Sometimes, inspiration comes when I least expect it. And today it came over a simple lunch with three women human rights lawyers, from South Africa, Argentina, and the US. In my little world, they often sit on the other side of the process, and at one point, when I have a case to bring, we will likely get into heated disagreements.
But today was just lunch: grilled salmon over some kind of puree and a discussion of how we can better support communities in accessing redress mechanisms, how we can shift the development model to be more inclusive, how we deal with security issues when working in difficult countries, and how each of us landed in this weird niche of international human rights law; a discussion of yoga, boot camp, and twin babies.
On my walk from the restaurant back to my office in Dupont Circle, I looked up and into the shiny office buildings, the red leaves lingering on trees, the cars and people jetting by with purpose, and the white clouds dotting the sky. On days like this, I feel like I can do this work here.
Little reminders to keep going. It's been a very challenging week.