Showing posts with label Young Women United. Show all posts
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Saturday, March 29, 2014

Sister Sharing Circle



Sister Sharing Circle was a revelation.

Developed by Esperanza Dodge and her colleagues at Young Women United, the Sister Sharing Circle experience was conceptualized by women of color for women of color. Sister Sharing Circles are hosted by YWU's Luna Sagrada, a collective that offers free support to low-income families of color in pregnancy, labor, postpartum and breastfeeding. Part support group, part consciousness raising session, part dinner party, Sister Sharing Circle is a monthly two-hour program on varying topics of urgent interest held at YWU's welcoming offices on Gold Street in the heart of downtown Albuquerque.

This month the topic was Breastfeeding/Chestfeeding, and I'd driven down from Santa Fe eager to participate as an ally, grateful for the opportunity to help get the word out about this foundational work, and looking forward to confronting and challenging my own vast ignorance on the issues, e.g. lesbian mama  co-nursing, community cross-nursing, and the miracle of transgender nursing. In truth, I'd been craving just this kind of purpose-driven socializing. We may no longer meet daily at the village well or riverbank, but we women have no less need of each other's easy company than previous generations who did.


“A newborn baby has only three demands. They are warmth in the arms of its mother, food from her breasts, and security in the knowledge of her presence.” --Grantly Dick-Read

We shared a delicious meal (free to participants) from Buca di Beppo—pasta, salad, bread, and mini-connoli in chocolate sauce. As women happened in from work or school, some with their children in tow (childcare is provided, also free of charge) we chatted and ate heartily. After a time, Esperanza asked a “check-in” question by way of introducing ourselves: “If you were an ice cream flavor, which would you be?” The answers were as lighthearted as the query: “Rocky Road, because it's a little bit of everything;” “Rainbow Sherbert, because it's fresh and light;” “Cookie-dough anything,” said the UNM grad student in Public Health to knowing smiles, no explanation needed.

We read together. Aloud, we took turns, and then discussed what we'd read: “Is Slavery Why Black Women Aren't Breastfeeding?” In a word, Yes. While not the sole factor, the persistent legacy of African-American chattel slavery with its blame-the-victim stigma and collective trauma of “wet-nursing” remains an enduring cultural barrier. But the low breastfeeding rates among African-American mothers have real and often severe health consequences for their babies. The benefits of mother-to-baby transfer of Colostrum, the rich milk of protective antibodies that is produced in the first days after birth, cannot be overemphasized—even a single ounce.


YWU has a library of resources available for loan, including this title.

“These are not simple choices for some parents,” Esperanza explained. “They carry a lot of weight. And it won't be fixed by information. There are things the mother won't say. She might not tell you that her mother told her about breastfeeding, 'That's for poor people.' She might just say, 'I can't.'

“Knowledge of history,” Esperanza explained, “acknowledges a person in their background. It's especially important because in New Mexico our initial breastfeeding rates are higher than average, then they drop off. The key factor is support.” One woman, herself a midwife, told us that given her profession, at first her mother was reluctant to say too much, didn't want to get in her business, so to speak. But as a newly nursing mother, she needed her to do just that. “It was my mother who showed me how to hold my breast so the baby could latch on; she was the one who showed me the C-hold and how to get the nipple flat enough; she told me to make it like a sandwich and put it in his mouth. She drew me a picture!”

Without support it can feel overwhelming, especially for women whose babies are at home while they work all day. Taking lonely breaks in the ladies room with her breast pump, one woman recalled her past attempt with disgust. “I made a mess at work!” Not all employers are as baby-friendly as the University of New Mexico, which provides lactation stations atseveral campus locations where parents can feed their babies, or pump and collect their milk for later feeding. Both the current and future administrator of UNM's Breastfeeding Support program participated in the Sister Sharing Circle that evening.

UNM's lactation stations are designed to take the stress out of breastfeeding.

Some women spoke about their insecurities as to whether they would be able to produce enough milk, or fears about knowing whether the baby was getting enough, or expressed concern about receiving conflicting advice from family: “When I think about having a baby, I think about returning to my family, to the village. But everyone will be there and everyone will have a different thing to say. How will I know what's right? I'm torn between wanting the village and feeling it's too much.”

“There's a coldness, a harshness coming from the medical profession,” one woman shared. “They'll say to a new mother, You're not making enough, why don't you just supplement? They can be so insensitive to the new mothers' feelings. It's no wonder the numbers are so low.” Sometimes babies are not released from the Natal Intensive Care Unit unless the mothers agree to supplement with formula, which can undermine a mother's best intentions.

With a deeper understanding of both the difficulties and rewards of breastfeeding, Esperanza asked us to write down on brightly colored notepads what words we would use to encourage a breastfeeding parent. A cascade of beautiful words rained down on us:

You are not alone. How can I help? What do you need?
Every drop you give is wonderful.
Baby steps are what’s important. Don’t give up.
 Keep doing your best, your baby appreciates it more than you know!

One woman reminded us that encouragement can come non-verbally too. “I sent a beautiful picture of a woman with tattoos breastfeeding her child, to my cousin who was having difficulties and also had tattoos. It meant a lot to her.”
 

As our time together drew to a close, Esperanza asked us to each articulate what we had valued most about this Sister Sharing Circle.

Hearing the stories...everyone's experiences...learning about the history... learning what resources there are...being able to share... practicing what I might say to someone needing support... feeling the compassion and kindness...expanding my knowledge...I'm feeling more encouragement...it's not so embarrassing to talk here...listening to all the wisdoms...remembering my work is important...the chance to speak directly to pregnant women.

As if we hadn't already received more than enough gifts—nourishment for the mind, body and spirit—the Sister Sharing Circle ended with a prize giveaway—nursing pads, a journal, baby sun block, a nursing apron, and a promise. The promise was given to the woman who had “made the mess” the first go around, who dearly wants to breastfeed her second baby due in August, who feels committed to try again even though it didn't go well for her last time.

Esperanza (whose name means hope) said the words that could just make all the difference for her and her newborn: “This time you have us. We will definitely be there for you.”









Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Onto-Cartographical Hope Springs Eternal


Levi Bryant's new book Onto-Cartography: An Ontology of Machines and Media is available for pre-order, which is very good news for activists everywhere. As the title indicates his original theoretical concept is a way to map being, maps that can help one to see things as they really are, the better to locate the sites and pathways for possible change.

In his own words:
The “onto” of “onto-cartography” refers to the word “ontic”, from the Greek ὄντος, denoting materially existing entities, substances, or objects. “Cartography”, of course, is the practice of constructing or drawing maps. An onto-cartography would thus be a map or diagram of things—and more precisely things and signs–that exist within a field, situation, or world.

By “situation” or “world” I mean an ordered set of entities and signs that interact with one another. A world or situation is not something other than the externally related entities and signs within it, but is identical to these entities and signs.

Onto-cartography is thus not a map of space or geography—though we can refer to a “space of things and signs” in a given situation or field and it does help to underline the profound relevance of geography to this project insofar as onto-cartographies are always geographically situated–but is rather a map of things or what I call machines. In particular, an onto-cartography is a map of the spatio-temporal gravitational fields produced by things and signs and how these fields constrain and afford possibilities of movement and becoming.








(The whole of the talk can be found here for those of you like me who yearn for an affirming theory largely verifiable in one's own experience—lived, dreamt or imagined.)


Because what I'm mapping right now is the possibility of substantive change in New Mexico in various spheres—in ecosystems in which Lamy, LaBahada and the Ortiz Mountains are situated, all currently acutely at risk from the predations of oil & gas, basalt and gold mining industries, respectively. A second community meeting is scheduled in Lamy tonight with a thrilling agenda item: under consideration is the possibility of joining forces in a regional alliance. What is that but a kickass spatio-temporal gravitational field about to seriously constrain Power's usual moves?

One Billion Rising Santa Fe, 2013

It's also a most exciting time to be a prisoner-rights activist. Under the aegis of New Mexico Women's Justice Project a public meeting to strategize how most efficaciously to push back against the notional plan to expand the women's prison in Grants has been called. One Billion Rising Santa Fe has embraced our intiative and I will be speaking at the Roundhouse on V-DAY, adding my voice to others calling for justice and an end to violence against women in New Mexico. Our bold text (Bette Fleishman's and mine) will be included in the memorial resolution presented at Legislature.

Further we have been invited at 8:30am on Wednesday, February 19th to appear on The Julia Goldberg Show, a local politically-focused talk radio show hosted by the former editor of the Santa Fe Reporter. Under her editorial leadership the weekly newspaper published Fallen Woman, an exposé of the Women's Prison in Grants conducted in 2008 by Silva Talji, an important foundational layer upon which we can build.



In addition, the New Mexico Center on Law and Poverty and ACLU of New Mexico released their joint study of the uses of solitary confinement in prisons and jails in New Mexico: INSIDE THE BOX. I have read the report in its entirety (it's only 18 pages) and their recommendations must be urgently put forward along with our demand that the RFP for the expansion of the Women's Prison in Grants never see the light of day!

From page 3 of their report:

New Mexico urgently needs to reform the practice of solitary confinement in its prisons and jails. TheNMCLP and the ACLU-NM urge New Mexico to adopt the following reforms:
1. increase transparency and oversight of the use of solitary confinement
2. limit the length of solitary confinement to no more than 30 days
3. mandate that all prisoners are provided with mental, physical and social stimulation
4. ban the use of solitary confinement on the mentally ill
5. ban the use of solitary confinement on children

 Children!

Concerned that the Department of Corrections was not meaningfully addressing the documented suffering of the prisoners under their care, especially if the intention was to expand the women's prison, I phoned Steven Robert Allen, Director of Public Policy of ACLU-NM. He assured me that the response was more nuanced and pointed me to the meeting minutes where Inside the Box was presented at Legislature and discussed. In Allen's view the fact that Corrections has brought in the VERA Institute to review the practices around solitary is an enormous positive. He told me that the department has already committed to a 50% near-term reduction in the use of solitary.

While welcome news of course, I wondered at the arbitrary number as opposed to a set of principles by which practice could be evaluated—what if 85% of prisoners currently languishing in solitary could justifiably be released, or 89%? What relevance would the 50% number have in that instance? Allen doesn't see it as a numbers game. “VERA Institute has an amazing track record in achieving systemic change; I am somewhat optimistic about the commitment at the State level. Secretary Marcantell is taking positive steps in the right direction.”

More worrisome to Allen are the 29 counties with detention facilities, jails and municipal lock-ups where basic data are not collected in a standard or uniform way. “We do not have a homogeneous situation. We need a unified standard for use of solitary confinement at every level in New Mexico. Perhaps that is something that could be remedied by passage of a State law in the Legislature.” Judging from the November minutes, I wondered about semantics. “The counties are defining solitary in some Cool Hand Luke kind of way, where they throw a prisoner in a hole or something,”Allen explained. “So of course they can say, We don't have solitary in our jails.” But the $15.5 million jury award to Stephen Slevin who was confined to solitary in Dona Ana County for over two years and a suit settled with Valencia County this week resulting in an award to Jan Green of $1.6 million fly in the face of those demurrals.

And finally, another powerful site of onto-cartographical hope resides in Albuquerque. Young Women United has initiated a Indiegogo campaign Everyday Struggles, Everyday Strength to raise $2,000 to produce a short educational video about women and addiction, hoping to help reframe the issue of substance abuse away from criminality to a more rational response. This is a key component for our fight because 75% of the women in prison in Grants are there for non-violent drug charges. 

We hope to see you in Santa Fe on the 19th! Details below:

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Happy Ending



 As luck would have it my canvassing partner on Election Day morning in the Burque (as locals call their fun city) was Hunter Riley, who just turns out to be one of the people in all of Albuquerque I most have wanted to meet and talk to. Hunter's a manager at Self Serve, the charming sex shop I'd called to get hooked up with the hippest activists in town—Young Women United, and writes the monthly sex positive column in the Santa Fe Reporter.


Spending the day into night with the valiant community that is Young Women United was like dying and going to activists' heaven. You cannot imagine a more skilled and sensitive execution of a GOTV campaign. They got results and built friendships, community, trust, and mutual respect all along the way. The food and caring was everywhere abundant, and one could relax knowing that one's fundamental humanity would be supported as we joined together to work our butts off to send this proposed abortion ban after 20 weeks—no exceptions—back to hell where it was conceived.


I took the opportunity at the break between morning and afternoon canvassing sessions to drive down Central Avenue past the enormous UNM campus (Go Lobos!) to Self Serve Resource Center to buy a bunch of condoms; they have a fabulous selection priced from 25 cents to $2.50, the top of the line being the thinnest yet safest available. Owner Matie inspires confidence, and she really informed me about the stock (all non-toxic products). Though I think she may have upsold me; my purchases ended up qualifying for the volume discount!

While there, I pitched Matie a Literary Reading Series that I'd conceived on the gorgeous drive down from Santa Fe that morning—The Strap-On Reading Series. Basically the idea is that every literary artist who would dare read in the series would read while wearing a strap-on. I think it would help Literature and I'd be happy to go first.

Cormac McCarthy with a strap-on, anyone? George R.R. Martin...?
Back at HQ we got some tentative positive numbers from the early voting and felt encouraged as we sortied out for the afternoon session, this time four of us in my little red Honda Fit, back over to the West Side. With all of us working together we covered our whole turf, and submitted our data via the Mini-van app on a smart phone in time to revel in one of those blazing New Mexico sunsets that turn the Sandias to coral.

Before the polls closed I ran over to the Bareles Senior Center at the very end of 7th Street to vibe the atmosphere. Business was brisk as savvy voters rushed in during the last fifteen minutes to shut this thing down. I spoke with Janiece Jonsin, the sharp-eyed poll observer for the Respect Albuquerque Women campaign who had been on duty poised on a metal folding chair since 2pm. I asked her what motivated her to serve this campaign in today's capacity and for months previously organizing the phone-banking efforts in Santa Fe? “I was one of those women who had to have an illegal abortion. We never want to go back there. I think all women should have access to safe and legal abortions.”

Miguel, who hails from California but has lived in ABQ the better part of three years, thinks the city wasted a lot of money on this special election.

Likewise I asked Miguel, age 31, what had motivated him to cast his ballot on this day? “You know what? Good question. It shouldn't be legislated. People are good, I believe they make the best decisions in their interest.”


Our Victory Party was at the very stylish and swank Hotel Andaluz, walking distance from headquarters. All three local news affiliates plus Al Jezeerah America were in the room to document this historic pushback. Pure pleasure.


On the romantic ride back to Santa Fe, the moon and stars and vast blackness were my companions. Billie Holiday was on softly in the background and her velvety voice was mingling with all the other resonances from the marvelous encounters of the day.

Our bodies. Our lives. Our decisions.