From resistance to resilience
I was sitting at the doctor’s clinic the other day waiting for my turn, checking my emails from my mobile phone, and unintentionally listening to conversations around me. All of them can be summarized in one word: Resistance. A little girl refusing to wear her mask and kept taking it off, disregarding her mother’s several stern instructions. A woman on the phone, intensely refusing an offer to help her reconcile with her husband. The employee behind the desk refusing to listen to a man who in a monotone voice was trying to explain his unwillingness to wait his turn.