"I experience coming through the doors at work and walking past community members who are selling art instead of dope. See the scars dissipate off their face as smiles appear. And watching women grow in faith, joy, and resiliency, and drop pain, numbing, in that gray overcast that comes from living a life of overbearing pain. I’m hearing stories of overcoming during every moment of my day. I feel my heart burst and grow in gratitude, humility, and hope for what this day brings. What these smiles bring. I’m utterly collapsing under the abundance of triumph in the spaces I create. I know that the day is going to shatter intergenerational cycles of poverty, period. I approach first responders with compassion and total trust. I know that my sisters, siblings, and brothers can, too. Every moment of every day is filled with snacks and hands held together, with languages spoken across the world. The rest comes with a sense of understanding, care, and empathy reverberating through the space. I am vulnerable in the space, and trust that the people around me will nurture growth and challenge me to be the best version of myself.
I want all the drugs of the world to stop incarcerating, killing, and making people unnecessarily unwell. Mothers have their babies back. Fathers know that their families are safe in their neighborhoods. Grandmothers rest in peace, passing along knowledge, culture, and manifestations of their lives’ work, and their passing of culture comes with ease. I experience my cousins scattering every street I walk on, reminding me that I belong here, and they have my back. Eating will be ice cream with condensed milk dripped along the top with those Rice Krispie snack things on them.
Every abuser knows they are abundantly loved, and their spirit is full. Abusers live a life where the pain in their bodies dissipate. Worthiness and good things flow from their hands. Every depressed person finds an overflow of strength to get the fuck up and feel confident they won’t have to live life like this again. I want artists to feel free to create what gives them and our world liberation.
Experience reflections of ourselves, visions, liberation, joy, sadness, to feel understood. Vulnerability and the full spectrum of emotions to be healthy available for everyone to explore the arts around the city I walk in. I write, paint, and epoxy nails and feel right alongside everyone. I experience everyone eating foods that make them feel home, Auntie, love, mom, dad, parent, whoever provided that sense of home and love. I provide that love and receive it in reciprocity. I know my mother knows that her daughters are okay when she passes. I see my father let go of his pain and feel his body, and see him genuinely smiling from ear to ear, knowing he finds peace with the world and himself. I walk through this world and know that we matter as humans more than any amount of money or goals.
This is what a paradigm shift looks like. This is how pain as power looks like. This is what you and I look like in community together. Much love."