somatic semantics 095
m’ap kenbe and in that kenbe is the tension of every single muscle and the muscles that made those muscles and the muscles that made those muscles and the muscles that made those muscles…
hi hello,
welcome to the ninety-fifth issue of somatic semantics.
i’m exceptionally writing to you on a friday morning to ask for your support.
if you read somatic semantics you surely know that this discursive space is born from an impulse to sit with(in) – rather than to run from – my limitations and their teachings.
during the past month i’ve repeatedly been asked what it is that i do and i’ve only ever been able to answer that “i exist” because the labour of existence is so all-consuming that i can’t conceive of anything beyond. this is enough. the labour of breath, of movement, of sustenance, is enough. witnessing all that has to conspire to keep me housed, fed, medicated, is enough. witnessing the context that produces my and our circumstances is enough.
m’ap kenbe and in that kenbe is the tension of every single muscle and the muscles that made those muscles and the muscles that made those muscles and the muscles that made those muscles…
every single day, through the simplest gestures, i’m reminded that i (and most of us) can’t and won’t survive this world order. that, within the structures that seek to exterminate and/or extract (from) us, i both literally and figuratively can’t afford to live. i’ve only ever been able to enter each day through the love and care of my kin who carry the costs with me – they are my portal into a different world.
i’m well aware that my situation isn’t extreme or exceptional. that we’re all going through it. that we’re all witnessing mass atrocities on a daily basis. that many of us are losing lives, losing loved ones, losing homelands.
while we collectively reach for what lies over the edge of empire, i’m seeking your support to carry me to(wards) the world we need. i’m sharing my crowdfunding campaign in the hopes that those who feel compelled to will contribute any amount they can. in the hopes that those who can’t donate will share with those who can. in the acknowledgment that many won’t donate or share because they’re busy composting this world and tending to the soil of one that reaches through and beyond time to hold our deepest yearnings.
i’m hoping to raise a total of $15,000 to support my basic living expenses (housing, food, medication, specialised medical care) throughout the summer. my crowdfunding campaign will be up until thursday july 11, 2024. this means i need to raise $500/day to reach my goal. my hope is that, during the next 27 days, those who will see my crowdfunding campaign will support however they can.
thank you for reading this. thank you for subscribing to somatic semantics. thank you for sitting with(in) this limitation with me. thank you, thank you, thank you.
i leave you with nico segal’s miracle – special thanks to yemisi for sharing this song with <3 :
with love + light,
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