The letter G or H. I chose G for Gods and H for Help.
This post inspired by the level of SJW (Social Justice Work) terminology that appears to be needed in this country.
The institutionalized systems in this country are set up to favour some over others and this is what is meant by having (institutionalized) privilege. The people favoured the most are male, white, hetero, able-bodied folks. Everyone else is not as high up the helping ladder of society as they are. We all can be privileged in one area and not in another. This is called intersectionality. This does not erase the privilege we have. Dismantling these systems so everyone truly starts on a level paying is the ideal. But we’re dealing with humans here, so the second level ideal is mitigating as much as possible the effects of privilege in our everyday lives, from the micro-aggressions to the macro-aggressions. See the handy links below for longer explanations of terms I have used. Use the comments sections to tell me how wrong you think I am without having read the links.
Basic and clear definition of privilege and male privilege
Why an Ally’s job is to Listen
White feminism (yep, it’s a thing)
Please refrain from usage of the popular memes around this topic, including, but not limited to: #notallmen #notallwhitepeople #notallcops. For an explanation of why see this public Facebook post.
REBLOG giveaway, read post to see if you qualify.
I was going to transcribe the audio file even knowing how horrid my typing skills are. But I’m not. I recorded this in the car on my way to Tai Chi and I am posting it here, unedited, with stumbling over words and verbal corrections intact. Road, car, and traffic noises are my background music! You may need to increase the volume. It is a YouTube link, but no pretty pictures, just audio. The blog post I reference is the post previous to this one.
Wk 3- Apr. 20 – Deity and the Divine – This will be the third week’s topic every month and an opportunity for you to share with everyone those who guide, inspire and inform you.
Sometimes the Divine that we touch is the piece inside of us that reaches to and connects with the All That Is. Five years ago I wrote a short poem about my place of power that I land in when in trance. There I touch with my divinity the All That Is. Slightly modified here:
ocean – forest – sand – and – sun, cauldron centered, fire begun.
Finger tips pull the flames, dancing light of Spirit games;
Feel power tall and strong, taking flight in sacred song;
dancing feet, pounding heart, all the veils now do part.
draw the Love, breathe it in, soul to soul and kin to kin.
push the fire to the ground, grind it out, not a sound.
as it was, so shall it be, as I will, so mote it be.
©2010 2015 Pamela V Jones