntu love — the communal dimension?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.