Eradicate Silence: Break the Chains of Brokenness

Eradicate silence. When I hear those words I think power, strength, durability, and fear. Lots of fear. Why do I need to eradicate silence? That sounds too scary. And what does it mean? Eradicate is a strong, powerful word. I chose it because I think that silence, the type of silence I’m talking about, is powerful. And needs a stronger verb to accompany it and hopefully subdue it. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. 

Vision: Start with Why

Let’s start with why. Simon Sinek style. If you don’t know Simon Sinek you should. He does an amazing Ted Talk about his concept the Golden Circle. Inspiring leaders start with why they do something, how they do it, and what they do to achieve it. Instead of the reverse, which is how most of us do it. He says it waay better so check out his TedTalk and in his book

Refocusing my mission & vision

2021 is just around the corner, and it’s given me hope for the future, not just my own, or Wari Tumas but also for our world. Slowly I’ve been working on clearly defining my goals, rebranding, and creating a purpose for this blog. I started Wari Tumas because I wanted to be authentic and real and have truthful vulnerable conversations. As I started this blog the hardest parts of 2020 happened.

3 ways that being TCK sets you up for success in the professional world

I am currently on the job hunt and have been thinking through some of the typical questions that get asked in interview questions, “what are your strengths and what sets you apart from others?” I had the typical answers on the tip of my tongue, I’m passionate, hardworking, and a self-starter. And I thought, most people are.

God, please make me perfect: The unanswered prayer of a missionary kid

Okay fine. I never actually prayed those exact words. But boy did I pray for perfection. I prayed for perfection without realizing it or naming it. I felt this heavy burden, this sinister desire to be perfect. A perfect missionary kid for my parents, for my family’s support churches, for the mission, for people around me and especially for me.

What my skin color means: Seeing privilege and oppression on a Walmart run

I consider my skin color to be like my favorite coffee order, a Mocha. But if I’m being real with myself and with you, I’m probably more of a white chocolate mocha. I was born to a black mother and a white father. And on paperwork, I’d list my ethnicity as Pacific Islander, White, and Black. Or “Other” when I can’t choose all three. 

Sticking in like a sore thumb…

I’ve always felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb, my whole life. Whether I was the only student in my class with an American accent or the only person of color in a room (Whether it be lighter than the rest, or a tad darker).

Hi, nice to meet you.

I’m Jodie. I’m from everywhere and nowhere. I am struggling with identity and who I am. I’m seeking connectedness with myself and with others. And I’m searching for a community of like-minded people.

Let’s chat!

If any of this resonates with you, if you have thoughts, ideas, or just talk, please reach out to me. I would love to hear from you!