It’s been more than half a year, now, but at the hostel in Oaxaca, in the mornings before the adventurous twenty-something backpackers had woken up yet, I read. In the tiny inner courtyard, with the small mossy fountain and potted plants, there were hammocks and the black cats would walk by, stroke their sides againstContinue reading “forgive us our crazy and unease”
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thoughts from a session: Telling stories for more hopeful futures
To wrap up about the PECS conference in Oaxaca, let me just tell you a little bit about a part of the research presented there that really speaks to me on an emotional level. It is research about stories. We are a storytelling species. (This is so true for me! Anyone who has known meContinue reading “thoughts from a session: Telling stories for more hopeful futures”
thoughts from a session: Teaching sustainability science
[Written for and posted on the official PECSII blog on November 23] Transforming the way we think about education – Reflections from Friday innovative and immersive session “Educating ‘glocally’: place-based research in international sustainability-education” The last day of the conference, just before lunch, I attend a small immersive session on education in sustainability science. Chair,Continue reading “thoughts from a session: Teaching sustainability science”
thoughts from a session: Opening plenary
[Written for and posted on the official PECSII blog on November 8] Power assymetries and global finance: Embracing conflict and connecting with unexpected alliances – Reflections from first plenary on “The role of place-based research for global sustainability and how global drivers affect place” Wednesday morning at Hotel Misión de los Angeles. The air isContinue reading “thoughts from a session: Opening plenary”
unravelling in deathly celebrations, part 2: Día de los Muertos
Yes. Remember. I landed in Oaxaca completely shaken up by delays and jet-lags and what-if-scares. On top of a general exhaustion from being a PhD student. It wasn’t the best of circumstances. Especially to enter straight into the Día de los Muertos celebrations in Oaxaca. There are individuals on the internet who claim that OaxacaContinue reading “unravelling in deathly celebrations, part 2: Día de los Muertos”
thoughts about train-traveling
[Written on September 17th, on trains between Delft and Göttingen] Traveling by train in Europe: All the changes, I have seen many stations, waited on many benches. In some ways, it is stressful. It takes a long time, it is a hassle to carry my bags around, trying to figure out where to go nextContinue reading “thoughts about train-traveling”
glimpses of a fall: the play
In early November, I went to a play together with Hanna and Tora. It was a performance of Athena Farrokhzad’s poem Vitsvit (~ white suite), a monologue of sorts performed by three actors. It was interesting. It explored the immigrant’s experience, being born in another country than your parents, listening to the stories of past timesContinue reading “glimpses of a fall: the play”
how long does it take
I like listening to the radio. These days, they talk a lot about the “refugee crisis”. I don’t know how to deal, so I carry on with my life. I see photographs of crying children, and I start crying too. And then I pick up my smartphone and play a game of Tetris. The disconnectContinue reading “how long does it take”
where I come from
I come from a land of forests and lakes. Small fields and small conglomerates of civilization like satellites among all the green and the blue. It’s never as obvious, as when I return home, flying in over the Mälardalen landscape. The odd grove of deciduous trees have started getting yellow and red edges, on theContinue reading “where I come from”
readings on the beach
Our last afternoon in Lisbon, dad and I took the train out to the beach, to spend some time by the Atlantic with sand between our toes. It was really nice, lying there in the still summer-hot sun, reading, and taking short swims in the chilly Atlantic waves. A last pinch of summer, before weContinue reading “readings on the beach”
Katja Malmborg 