Apparently I have some resistance to writing about resistance, because when I search for “resistance” in seven years’ worth of daily blogging, these are the posts that appear:
This may be a sign of resistance, but I don’t see how those posts are about resistance, defined as following:
re·sis·tance | \ ri-ˈzi-stən(t)s \
1a : an act or instance of resisting : OPPOSITION
b : a means of resisting
2 : the power or capacity to resist: such as
a : the inherent ability of an organism to resist harmful influences (such as disease, toxic agents, or infection)
b : the capacity of a species or strain of microorganism to survive exposure to a toxic agent (such as a drug) formerly effective against it
3 : an opposing or retarding force
4a : the opposition offered by a body or substance to the passage through it of a steady electric current
b : a source of resistance
5 : a psychological defense mechanism wherein a patient rejects, denies, or otherwise opposes the therapeutic efforts of a psychotherapist
6 often capitalized : an underground organization of a conquered or nearly conquered country engaging in sabotage and secret operations against occupation forces and collaborators
Perhaps I have a resistance to writing about resistance because it can be so exhausting to deal with resistance. When I encounter resistance (definitions #1 and #3 ) that doesn’t make sense to me, it can affect my sleep and perhaps my natural resistance to disease (definition #2).
I often notice my own resistance to:
Yesterday, I had some resistance to taking photos, so I have only these images to share:
A peace sign is one of my favorite signs of resistance.
Do you notice any resistance to leaving a comment?
I’m never aware of any resistance to my expressing gratitude to all who help me create these daily posts, including YOU.