Our Brain on Fascism and Fear (and I mean all of us)

I follow Fr. James Martin on Facebook. You might know him because he’s a favorite guest on Stephen Colbert’s show. And he’s written a ton of books. He’s also done a lot of very public work with the LGBTQIA population, even meeting with Pope Francis a couple of times and getting his blessing to continue that work. He is a light, for sure.

And he has a new podcast. So the other day, I was scrolling facebook and I see that the newest podcast is an interview with Sr. Helen Prejean, whom you might recall is the subject of the movie Dead Man Walking. Her work in the anti-death penalty arena is epic. She affected me deeply long ago at the beginning of my attempt to overcome depression, which included my path back to my spiritual traditions.

It’s only because of people like Fr. Martin and Sr. Prejean (and the current pope) that I can stomach my own attraction/connection to (mystical) Catholicism.

Anyway, she pops up on my facebook feed, saying something about the dignity of human life and how it’s lost when we think we can take a life for any reason.

And I was overcome with anger and shame all commingled together.

I have always been ardently anti-death penalty.

There are too many humans on death row who shouldn’t be there and there is too much room for error and racism in the legal system.

Listening to her, I realized how much I have moved away from that belief.

It’s complicated.

There are humans right now on this planet who are committing crimes against humanity, much like those committed during WWII. The trials of those people and the punishment after were just and justified.

But I could hear Sr. Prejean reminding me that to be kept in prison for the rest of your life is also punishment. She has many more arguments against my animal level thoughts and I know she’s right but still I cling to wanting vengeance.

I am tired… I am so tired of people never facing consequences for their actions. Whether that cruelty is happening at the family level or the government level, my brain wants justice.

Then I came across this video I’ve included here and it’s worth your time to watch the whole thing, but some things really stood out and stuck for me.

What fascism actually is

This young woman brought some things to light that I, with all of my studies of Germany and the rise of naziism, have never heard anyone speak about.

She asserts (and I agree with her) that fascism is not a set of beliefs but an identity structure.

So when we try to argue with facts and evidence, those things are seen as an attack on that person’s identity. They literally cannot accept what you’re saying or their sense of self will collapse.

They think they are part of a chosen and “purified” community and that is their safety in a world that is frightening to them. (For a wide variety of reasons but I think for a lot of them it comes down to brain structure and that’s another blog post.)

Where fascism comes from

Fascism can only arise during times of great fear. Germans were starving and they felt humiliated, for example. It’s more complicated in the United States than what I want to write about here, but the fear here is also related to economics and racism.

Fear.

A brain that is always in fear response wires differently. Over time, that brain changes and the way that person perceives the world becomes more fearful.

Fear leads to changed perspective and that leads to more fear and the downward spiral goes on and on.

Fear hurts all of us

But it’s not just people susceptible to the brainwashing of fascism that are affected. All of us are being affected by the daily onslaught of fear.

Our brains are changing and we have to become aware of this so we can fight it.

In that video, one sentence stood out to me: “Fear narrows moral perception.”

My God, I thought, that is what has happened to me.

My brain, being lit on fire with fear over this last year, has changed. My moral perception has narrowed, and in that narrowing, I crave vengeance. I want blood.

That’s not me. That’s fear.

What we can do to correct for this

First and above all, just become aware, right? If I had not watched this video and then seen Sr. Prejean and been triggered into shame, I would not have noticed this was happening. And that is scary in and of itself.

Second, now that I’m aware, I can have a little talk with myself and that has made a big difference already.

But third, we need to take daily actions that fend off the fear, that bolster our empathy.

I am doing more spiritual practices. I’m reading Thomas Merton again and Franciscan thought and Dorothy Day… all the great spiritual thinkers I have long admired and looked to in difficult times.

I am in a process of remembering myself.

(If you’re needing a safe space to talk about your own fears and to express challenges and joys, this is just a reminder that I have a very small private group on Facebook that you can ask to be added to.)

Back at it: daily dance and the problem of boredom

Though I had a week with an exhausting head cold that interrupted my new routine, I have been getting back to daily dance. I have been managing a half hour. And for working by myself, this is a good start amount.

In the recent past when I’ve tried to do this, I immediately feel a deep boredom, so I thought back to my practices years ago and came up with a couple of…

Key “rules”

  • I can’t force myself into using music that I think I “should.” Yes, even I have this issue. I go into practice thinking I “need” to work on serious pieces. Nope. Whatever works is the best thing.

  • So I’ve been using a lot of pop music for now. Like this list and also this list that triggers joy molecules from my tween years at the skating rink.

  • And the most important rule of all: the second I feel bored with the music and/or my movement, I change the song. Sometimes that means fast-forwarding through a few songs at a time, waiting for my body to respond.

  • Finally, I always start with seated tummy circles, like I start just about every single class I teach. Or if I’m feeling extra dull or sad, I start with Mud Body and then go into seated tummy circles. I ritualize the start of my own practice time just like I do classes and this tells my body, here we go, and it grounds me… helps me to let go of work or overthinking.

Other rules to keep in mind about this sort of practice:

  • Don’t change your clothes if that’s getting in the way. Dance in whatever you’re wearing. Or maybe only change your pants. (I do that one a LOT.)

  • Don’t fret about space. You can dance in a closet.

  • Set time goals for yourself but don’t force it. But also don’t just give up. Find that delicate balance between the two.

  • Maybe find a friend (like me!) who could help you with accountability.

  • If you hear a song while you’re driving or doing something else that gets an immediate response from your body, make sure to put that on a list.

Let me know if you have any issues with getting into a daily practice or if there are any questions I can help you with.

Is my work even needed right now?

Trust me… I spend a lot of time thinking about the necessity of my work in our current context. I question the need and if it’s trivial or even frivolous.

Thankfully I have some good people in my circles who pull me back from that.

In particular, Linda Soto (whom many of you know), said something during one of my most recent moments of despair that has stuck with me and seems the clearest YES to my work:

What I do (and what she does) is TRIAGE.

Life is really hard right now, and if you’re paying attention at all (and really, that is the most basic thing we should all be doing at this point), you’re probably often feeling really beat up. Injured. Traumatized.

And we can’t function at our highest levels from those states, and we need to be functioning from our highest levels right now. All of us. With each and every one of our gifts.

Not everyone is made to or capable of going out and protesting in the streets but we all have something that is needed.

That’s where my work comes in.

You need to take time to process. To feel. To rest. To restore. And to feel some joy in community because joy is sustaining.

As usual, I’m running Quickie Kundalini yoga and a Thursday evening Peony Somatic Dance, but I’ve also added a 45 minute Wednesday mid morning Peony class.

Go here for more info and registration.

And if you know anyone who needs this work, please pass it along.

Wonder, Whimsy, & Winter Curriculums

I wasn’t really thinking about the whole word of the year thing and then…

Over the weekend I had a delightful conversation with a long time friend/student from long ago, and she said some things that helped ideas in my own head that had been floating around for months to finally coalesce.

Word(s) of the year for 2026

Then my phrase of the year just became obvious. Like, I didn't have to think about it at all. It was just THERE... like something that grew out of the earth:

WONDER AND WHIMSY

So first question: Are you doing a word or phrase? Do you have it yet?

At the same time as I’ve been thinking about things that that conversation helped me to solidify, I’ve also been contemplating the idea of creating personal curriculums. It’s a cool thing going around on TikTok right now.

Personal Curriculum: What and How

We all consume a lot of media — whether online or via books or streaming... We take in a lot, but do we engage with the material?

Obviously some of it is just meant to kinda… pass through us. But there’s a lot that we take in and release that’s deserving of more of our time and attention and thought.

I miss this aspect of college and graduate school: reading literature and then sitting in a room of people who are also interested in literature and we’re dissecting and diving deep and extracting. We’re talking; we’re arguing; we’re writing papers.

And then those works really become a part of us. They inform our identity and how we view the world.

So for this personal curriculum idea, there are a few important components:

  1. Pick questions to ask yourself. I saw one person working on the idea of good and evil, for example. Another was investigating how authoritarianism develops. But it doesn’t have to be that serious. I’m looking into redeveloping some sense of my original wonder and whimsy.

  2. Put together a course and a time limit. I’ll be working from January through mid May. Like a college’s winter/spring semester.

  3. Your course can have books, articles, movies. Whatever you want. You’re the professor here and the student. My course is the stack of books in the photo but I’m still developing it so that might change. (Or I should say, one of my courses.)

  4. Have a notebook or some sort of cataloging/writing/thinking process in order before you start. I’ll be using a journal for the most part.

  5. Bonus: have some people who are also doing this. Check in with each other. Maybe even have chats now and then to share what you’re excited about or stuck on.

And keep in mind, as I hinted at, you don’t have to stick to one curriculum. I’m developing this one, plus another designed to reignite my geek brain around movement and dance, and a third that is purely physical.

Furthermore, this personal curriculum is just one aspect of how I’ll be playing with and exploring the ideas of wonder and whimsy in 2026, and of course, I’ll keep you up to date now and then about what’s happening.

(May 2026 be better than this terrible year.)

"Breathe and wait" meets its perfect time of year

I’ve been yelling/teaching/prompting “breathe and wait” in classes since the earliest days of Girl on Fire Movement Studio (RIP beautiful studio). Now I tend not to say it enough (and I’ll be changing that). But also? I myself do not always really hear it even as it comes out of my own damn mouth.

And of course, this prompt is not just for movement class but it’s meant to — via movement classes — become so engrained in us that it leads in our wider lives.

Right now? This season of anticipation (advent, the coming solstice, all of it…) and this season of endings (calendars might be made up but they’re based on real things like the sun’s travels and the moon’s cycles)… it seems like the perfect season to really practice breathe and wait in our daily lives and rituals.

Instead of hustling more or seeing how much you can get done in these last days of this year (and how do we continue to hear that advice from the whole coaching community still???)… instead of hustling, let’s just stop.

Let’s breathe and wait.

Breathe and wait to see what peace we can find in these quiet darker days.

Breathe and wait to discern what’s working in our lives — from relationships to routines to work to practices of all kinds.

Breathe and wait.

Pause. Observe. Feel. Listen. Just wait.

Breathe and wait is always followed by allow but we’ll let that off to the side for now.

I felt myself going into hustle mode about halfway through November. I was freaking out about projects I didn’t accomplish this year and I was looking for ways to squeeze them in and luckily I noticed and I stopped.

These last days as we wind down are just not the time for that.

I’m going to focus on connection, rest, and simmering.

I’ll be breathing and waiting as I:

  • Get back into paper based journaling and planners and what a joy this has been. Slowing down enough to write slowly instead of hammering away at a computer has been both difficult and delightful.

  • Read more and more and more. And read more deeply. I’m planning a personal curriculum for the winter semester and I’ll be writing about that some time soon.

  • Turn on twinkle lights and light candles and stretch in the evening on the floor with cats milling about.

  • Dream about what’s possible without laying down any really solid plans.

  • Connect to my loves and my inner circle of peeps.

What about you?

Special Event at OSU Open to the Public

That was a strange headline to write for this Penn State girl, that’s for sure! I almost couldn’t! HA

But I do live in enemy territory, I mean, Columbus… mere blocks from the campus. And I’ve been invited to lead a really cool somatic break during finals week that is also open to the wider public. Free. Just register here. (Make sure to register soon because we’re limiting the number and it’s filling.)

The super cool part of this is that I’m leading it in a great black box theatre space inside the Wexner Center for the Arts.

Craig and I attended a dance piece here about three years ago and I told him it was a space like I DREAM of teaching and working in and so here we are (photo from that time).

More steps to recovering my healthy brain: my algorithms

I’ve been taking a lot more steps beyond all of my movement to recover my healthier brain. So I’ll be writing about this much more over the coming months.

I had such a great experience of how much we control our algorithms this weekend. We know this, but a lot of the time we're not really owning the responsibility and we blame the platforms but they're just tools. (Please keep in mind that this isn’t about TikTok. That’s just my example.)

So my TikTok started out all fun and dance. I got it right after January 6th to deal with the stress. Over time, it become super politicized and I've been kinda drowning in that every time I go over there... but again... that's because THAT is what *I* was watching and engaging with.

Well, this weekend, I suddenly got obsessed with Journal Tok. This has been slowly seeping into my FYP (for you page/discover space) for some time, but this weekend, I stayed with the videos (and they can be longer form) and I engaged.

About the same time, some literary and philosophy academics had been hanging around my edges too so I started to really watch those. And then the witchy stuff. And some super liberal Catholic peeps.

So now?!?! My TikTok is like some fucking cozy cottage of all of my favorite things.

IT ACTUALLY SOOTHES MY NERVOUS SYSTEM. Yep.

I have more to say about those topics that I'm diving into specifically but this is a reminder that you are in charge of everything you put into your brain and body. (As Thich Nhat Hanh would say.)

I'm not suddenly taking some privileged road and not paying attention to the wider world. I still know all the things that are going on, BUT I have this little space where I can swim in dreams. (And intentionality but more on that soon.)

Only the real me here, no AI

I just added this note to the pop up that new readers get, inviting them to subscribe to the newsletter that will bring them my blogs:

A PROMISE: I will avoid all Generative AI and will never use it for writing, images, or design. You get only the real me here.

This is important to me. As a writer, it’s important that my words are my words, as imperfect as they may be. It’s important that my voice is mine and not filtered in any way.

If you’re using any generative AI, I ask you to take some time to research all the reasons you shouldn’t be, including but not limited to:

And, of course, using Generative AI is just putting more money in the pockets of the uber wealthy, who benefit greatly by getting rid of actual humans who need to be paid and given health insurance.

So yeah… NEVER HERE.