To The Other Side of Dreaming

Jan 21 2011

writing from california

dear mia,

it is noon here in berkeley and i am sitting in a neighborhood coffee shop. it was a startling thing to come into the coffee shop today — i put down my computer and scanned the room, feeling like something was very noticeably different. it took me a second to realize that out of the eight people sitting directly in front of me, not one person looked up at me as i sat down. i stared into them daring them to stare back, but no one was shocked by my curious body. i don’t think these fellow mac-using coffee shop goers are any better than other people, but it is amazing to feel what decades of crip visibility can do to shift culture. i am not sure what i am going to do with this new state of public interaction (i want to play with this and do all kinds of very obnoxious things — like make funny faces and see if anyone notices —) but for now i am taking deep pleasure in this moment.

things here are great, mostly because i have a multi-person support system really looking out for me. i feel safe. hads (travel PA and friend) and I have been navigating access stuff together and my older crip friend has really created an environment in her home where it’s ok to ask for help while i learn how to live on my own. i am learning so much every day, taking mental notes of things i didn’t know i needed. community folks have been coming in to do access work with hads and i and it’s really exciting .. i can’t wait to see what unfolds as we talk about what it means to do access work for each other and put that into practice. also - i am eating delicious, delicious food. 

short letter for now — i need to run! (how cool is it to say that after not leaving my house for 3 mo?) but i will write more soon.

love love love you (and the bay!!!)

stacey

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