excerpt from Sublevel: Report

i was asked to write a piece for Sublevel magazine and it aligned with what felt like a transmission, possibly written in the pace of a Battlestar Galactica cylon hybrid. here’s an excerpt and a link to the full piece!

Task: We must become scholars of belonging.

Need: Separation weakens. It is the main way we are kept (and keep each other) in conditions of oppression.

Truth: Belonging doesn’t begin with other people accepting us. It begins with our acceptance of ourselves. Of the particular life and skin each of us was born into, and the work that that particular birth entails.

Mantra: Where we are born into privilege, we are charged with dismantling any myth of supremacy. Where we are born into struggle, we are charged with claiming our dignity, joy and liberation.

Possibility: From that deep place of belonging to ourselves, we can understand that we are inherently worthy of each other. Even when we make mistakes, harm each other, lose our way, we are worthy.

Practice: Learn to apologize. A proper apology is rooted in this worthiness – “I was at my worst. Even at my worst, I am worthy, so I will grow.”

Practice: Move towards spaces that value us, let ourselves belong to those communities that know they want us, know they need us, know we have worth, know we deserve more than transactional care.”

read more HERE!

the future of children

before She spoke She dashed a hand into the water and pulled out a fish shining with rainbows, limp and stunned by Her touch. She flicked it whole into Her mouth, then pulled out, by the tail, a skeleton, fragile bones clear of flesh, which she returned to the water.

then She said:

love is never a mistake

a lesson
a force of life
a becoming tomorrow
a preparation for self
a landing in divine purpose
yes

never a mistake

love makes the miracle

never in obligation, we know: cause we got to continue
or we want a son
or we already with child so oh well
or cause it’s what people do
or we just lonely

we can make miracles but
it can’t be so much work
please do better

love is always abundant –
we can nurture everyone
who comes in love

but these days
we struggle to nurture our obligations
our shoulds and ‘posed tos
our abandoned experiments
our too-scared-to-do-otherwises
our i-didn’t-thinks

it is a calling, creation

do we love the heart beating in the womb
do you love feeding life from your own miraculous body
do i love dreaming up ways to comfort the inarticulate wailing
do we love the future
love shaping life for survival
love letting go while holding on

all that love is what grants the miracle
the days it is meant to have
and only those days
only as good as our giving

i know those who
survive without love
carve out of themselves
a new heart
press rhythm into it

are they regrets? tch
are you looking backwards? tch

we have no regrets
we have offered our Self to all of them
and now we are looking forward
at our own aging body
diminishing with time
and resilient and fecund
and sacred and willing
and we are saying: only love will survive

love is the only significant factor
in the next stage of evolution

we are beyond the purely biological now
we begin to see that love
is of the body,
and can make of the body
any necessary reality
parenting is not a ticking clock
it is forever
as are we

and still, We mature

the answer is: who do we love
and how?
bring love forward
and sustain it
and we will sustain you

2010 predictions from the Purple House

every new year’s eve, my dear friend jenny lee organizes those around her to make predictions for the coming year. each year, we read the predictions from the year before for the first time and see what came to pass, and then write our new ones.

i wanted share some of the highlights from our collective 2010 predictions (they span from personal to communal, from Detroit-wide to an intergallactic scale). i added some updates in parentheses. enjoy:

my mother and father will live together in the same place.
i miss you mom.

i will make a remarkable break through in my writing. (the person who read this out loud [we don’t know who wrote it originally], emily lawsin, had three poems published this year)

allied media conference and us social forum will be exhausting successes for the city.

rap will get a little better.
30 new Detroit hip-hop albums.
a new classic album from Detroit will drop (we all started shouting – Black Milk! Korona! Danny Brown! Boog Brown! Apollo Brown!).
hip-hop will start to appear on oldies stations (sterling got us laughing on how the radio would go from anita baker to tupac now).

jenny lee will find the rest of her room (painted, with dance studio. gorgeous!)

obama pulls the troops (we all shrugged, “yeah, kind of -right…?”
weed gets legalized. (been done that)(right?)

more burning candles, sun gets brighter, pretty flowers.
free energy.
less syllables.
new nicknames acquired by all!

5 more people move detroit after the AMC and USSF. [yes! including my new friend Becca].
4 new community groups in Detroit (yes, started naming and couldn’t stop!)
Grace turns 95! This coming to pass was a highlight of my year 🙂
Bob-lo (an island with a special boat that goes there) back in use. (generally, sort of, yes)
detroit will win a championship! (we all looked at each other like – someone did right? red wings?)
at least 1 article that explains the awesomeness of detroit that 10,000 people read (more than 1).
more people will claim detroit who are from the suburbs.
economy will not noticeably shift on the ground here. (did and didn’t)

someone i love will get pregnant. (we all nodded vigorously, for different people)
two couples i love will get married (we all nodded, for many of the same people, some of them family)

a new social network will make Facebook as old as Myspace. {twitter. some folks said they didn’t have twitter and we just kind of side smiled at them in pity.}

bike more! (we nodded, remembering)

madly in love (we all smiled and several sweet glances occurred)
more love thoughts
i’m finally ok with just letting things be

back to the future (was re-released!)

mike medow will become a dj superstar extraordinaire. (we all laughed because the big plan for the night was going to see mikey dj!)

we’re prescient together.