Friday, January 10, 2014

A Revolutionary Compass for 2014




A Revolutionary Compass for 2014
Happy New Year familia!

I hear the word revolutionary a lot. Most times it is used in a way that seems, odd or negative. For 2014 I would like to claim it as a word that implies our act to love ourselves unconditionally and reach for what is rightfully ours.
In 2013 I wrote about searching and reaching beyond the words written in the books that do not speak our truth. I shared the words of Mrylie Evers Williams from her Inaugural address, “their spirit infuse our being to work together with respect, enabling us to continue to build this nation, and in so doing we send a message to the world that we are strong, fierce in our strength, and ever vigilant in our pursuit of freedom.”

I wrote about my beloved Colon, dedicated one of my Reflections to my Papa, one of the Silver men, and shared my thoughts on my trip to the Dominican Republic and Nelson Mandela. It was a year of reaching for truth.  For 2014 we hope to continue on this path by highlighting a few areas.

The first is of great organizational and collective interest. It is the Dominican –Haitian conflict. I truly believe this is our compass. This is the compass, for Afro descendents to know if we are moving in the direction of prosperity, for all.  If we cannot get a people to see that this act is far from just a migration issue but of a deeply rooted conflict of black identity, then we are in conflict as a whole of our blackness beyond the color of our skin.
The other is the work with the young men of the HIS (Hermanos is Solidarity) Project and the young women of the HER (Hermanas Exchanging Roots) Project. These young people have touched the very core of my soul. Sitting with them every week has confirmed that our compass took us to the right place.

They confirm the need to address the first issue as most are Dominicans and are struggling with the message they have heard for years, their personal experiences and their journey to awareness as they sit with us week after week.
My heart is heavy when they say; Ms. Being black in DR is not easy. My heart is heavy when I hear their dislike, towards Haitians without any real exchange with a Haitian. My heart is heavy when they do not know they are black based on skin color or roots. This is deep familia, and this is our future if we don’t address the direction of this compass.

We need to re root the direction of our compass to face the truth, address the misinformation of history and truly embrace who we are.
The final area is my ever beating heart of areas. This is the ongoing fire to uplift my home community of Colon. Although in a state of crisis, I still wake up believing that the compass will direct us, not to the Colon of the past but a Colon of the future that will have an inclusive voice, a Colon that will benefit from the richness it creates but is denied to retain.

Embracing our full self is not an easy journey but let us all give it a Revolutionary try for 2014. A compass is about forward motion in the right direction to successfully reach your destination.
For 2014 our wish is for a revolutionary compass that will uplift our righteous crown and direct our heart to love the face in the mirror and the face that reminds you of your abuelo/a, tia/o.

Let us look in the same direction, a direction that will say success in Dominican Republic means success in Haiti. Success in Colon means success in Colombia. Success in Boston means success in South Africa. Let us direct our youth to a place of internal healing that will transfer to a positive self image. That will be our Revolutionary compass, the Revolutionary act to be Negro y Orgulloso.

 In light and peace,
Yvette

 


Wednesday, January 8, 2014

What Nelson Mandela means to this Panamanian, Black Zonian child





What Nelson Mandela means to this Panamanian, Black Zonian child


Since Nelson Mandela became ill, I began reflecting on when I first learned about him and his journey to Freedom.
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I then remembered the very moment. It was in the 8th grade when I wrote a Social Studies paper on Apartheid.

My reflecting led me to think of why his fight was more than just for South Africa then and now. His fight/journey was for all people of African descent and for those who believe in peace and justice. His journey was definitely for this child from Panama who understood the depth of his act.

I grew up in Jim Crow imposed laws. My community was segregated and we were the Majority, that is what Apartheid looks like.

I understood him because he gave me another name to define my story.
Many Blacks died in Panama fighting this reality. Many Panamanians fought and died fighting the concept and construct that they could not walk in streets of the American territory that was smaller than an entire country.

To celebrate Mandela's life is to celebrate what Freedom should be yet it has not been attained by the Majority around the world.

The pain is felt all over the world and deeply by this Panamanian, Black Zonian child who still walks around with the thought, how did we not go to the Skating Rink until the communities where intergrated, it was right around the corner from Rainbow City.

As I reflect more on what this has meant to me, I think that segregation helped me in many ways to see what Black sacrifice , Black Unity and Black Love looks and feels like.

As an activist who stands for many of the same issues, he means more to me today. His lessons are many and in sharing these thoughts, his greatest in this moment is Forgiveness.

Speaking truth is to be Free. To be free in mind and heart is to be willing and able to forgive. I forgive and love, as I cherish that segregated and integrated community.

Madiba is our loss. A loss to all who can see right from wrong within their own complicated story. Because of him, I know I chose the right side.

He is a physical loss. He is what sacrifice for your people, sacrifice for truth, is.

I know he will be received by the ancestors in a joyous loving way because it is his time to rest.

Rest in Peace Madiba. Thank you for opening the eyes of this Panamanian, Black Zonian child. Thank you for loving me.

Fist up!

Alaafia

In truth and peace,
Yvette

 


Friday, November 1, 2013

Yes I believe it; Racism is Alive



Yes I believe it; Racism is Alive

“Usted se parece a una, Reina India.’ ‘Gracias, pero yo soy una Reina Africana.’

I have been sitting with this Reflection for more than a week as I worked through my emotions from recent events and my trip to Santo Domingo.
My opening line was my exchange with the waiter at breakfast, my first morning in Santo Domingo. As I sat with other hermanas from the Red de Mujeres Afrolatinamericanas, Afrocaribeñas y de la Diaspora, with my African dress and head wrap, he looked at me and called me an Indian Queen and I had to correct him and say, Thank you, no, I am an African Queen.
In understanding what this exchange means to the country I was sitting in, I believe what is happening with the Dominican Republic Constitutional Court ruling and what happened to 7 year old Jakiyah McKoy, tells us, racism is alive.
Jakiyah McKoy, lost her crown in the Little Miss Hispanic Delaware contest when her parents could not provide proof that she was ‘at least one-quarter Latina.’  The family states that her grandparents were Dominican.
After seeing the picture of this beautiful young girl, most who know of the racial identity crisis in the Latino community, knew this happened because Jakiyah is visually an Afro Latina. I say visually because our work has taught us to not assume that those who are visually Afro Latinos identify themselves as such.
The Dominican Republic Constitutional Court ruled to “retroactively alter the criteria for citizenship under the constitution for those born to foreign parents between 1929 and 2009--a decision which could leave hundreds of thousands of Dominicans stateless.”

Both incidents bring to light an internal and external conflict that exists in the Latino community. If you know the Dominican Republic history and the use of words to identify self, then you understand why he reached for the word ‘India’ first. In 1937 Dictator Rafael Trujillo ordered the killing of 20,000 Haitians in five days. This was his response to reports that Haitians were stealing cattle and crops.
 
These incidents highlight the Racial Identity Crisis we are facing, not only in the Dominican Republic. We are struggling with the question, how do you identify, culturally and racially? When I hear folks speaking on both these stories and they ask, can you believe it. I respond without hesitation, Yes, I believe it!
When a woman in the Dominican Republic, has to fight in the courts for her ID to say ‘Negra’ because the only option she has is Morena, Blanca or India, then you believe why the Dominican Republic courts ruled in such a deeply racist way.

When 7 year old, Jakiyah McKoy’s crown was stripped from her because she could not prove she was a Latina, the crisis hit a low point. One, marking this child for life and two, saying out loud, Black is not Beautiful or Latina enough.

In our trainings and presentations we stand before those who cannot see their Blackness or identify it because many have not had the conversation. For a long time, we have been naming our racial identity as our cultural and ethnic identity and doing everything to stay away from that sentence that I stand proud to say, Yo Soy Negra, I am Black.

These deeply rooted acts of racism continue to exist in our community, in our society, it is time for all to believe that racism is alive.
Now that we got that out of the way, what are we going to do about it?
I say WE because this is not a DR-Haiti problem. It is a problem of each Afrodescendent when a country plans to remove hundreds and thousands of CITIZENS, stating it is a migration issue when, based on the history of the country and its relationship with Haiti, racism is at the core of the decision.
We need to name it people! When those who chose to act on it in such violent ways, we need to name it, loud and clear.
I just got back from Santo Domingo to participate in the Forum of Feminist Organization, Assembly of the Red de Mujeres Afrolatinoamericanas, Afrocaribeñas y de la Diaspora and the CEPAL XII Conference on Women.
On the first day of the Forum of Feminist Organizations, some of our sisters walked around with t-shirts that said, “Todos Somos Haiti, We are all Haiti.”

At the end of the Forum a statement was released supporting Dominicans of Haitian descent and the sisters in the struggle.

On the first day of the Assembly of the Red de Mujeres Afrolatinoamericanas, Afrocaribenas y de la Diaspora, our hearts and minds where on this ruling that violates the human rights of Dominican citizens.
My Diaspora presentation was dedicated to Sonia Pierre who fought very hard for this ruling to never come to fruition. She knew what the numbers would be like and she knew the impact on a community that has only called Santo Domingo home. Sonia herself would be one those affected by this horrible ruling.
As we moved through the Assembly we knew it would be important to have our voices heard. The opening of the Declaration of RMAAD states; “CONDENAMOS por unanimidad,  la desnacionalización a miles de dominicanos y dominicanas emitida en la sentencia del Tribunal Constitucional en un documento que viola principios fundamentales de los derechos humanos establecidos internacionalmente.

 
Hemos considerado que los acontecimientos ocurridos constituyen una gravísima violación de los derechos y un abuso a la población dominicana de ascendencia haitiana, la cual ha nacido y crecido en el país, no teniendo vínculos de vida con el hermano país de Haití, teniendo en cuenta que este grupo humano ha tenido que sufrir el impacto de la colonialidad, que se expresa en niveles de pobreza y fragilidad social, que afectan fundamentalmente a mujeres, la niñez y los jóvenes.”

“CONDEMN unanimously thousands of denationalization of Dominicans issued in the judgment of the Constitutional Court in a document that violates fundamental human rights established internationally.

We considered that the events constitute a serious violation of rights and an abuse of the Dominican population of Haitian descent which were born and raised in the country, having no living links with the neighboring country of Haiti, given that this group of people have suffered the impact of the colonialism, expressed in levels of poverty and social fragility, affecting mainly women, children and youth.”
During a down time, a few of us went to the supermarket. As we stood waiting for one of our colleagues we kept looking around. We all looked at each other with teary eyes because all we saw was Black people, beautiful Black people. All we kept saying on our way back was this is a Black Country.

This ruling is denying children an education and proper health care. This ruling is deporting a group of citizens who only know the Dominican Republic as home.

The Dominican Republic/Latino identity sentiment is also here in the US and creates a deep struggle of identity amongst our youth, who like Jakiyah, will face a hard and sad reality.

‘Negro’ is not a word used in Santo Domingo, unless in a negative way and only associated with Haitians. The other time you hear the word is by those Dominicans who are proud of their Black identity.

It is time to address this issue, time to sit and really work through the pain that we see on the faces of the young women and men that we work with in our HER and HIS Project. This issue has caused and continues to cause a deep level of pain in our community.

When one of the young girls in the HER Project shared, “Ms. It has taken me a long time to say I am black because I grew up feeling bad because it was associated with Haitians. My mother helped me when she said; there is nothing wrong with being black.”

I made a promise after Sonia made her transition that I would continue to speak up on the issues she fought so hard for. She fought for this one because this one would affect her and her children. She loved this country even though, it rejected her.

Black people everywhere should be standing with our Dominican brothers and sisters who are being treated like criminals for being Black. If we stand by without raising our voices then we are saying as a people, as a community, as a society, that we are allowing this pain to sit within and that we will turn the other cheek unless it is affecting us directly. This is about US so it is time to take care of US.

I am Haiti!!!

In peace and light,

Yvette

Thursday, May 9, 2013

THE COUNTER NARRATIVE OF AN AFRO LATINA


The Counter Narrative of an Afro Latina

The past few weeks have been a time of reflection of who we are as individuals and what role we play in a society plagued with violence.
I found myself in the area of the both of the bombing and the lock down.  As both painful, scary incidents took over the city and the country; I struggled with the energy that took over. Since then, I have been leaning on the words of MLK, “I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.”
My attendance at the America Healing conference which is a racial equity initiative by the W. K. Kellogg Foundation was going to be a short escape from the intensity that was impossible to escape in Boston.
As I prepared to travel, I remembered a Bell hooks quote.  “To ‘travel’ I must always move through fear, confront terror. It helps to be able to link this individual experience to the collective journeying of Black people, to the Middle Passage.” It is always a reminder that no matter what is happening; I am a woman of color.
Security was very high in Boston and that was expected. I did my best to not have anything that would delay my process. I have gotten better at the clothes I wear and minimal jewelry etc.

I got through it all and when I went through the machine nothing beeped. I thought that was quick and good. As soon as I took a step to gather my things the TSA guard asked me to hold on and went on to yell, “I need female assistance.” I am thinking nothing beeped; everything cleared what could it be.

The TSA woman, a woman of color, looks at him and says, “For what?” He says, “Her Hair” She looks at him then at me and signals me to walk over to her. I am thinking I have braids in my hair you can see my scalp etc. She begins to put her gloves on and she is mumbling to herself as she seems just as shocked as I am at his request. She looks at my hair and she is about to touch my head and says, “My dear, you are fine. I don’t need to touch your hair.”

We smiled and my first thought was, women of color are funny about anyone touching their hair so that was a plus and two she was sensible enough to know that what he was doing was not ok.
I got on the plane and gathered my thoughts that although leaving the intensity in Boston I was still facing the intensity of a society that finds it necessary to racially profile.

My short trip from Charlotte to Asheville was great. I saw familiar faces that I have met over the years being a part of this initiative. Then the most joyful thing happened. I sat next to this bundle of fire of a young woman. It was her first time attending. She was so excited and ready. We introduced ourselves and found out we were both from Panama, she identifies herself as an Afro Latina and she knew about the List. It was wonderful. We talked the entire flight. That was my gift from the ancestors that life goes on and things will be ok. I completely forgot about the airport incident while sharing with Siria.

I entered the conference space knowing that I would learn something and will be moved by someone. What I also knew is that this time I felt grounded in my internal journey to heal and that the Boston bombings and the airport incident confirmed that my spiritual journey has granted me a forgiving heart filled with unconditional love even in the face of pain.

The first full day of the conference began with an invocation by Myrlie Evers Williams. As I shared with friends, there is something very special, soothing, in the voice of civil rights leaders that make you want to stand up and say, Amen!

She makes me stand up and want to rise above it all. She shared, “We are a nation that stands in the need of prayer, in the need of healing. This is what we should be about. We need to reach out to those who know nothing about healing. One never knows what will happen in life. Today we say, make me responsible to build this to what we know it could be. It is important that we work with our young people and let them know that we are working for the common cause to heal. Healing is hard work.”

The theme this year was “Reclaiming the Narrative” this to me speaks to our self-worth as human beings. Part of reclaiming is to first say, I will not impose the level of hate on you that you have placed on me for years. I will love self and love others even those whose purpose is to hurt me. To reclaim it we need to counter the words and language used that has us stuck.

Valerie Davidson shared in her presentation, “Lead with love and if you lead with love you will not stand alone.”  She had this passion for community and love for self that was peaceful and strong. It was a good beginning.

Every year the first day is spent in healing circles where you share with others. It is always a powerful experience and this year was no different. This year I knew my humanity had been tested and I came out on the other side, still filled with love.

I attended the workshop Accountability for Progress that shared Data gathering tools. While listening I thought Encuentro’s work is not only about reclaiming but creating a counter narrative that addresses the misinformation both within the African American story and the Latino story. There is not much research that brings the two together so we are constantly in the position to use it in combination to speak to the need to expand the narrative.

Every year the anchor panel leaves me concerned and asking more questions. This year they touched on the need to expand the Immigration dialogue and make it more inclusive of all immigrants and not making it only a Latino issue. All the right things were said but my question was and still is, which one of you will be responsible for making this shift happen? Whose responsibility is it to create the counter narrative that invites Afro Latinos or other Africans of the diaspora to the Immigration dialogue? Whose responsibility is it to change the face of the Immigrant in the media that is not only Mexican?

One of the most fascinating panels each year is the one with Dr. John Powell. It always makes sense and validates that we are touching on some important and needed issues. He highlights the importance of identity formation and addressing the bias that exist. He gets it and my exchange with him later made it even more affirming. As he shared, “the world is far more segregated than we think.”

I had a pause from the conference to participate in a Story Corps interview. I was matched with someone I had never met.

This was a powerful experience that I will hold dear. I want to thank my partner in the interview and the staff from Story Corps for being fully present and for making what was a dialogue of our story of pain and resiliency carry so much hope.

Telling our story is about healing our internal self and the external being of our community.  That story, the truth in that story can help us understand and face each other in our most grounding self.

Many still do not know the Afro descendant from Latin America story so it is up to those who are in spaces like these to share it. Telling our story has allowed me to come close to what I know to be good, it has brought me to the soulfulness of our story.

As Gail Christopher shared in the closing of the conference, the current narrative carries the heavy weight of racism; it is time to begin changing minds and hearts.

On my return to Boston, I was asked, how does this impact the community? My response,  when we create spaces to look deep within and allow the shift to happen, then we walk in the streets of our community with adults and young people who are willing to unmask their full identity that begins to counter the narrative that black is bad and white is good.

The counter narrative has to bring to light that the Afro Panamanian experience becomes an African American experience in the US and it carries the weight of racism and segregation. The question then becomes, where do we fit in with the NAACP agenda? When does it become an African descendant dialogue and not just an American dialogue?

The other is the counter narrative of the Latino experience. This narrative has to address the internal racism, definition of Latino that weighs heavily on a European framework and a countries history of claiming their African roots. If there is a struggle of acceptance from the country of birth then what does it do when they arrive to the US?

Within both these spaces I want to then pose the question, have you done your internal work that unmasked and embraces your full identity?

There is an urgent need for this darkness to be lifted. The light has to be placed on truth and love and it needs to land on all.

 If the light is not given the room to rise and you do not know about the young women and men that we work with, who move with a complex identity and are seeking clarity in each of these spaces then the question is, are you the one to be standing before them?

It is time for a counter narrative that is inclusive and truthful. This narrative would promote equity and open the door for a new expanded story.

I can’t help but close with another Martin Luther King Jr. quote, with the hope of you carrying it close to you today.

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” 

Peace