26 February 2010

Witnessing a Revolutionary Powerhouse: My Night with Eve Ensler

 With Eve Ensler at Busboys & Poets (14th & V) 02.24.10 - Photo taken by Jasmine Utsey
Last night I had the wonderful pleasure and utmost privilege to hear the words of Vagina Monologues and V-Day Movement Creator Extraordinaire, Eve Ensler. She was doing a reading, lecture and signing of her latest book, I Am an Emotional Creature: The Secret Life of Girls around the World at Busboys & Poets in DC.  
I have followed Eve Ensler since first watching the televised performance of the Vagina Monologues on HBO in 2002. I was so inspired by her wonderful madness and proud womanhood that I simply had to get to New York City to see the monologues for myself, in the flesh and on the stage. I became officially baptized as a vagina warrior in 2004 after witnessing the mind-blowing performance of three very brave, talented, and hilarious women on one very memorable night in Manhattan. After that night, you couldn’t get me to shut-up about the monologues. I told all my loved ones that they would forever be losers in my book if they didn’t go see the show (still…seriously, if you’re reading this and don’t know anything about the Vagina Monologues, its not too late for you…go see them, download them, buy the book, just do it!)
When the opportunity arose in 2008 during law school to perform one of the monologues as part of a V-Day fundraiser, I immediately signed up. This was my chance to become involved and bear my soul for the V-Day cause. The experience was so moving and wonderful that I did the same monologue 2 years in a row. I truly felt like I was participating in something monumental by educating and bringing awareness to my community.
Perhaps after following her work and hearing the atrocities Ensler has witnessed throughout the world, I expected an intense, angry, and intimidating feminist however the woman I met emanated nothing but light, love, kindness, and warmth. She gave me a fun high-five after telling her I performed “The Flood” in my alma matter’s VM production. Her beautiful bright red smile overpowers her face and immediately puts you at ease. In her lecture at B&P, Ensler spoke of the current situation in the Congo where the rape and torture of thousands of women and children take place on a daily basis. She spoke of sex slavery, sexual assault, political corruption, big government spending and asked why we all weren’t pissed off with the state of things. She urged grass-roots activism and conceptual change, essentially a revolution where all people can reach a place of tolerance, acceptance, and peace.
She gave me "vagina blessings" and christened me as an "emotional creature"...which I proudly accept!

15 February 2010

Happy Losar...

14 February 2010
Tibetan New Year
Khenchen Tsewang Gyatso Rinpoche preparing to give Long Life Empowerment  

Stay Tuned :-)

08 February 2010

Oh Blizzard, how I love thee...

Light in the Snow
6 February 2010

Since moving to DC the snow has been especially healing for me. As a Texas girl, then a limited-edition Floridian, I never truly experienced snow. I had no idea what a real winter looked like and I yearned for my own little winter wonderland one day. After a few months in DC I have been blessed with not just a kind, delicate snowfall but a whopping super-sized blizzard. My first snow-related injury occurred recently while I rushed to cross the street and did a number on my ankle in a pig puddle of slushy ice. I've learned to plow through heaps of snow during my morning commute. I laugh at the female tourists who miserably strut around with wet feet after attempting to look fashionable in winter flats and heels. I have a newfound respect for snow shovelers after being forced to shovel an entire sidewalk full of mounds and mounds of snow (they didn't teach me this back in Texas)...and let me tell you...there is no other way to buff up those biceps than to engage in a 15 minute snow shoveling session...while I can barely move my arms and shoulders at the moment, I learned the true toil of inner-city winter labor.  Snow boots are a new addition to my wardrobe and I have to convince myself every morning that I don't look so bad in a puffy snow jacket.

I had no idea what I was in for. What visited our nation’s capital this weekend will be forever known as the snowpocalypse, snowmageddon, snoverload, snoverkill, snowmare, snowzilla...take your pick. I lived knee deep in snow. Six wonderful snowdays.  No work.  No government to run us. There is nothing to do but play…play and frolic in the pretty fluffy white stuff. Run through mountains of snow, feel the flurries on your face, make snow angels, go icicle watching, and stare at its glittery reflection at night…all of it just absolutely friggin’ awesome.

Snow days force you to find inner warmth, expose your thick-skin, snuggle close with your surrounding community, and connect with the core fire of your spirit. They stimulate you to contemplate, rest, nourish and be still. After my first mini-snow spa break, I am prepared to take on the long winter ahead and accept that Spring will come when its good and ready.

Peace, love and snow days to all.