Good morning, Privilege, my constant companion.
I am grateful for the showering of daily gifts, through no doing of my own.
Amidst these gifts, I acknowledge also the ways that your favoritism damages others, hampering my ability to ever be whole.
I am from…
I am from the big house on Main Street.
I am from the living room with the recliners and the couch in front of the big wooden color TV—not the restored and decorated Victorian half of the house, reserved only for entertaining and special occasions.
I am from my own room, with legos, in a maze of doors built in 1911 connecting each of my siblings’ rooms.
(A poem written as part of the White Ally Learning Lab workshop, March 12, 2011)
Privilege is like a corrupt politician with pockets full of hush money.
It has something to hide.
It holds influence in circles where I would rather not look.
It seeks to cover a long-term ugliness with a supply of short-sighted rewards.
It pushes its riches, status, and inheritance on me, such that I might forget [...]Continue Reading →
I was on the facilitator team for breakout groups during a 2-day workshop with Dr. Riane Eisler, author of The Chalice and the Blade and The Real Wealth of Nations.Continue Reading →
From July to October 2009 I co-produced Green Business Camp Santa Cruz 2009, sponsored by Inner Light Ministries. My participation evolved into serving as the project manager, communications director, and emcee for this event. The event engaged over 100 participants and several sponsors who are passionate about creating positive environmental and social impact through their businesses.Continue Reading →