What Scorpio saw

While others looked, Scorpio saw.

All the sands of the desert, could not veil the truth

-Scorpio saw

Mirages of crystalline waters could not lure her

-Scorpio saw

Cacti roses litter the dunes, until they take flight

-Scorpio saw

On the day that it rained, Scorpio looked. Searched in the winding paths cut through the land she knew, she looked. Looked for just one, to share all that she saw. The lusty temptation of the wandering current whispered its promises- enchanting her with its beauty, but she saw the danger. A scorpion does not swim.

-But Scorpio saw

As the grounds drank greedily

-Scorpio saw

No hourglass in the desert, just the sands on the wind. No hourglass glued to the table, just the measuring of shifting dunes. No hourglass to turn, just the tempo of a desert in limbo.

No hourglass, just a rain that was gone before it came.

-And Scorpio saw

View from the me: Reviewing GlassesLit.com

I just order four pair of glasses from GlassesLit.com and just received my order. I thought I would share my experience, since I know a lot of us hold off on getting new glasses even when we really need them.

Rating: 5/5

Info: The website seems to be an overstock site. They have a pretty impressive selection and have cool a lot of frames that boast some really fun patterns. Typically, cheap eyeglasses online do not have a variety of designs, so seeing the patterns really make this site stand out. You select your frames, pick your color if applicable, and put your prescription in. They ship at a remarkably reliable rate, I got mine in about 3 weeks after I ordered them. They come with eyeglass case, eyeglass wipe and I even got two key-chain mini eyeglass screwdrivers.

Important Info: The glasses do not appear to always be available in all sizes. I got four pairs, between medium and large. I am relatively small with a round head, and can usually fit into teen’s frames. When I order off of other sites, I usually have to go in and have them adjusted, but all of the four frames fit me without any adjustment. Two had plastic nose cushions, and two had just the plastic frame. All four are incredibly comfortable (and I have fibromaylgia so for me to say that glasses don’t irritate my face is a big deal). The frames I ordered a large in size of the glass, so I don’t have to worry about “looking over the tops” of these glasses. I got a variety of shapes and styles, and honestly each one I like. I spent $40.19 for four pairs, plus shipping (with them all being prescription). The sunglasses are my first pair of prescription sunglasses and I can’t believe I waited this long to get a pair! They make my fibro headaches and migraines much less frequent thanks to blocking out the bright sun.
Overall, I am incredibly pleased. The frames are study, clean well, seem to have some sort of anti-glare coating and clean easily. The prescription was totally correct and it even allows you to enter PD on your prescription. The site also offers like $1 add-on items, which is how I ended up with the sunglasses. Seriously, I am so impressed and will be ordering more pairs not just for myself, but my boyfriend as well!

America’s history of state-sanctioned violence against Mexican-Americans rings the bell of familiarity when compared to police killings of today

By blood, I am half Mexican. Half of the story of my life comes down from those that made home in the lands of Mexico… or so I thought for a long time.

When I began learning more and more about the history of Mexican-Americans and our lives as they had become today. I was a white-passing, non-Spanish-speaking, couldn’t-stand-anything-spicy “Mexican.” I was clueless. I was completely unaware of the histories, and the stories still to this day for those that are Mexican. In college, I began to learn. I learned the meaning of terms I had always been confused about:

  • Hispanic = a citizen of Latin America/Spain or a U.S. citizen of Latin American/Spanish descent
  • Mexican = a Mexican citizen
  • Latino = a citizen of Latin America or a U.S. citizen of Latin American descent
  • Chicano = a U.S. citizen of Mexican descent  (courtesy of: Spanish Dict)

Today, some terms incorporate the use of “x” to be more inclusive. I began to own the title of chicana. To me, this paid homage to my Mexican culture, and the intertwined history that allowed my parents to meet in America (mother being white, and father being Mexican-American). I asked my grandmother once where in Mexico we were from, and she told me that the last relative she could trace back to was from Texas. I didn’t understand what this meant until I began to understand how the land in that area had been passed around in the past.

So it goes without saying, I had a LOT to learn to understand the complex history of Mexicans and Mexican-Americans in America.

I happened across the Podcast on NPR “Latino USA” and played it while I was at work on a rainy Monday. Titled: Blood And Betrayal In The Southwest the podcast tells the story of terror against Mexicans and Mexican-Americans in the United States. As the US acquired (i.e. went to war to take) land from Mexico, those living in the area were forced to come to new realities of life. This included a severe policing of their existence.

While I had heard the history of lynching in the South against black Americans, I was completely shocked to realize that there had been the same form of terrorism used against Mexicans. This article, discusses the nature of disputes between the Anglo-Americans and the Mexican-Americans during that time. While lengthy, the article America’s Lost History of Border Violence seriously shook me to my core and resonated with me today… it sounded exactly like the narratives we hear of in today’s world – of killing of black and brown bodies by police.

We tell the oppressed that violence is not the answer, but the history of Texas perhaps shows a perfect example of how this is a truly ignorant perspective. Mexican-Americans and Anglo-Americans lived in peace UNTIL the lands began being disputed. So, basically, all was good until the US wanted power/land/resources/compliance/ etc. etc. etc.

Look, I am no conspiracy theorist. But I do study systems of oppression. And the tactics used against the Mexican-Americans shocked me, because a critical eye can connect to today’s police brutality (excuse me, the long history of police brutality) and feel uncomfortable. Yes, the Texas Rangers were reacting to raids, but isn’t America supposed to be about justice? And that is still the argument used TODAY. ‘Oh well, he DID steal that!’ or ‘they DID smoke marijuana earlier.’ BUT DEATH IS NOT OUR SENTENCE WITHOUT TRIAL.

So, take a listen to the podcast I linked, please read thoughtfully through the article I linked (and click on links provided). I will also link to additional reading material below.

Please keep in mind that I have attempted to use not only credible sources, but sources that discuss both sides. I have used Texas state official websites, along with a variety of different publications, all covering different aspects of the story. If you have any sources that would add, please share in the comments

Read:

Porvenir Massacre 

New Charges Tarnish Texas Rangers’ Image and Reopen New Wounds

Findings shed new light on 1918 Porvenir massacre

 

Discussion, questions are welcome. Respect is mandatory.

15th Annual Students of Color Career Conference

I was fortunate enough to be approached to speak at this event just last week.
It was a chance for students to connect to other people that looked like them, in their field of interest. Students attended the conference and had time to ask questions about the industries they were interested in.

I got to speak to young students (middle school) about the arts industry. I, alongside three male peers, got to help welcome them to the art world. The men let me lead the conversation- we all agreed it would be better for the young girls in the room to see the woman actively speaking rather than sitting while a man led. Small things like this make a difference in the images we show our youth!

Thankful again to have had this opportunity.  If you have questions about the program, or questions about the workshop I helped host, contact me. 2017-soccc48.jpg

The Genes You Never Wanted to Wear

You’re getting older but your face stays the same-

A gift from those before you, a gift on your very birthday.

The genes you never wore until you grew old enough,  big enough, to wear them.

The same genes you put to the back of the closet, so you could dress like Suzy down the street.

The same genes you shaved from your arms as they grew in long, and dark, during your puberty.

The same genes you plucked, tweezed, waxed and cried over when they graced your brow.

These are the genes they left us to wear.

And they did not cross an imagined line just to pick the fruit that we eat, or clean the homes we have made.

But nonetheless, we are the fruit they picked, the fruit they have born.

So while Suzy down the street makes more money to do the job you also do, she will spend her money trying to be you.

Suzy will beg for your genes-

She will pick up needles to plump for your genes.

She will slice, cut and pay for your genes.

Her skincare will boast of fruits we have picked from fields afar, just for your genes.

So my love, my fruit, mi gente, wear your genes proudly.

Make them yours-

With boots or Converse, a striped shirt or blazer-

but my fruit, never forget to wear them when you need them the most. Like reclaimed items from yesterday, they fill Goodwills and vintage stores, a profit for someone else. But you, you have been gifted these genes.
They have been yours since birth, since before your birth, since before you were a thought.
So wear those genes, my fruit, mi gente.

What to Expect:

Welcome, and hi! Or hello, and welcome.
Anyways, this blog page will be a combination of poetry, videos, news, writings, observations, personal entries, teaching tools, activism work.
I study systems of oppression and use my privilege to teach the systems of oppression to as many as I can.
I am a white-passing Chicana, and use my voice to speak for communities that are under-represented, while in the communities of those in power.
I teach workshops for schools, offices, HR groups, political groups, or anyone trying to understand a difference of values.
I have a slew of credentials, but the easiest way to sum them up will be to tell you that in 2016, I was the single student to receive Central Washington University’s Diversity Award.
So, let’s chat, let’s learn and let’s explore the world.