dear berkeleys multicultural community center

May 12, 2010 § Leave a comment

first of all, i gotta say
mad love and respect. love and respect
i dont even know how i can begin to describe the depth of appreciation i have for you. i feel like you are the one physical space on this campus that ive cried for, prayed for, thought of day and night, and just poured myself out on for the last five months of my life. and its not really just those five months. its the whole five yrs of my berkeley days that led up to this point. all that ive learned gone through strived for (albeit unknowingly for awhile bc it takes that much time to NAME what your heart really desires) finally bringing me to here. now.

when i took off a semester from cal last spring, one thing i feared was a slow deterioration of all the communities ive just started becoming a part of. and each invitation friends sent me to campaign to come through for a mtg or a concert or a rally to speak blah blah i turned down because God told me clearly im not to be on campus during my dormant time. i prayed again and again God i want to be there you know my heart. lynn then said its time for plowing the ground. what you are doing right now is preparing the soil working and breaking the ground because only after doing that can you sow and see things grow. the time you spend with the Lord hidden from the world, waiting on Him and wasting before Him, is needed for the work your next season.
sounds nice, but i couldnt have known how those words will turn out
if i hadnt listened and gone on with my degree, if i pushed through my last semester as normal and graduated that may, if i just “sucked it up” and “made most of whats left,” i wouldnt be where i am who i am today. i wouldnt have been able to intern with apasd, to see and participate first hand with the state wide walkouts protests marches, to become introduced to the wonderful space that is truly a multicultural and community-driven center, to meet all the amazing individuals activists from the native, black, chican@/latin@, and mixed communities, to get involved and learn to support human rights for palestine in the divestment bill process, or to work with the interns here as an assistant programming coordinator. i wouldnt have seen the fruit of the prayers i wanted. i wouldnt have been as confident as i am now to say that i have a home with the progressive communities @ cal and pray for them love them befriend them do life together with them

so
five yrs. trying psych and jazz, thinking i could be a musician and stepping up to ccf leadership, burned bad both with love and duty, spiral downward only to be sanctified purer. im here
feels like coming full circle. finally. three yrs ago i thought i graduated with the class of my friends. found out that even if i felt like i was done here, berkeley wasnt done with me yet. came back a little hesitant but unapologetic about what i really want. this time more focused more strategic more intentional. now the third and final graduation. we can say goodbye in peace.
mcc youve been so good to me. youve fed me more than all my friends have combined (mmm may not be true actually. but close enough). you were there when i had to pray because the burdens of intercession on behalf of my friends and the whole campus were heavy on me. you provided life changing eye opening conversations that deepend my committment to social justice and loving those He loves. you brought countless firneds who inspire me and teach me and humble me and make me laugh to no end. you also angered me tortured me at nights cut me open time and time again. but i guess thats what unconditional love is about. i dont remember your wrongs

you make me a better human being
the fact that we are sitting here and meeting right now is a revolutionary act in and of itself
luke is the shit
i see what decolonizing means here. the way we were taught to see and think. the way we were brought up and conditioned to be. breaking that all down
community can happen cross borders language barrieres with the most unlikely people. ive seen it happen with my own eyes. i believe it
this is where i feel the most safe

thank you for:

  1. the dances to rasta beats
  2. boba runs yogurtland dates and chipotle chips
  3. moving chairs couches tables
  4. nasty garbages to be taken out
  5. bridges and calserve mtgs till 3am
  6. pandora station sharing with lupe fiasco lauryn hill boyz 2 men
  7. 500+ high school kids from under resourced communities rolling through for senior wknd
  8. always giving away free food to the hungry
  9. hiphop heads poetry slams rocking it female mcs and djs
  10. live art going on solidarity with people of iran
  11. ucpd brutality asuc auxilary tullys busllshit telling us what to do who we are, but we still here and proud
  12. muslim brothers sisters praying
  13. southeast asian community fists in the air
  14. words of archbishop desmund tutu and writer alice walker gracing our walls
  15. black community holding emergency townhalls
  16. same wk we see uc wide homophobic hate crimes calling our queer communit yand allies to action also
  17. fierce debates on the future of mcc tangeld up in the lower sproul redevelopment project by our interns
  18. yining leading everyong to sing rain down
  19. febreezing couches after homeless ppl come through
  20. geting stuck in the elevator
  21. filming interviews for our documentary
  22. culture shows after culture shows
  23. bridges study jam holding it down 9am to midnight
  24. mass txts and emails about hunger strike out on california hall
  25. conversations about native languages bieng lost throguh generations till late at night

cant list enough memories!!!

thank you. you make me me. im a better christian because of you. im a better womyn because of you. im a better activist because of you. im a better human being because of you
i didnt have anything like this when i entered cal as a 1st yr. if this i what can happen at the end of my five yrs and if this is what you can make of yourself with all the love and support from the communities that make us, then i am excited for what will come out in the next five yrs ten yrs long after everyone here now is gone. the new generation of students coming in getting politicized by you through you and building up the dream of our third world college. where a different way of thinking seeing being and relating to one another is truly possible. decolonizing ourselves
again. mad love and respect
i pray that what i was able to sow in tears we will reap in joy

ps- i usually dont do this, but i may be posting this on fb just so i can tag all my interns

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