first posted months ago…
The trouble is that once you see it, you can’t unsee it. And once you’ve seen it, keeping quiet, saying nothing, becomes as political an act as speaking out. There is no innocence. Either way, you’re accountable.”
- Arundhati Roy
Young and idealistic, I wanted to believe that I can change the world. I wanted t o make a difference, i wanted to find a home, i wanted to undo the tangled messes and rearrange it into an order that makes sense for others. I’ve thrown myself at causes, committed to working for the community, running my life as if it were a roll of accounting paper on an ancient calculator. But it wasn’t until I understood how public policy affected my life that all of these good intentions began to make realistic sense.
See, I was that typical girl who bought into what I was taught. If I worked hard enough, if i was smart enough, if i played it right then I would get what i deserved. Unfortunately, over and over again when I was growing up nothing worked this clearly or linearly. By 11, I thought i would escape the shame and ugliness of my family’s immigrant experience by going to college. By 16, the careful little world I created bottomed out when I discovered that I was undocumented. The 3.8 gpa, the a.p. classes, the cultural club, the leadership team, and the volunteer work that was supposed to groom me for another life meant nothing. So i did a stint as one of those typical rebelllious teenagers, staying out with questionable people doing things I shall not recount. I was angry and i didn’t know what to do with myself. I had a choice to make so I thought maybe I will get comfortable with the idea that I might have to go back to a country I had no recollection of. I figured, what the hell, might as well figure out what this being Filipino meant. At that point in my life I had no freakin clue who I was and what the hell was going on with me. I spent a ton of time online when there was nothing but AOL communities. I met hella people who taught me that being filipino was nothing to be ashamed of, that it had a value I was never taught. I found history and art and people who led me to waters I’ve never tasted. I wanted more and decided I’d go hang out at CSUN to see what their filipino club was about. besides, this guy i dated had beef with FASA and I figured it would be fun to get back at him by becoming one of them.
Now, I know this is sounding a bit cheeky and glib. But i don’t know how else to tell the story. i am a product of the universe conspiring to show me where I need to be. I can’t say that I was ever really serious about wanting to be an inspirational person. you have these feelings like i’m destined for greatness, but you never really want to tell anyone because they’ll think you’re an arrogant prick. anyway, all i know is that i wanted to push myself to do more because i liked the feeling that i was learning something new.
so i kept following the open doors. i did all these things for csu n fa sa that i can list list list, but would be boring. i did summer activi st training with p w c; i did summer pr ogram for enrich ment and learnin g with S i Pa, i burned out and got depressed depressed depressed. i did group therapy, took pills for anxiety and grief, smoked hella, drank like a fish, slipped into a bit of a well of self-deprecation. then i decided i’d stop feeling sorry for myself and start living and expanding my worldview.
and the world changed itself accordingly.
i found the festival. i found amazing people that i actually looked up to. folks who did things for the right reason, lived in ways that felt like it was honest and upfront, soul searching individuals who showed me what it was to live whole, and not broken. these people saved my life. they showed me that life is bigger if i made it so. i felt like i was bigger than the feelings, the circumstances, the bullshit. it was in alignment.
so i spent 7 years there. unraveling, making sense o things.
it was amazing. it convinced me that i could make space for a child, for a family that i can create. it made me do things I never thought i would ever be capable of. it put me on the same level as people i looked up to. i was just like them; bigger than the bullshit, doing things i believed in, impacting the lives of others in a way that was in alignment.
my entire political consciousness was developed during this time. …..
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part 2 coming shortly..