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I Ain't Askin for Permission!

There they go again, Easter Seals MA - helping to lead the way in an area where not much work has been done in. As I've learned the organization's history, I admire their forthright and forward thinking pattern. Whether it's advocating for early childhood intervention, or creating a program that loans adaptive technology, or training babysitters to care for children with special needs - Easter Seals MA leads the way off the beaten path. And I'm pretty sure it's not just because they are a bunch of liberal-Massachusetts-radicals - but because they know it's the only way we'll ever really be able to make progress together. They've always been brave enough to get a little uncomfortable and that is something I quite admire. So this program & conference I helped to coordinate was really not too surprising from many other trailblazing tendencies the organization pursues.

Two weekends ago I had the privilege of spending the weekend with sixteen other women, twelve of whom were members of a one-to-one mentoring program to empower transitional age young women with disabilities. Oh and let's not forget we had ten guest speakers too!
In a previous post I admit in a video that I don't really have a defined understanding of what it means to be a woman with a disability. To be honest? I don't think I'm supposed to have a set answer. 


For someone who likes crystal-clear-cut answers, structure, and adores excel spreadsheets - the fact that there was no epiphany moment where I came across the answer was a little difficult for me to get around my head. From our adaptive yoga instructor I learned that being a young woman with a disability involves being okay with who you are right at this moment. Whatever your body can or cannot do doesn't matter, because when we are mentally in-tune with our breath there is an attention to being connected with our limbs that (for me) wasn't always something I jumped to do. From our speakers on advocating for health care needs, I learned that being a young woman with a disability means that when we know what works for us - we fight for it and we ask for it, not because we're conceited pain in the ass patients, but because that's our right. From the author who read from her memoir, I was relieved to find out there is someone else who knows what it's like to be raised by a mom who wanted to "correct" those "weird" physical habits that come with having a disability; and someone who struggled to connect with the woman who looks back at her in the mirror. From our presenters on overcoming ableism, I learned that being a young woman with a disability means I need to be more attentive to the society I live in, and to the structures that are in place. Just because systems are in place doesn't make them right, and it certainly doesn't mean I don't have a role in changing those systemic behaviors.
The list of take-aways goes on and on. And outside of the presentations and workshops I learned loads from the mentors and mentees! There is a young woman who is trying to find a way for her passion as a motivational speaker to be a bigger part of her life than it currently is. There is a young teen whose excitement at being surrounded by other women with disabilities was something I wish I was brave enough to have owned up to when I was her age. There is a young woman who is thinking about being the next Ms. Wheelchair. There is a young woman who kept telling me that she felt like she was with family, though this was the first time we were all together.

As I was writing training manuals, various program hand-outs, emails and inviting guests to speak, I always felt like I was overusing the word "empowerment." I cannot tell you how many times I opened Thesaurus.com and typed in "empower" "empowerment" "empowering" only to be incredibly disappointed. Because none of those words Thesaurus popped up were good enough for me! None of them captured what I thought it meant.. which of course led me to think that I didn't know what the word 'empower' means! In my mind I was not out to create a mentoring program/conference experience that "allows" or "authorizes" or "validates" or "establishes" a young woman's ability to lead her own life as she wants. And nor was it about "permitting" her disability and her gender! Because I can tell you in one sentence what this conference was not about:

It was absolutely not about young women with disabilities asking permission to do whatever she desires with her life.

So that's why I began and ended the conference with the same activity. At the beginning I asked each attendee to fill in the blank "An Empowered Woman Is..." with one word, and then at the end of the conference we did the same activity. The point isn't necessarily what word that was written, it's that the individual fills in the blank for herself and for her own reasons. Little did I know that by planning that activity I was actually, in the end, telling myself the answer for what it means for me to be an empowered young woman with a disability.

This is a community of incredibly strong willed individuals, they've taught me that there is no square box that we were each meant to fit in. And maybe the whole point of being an empowered young woman with a disability is that I am brave enough to face the unknown, be in control of my own definitions, and life direction... Whatever that might mean and wherever it might go - it means that I am resourceful, opinionated, strong, and wise enough to call my own shots and do whatever I wish to do. Because ultimately, I know I need no one's permission to try.

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May 6th: Not Just Another Day

In less than a month I'll be taking part in Wishbone Day  - a day of international awareness for Osteogenesis Imperfecta. Obviously it's the condition that I was born with, but there are hundreds of reasons beyond myself for why I will be rockin' out in yellow on May 6th. And to explain some of those other reasons let's look at what's been going on this month alone.

April is the month for/of:
  • Parkinson's Awareness. Did you know there are an estimated seven to ten million people worldwide with Parkinson's? And each year there are 60,000 Americans who are diagnosed with this chronic and progressive movement disorder.  
  • Siblings Day. Nationally celebrated every year on April 10th, it's a day that marks a bond that often transcends and outlasts any other family relationship.   
  • This list could go on and become much longer...

Here is why all that matters to you: 

The likelihood that there is a member of our: communities, workplaces, schools, religious organizations, and families represented within each of those bullet points listed above is highly likely. This month we take the time to recognize some of those folks; we remember not only that they are important to us & matter in our lives, but recognize the unique paths each person travels on and because those paths at times intersect with our own - how rich our lives become. 

The point of dedicating one day or month out of the year for a special cause isn't always to look for a cure. When our Congress person or President signs an official proclamation for an Awareness Day, that piece of paper doesn't translate into more sales in shopping malls. It doesn't mean that those for whom the day is dedicated to should expect freebies or hand-outs. What it does mean is a time to recognize, empower, advocate, educate, comfort, give -- to simply come together and acknowledge our shared experiences, and in doing so make that be the difference for someone else. It only has to start with one person. 

And for me it began with you. Somehow when I made my first blog post last May you came and found me; you read it, then you continued to read, then we got to talking and the rest is history. You're that one person who began to help me break barriers, and then when a couple hundred more came along you encouraged me to continue. So, to get back to my reason for why I'll be wearing yellow on May 6th? You. For all the hundreds of you's: let's shine in yellow together! 

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