Kirja on jatkuvaa etsimistä ja ihmettelyä, pyrkimystä puskea läpi niistä rajoista jotka ympäröivät meitä, pyrkimystä selvitä maailmassa ja tehdä siitä parempi paikka. Sen voisi sijoittaa esseen, itseapukirjan, tietokirjan ja kaunokirjallisen teoksen välimaille. Tai voi hyvin myös sanoa että se on ihan oma genrensä. Kirjan yhdeksäätoista lukua voi lukea meditaatioina, kuten monet ovat tehneet, ja löytäneet niille myös monia erilaisia käyttötapoja (s. 13). Lukujen nimet: listen, breathe, remember, practice, collaborate, be vulnerable, be present, be fierce, learn from conflict, honor your boundaries, respect your hair, end capitalism, refuse, surrender, go deep, stay black, slow down, rest, take care of your blessings. Kirjan lopussa on sen jokaiseen lukuun liittyviä aktiviteetteja, sekä soolo- että laumaversiona.
Kirja on niitä harvinaisia kirjoja, jotka avaavat lukijalleen uuden, laajemman maailman, josta ei välttämättä ymmärrä kaikkea, mutta joka silti tuntuu tärkeältä ja merkitykselliseltä ja ottaa sisäänsä. Tunnistan monet tunteeni, ajatukseni ja tarpeeni useista kirjan teksteistä.
What can I do to honor you, now that it is too late?
I would honor you with the roughness of my skin, the thickness of my boundaries, the warmth of my own fat. I would honor you with my quiet and my breathing, my listening further and further out and in. I would honor you with the slowness of my movement, contemplative and graceful. I would try to be like you even though they say it's out of fashion. I will remember you. Not by the name (written in the possessive) of the one they say "discovered" you after generations of Indigenous relationship.
I will say once upon a time there was a huge and quiet swimmer, a plant-based rough-skinned listener, a fat and graceful mammal. And then I will be quiet, so I can hear you breathing. And then I will be breathing and you'll remind me, do not rush. And the time in me will hush. And then we will be listening for real. (17)
But what if something else is possible, and my sweat is at stake. What if the repression of my freckled faults and fears is exactly what will stop me from honoring the ocean of my love, which is older than slavery and lived millennia without shame. What if my swimming unseen sacrifices the wisdom that would waken within you if you saw? What if I've trained you to ignore the truth about me at your peril and mine? What then? ...
I do know that sometimes people have seen a part of themselves in me too messy to bear. Do I cherish my wildness more than I fear their rejection? Sometimes if I feel all my emotions in public I can't make myself speak. But sometimes I speak anyway. And my first marine mammal lesson was that if I breathe I can still speak even while crying. I can breathe through salt water. I can live through this mess.
Mammal recognize mammal. More recognize more. I love you and your spots and the spot we are in for all that it is teaching us. I love you and your skin, as the meaning of skin meets its most strenuous test. I love everything you hid and everything you gave and everything you showed and everything you made while you waited for me to notice. And the ocean is wide through my every pore. Salt recognize salt. More recognize more. (63-64)
Yes. I want a dorsal fin. I think I can make one if I practice.
What
are your dorsal practices? What evolutionary repetitions have you
cultivated to move through oceans? What are the ones you need to
cultivate for the waves moving you now? (45)
Alexis Pauline Gumbs: Undrowned. Black Feminist Lessons from Marine Mammals, 2020. Foreword by adrienne maree brown. AK Press, Emergent Strategy Series. Cover design: Herb Thornby. 174 sivua.
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