Sunday, September 26, 2010

Submission Fifty-Seven



Hope Whispers Sorbetto (White Peach & Basil Sorbetto)

3C peeled & diced white peaches
1/2 tsp fresh squeezed grapefruit juice
a whisper of basil (1 medium-sized leaf), finely chopped

Place all ingredients in blender & blend 'til velvety smooth. Place this puree into an ice cream maker & follow the manufacturers instructions. Once puree has reached desired consistency, place in the freezer to set 'til ready to serve. Garnish with fresh white peach slices and fresh basil chiffonade. Serve and eat.

Submitted & Created by: Mare Butterworth

Monday, September 20, 2010

A bit of irony. . .

So my mother and I were talking about her hope to walk again. My thoughts were channeling through my head at rates that would shoot me into space. But mainly I was thinking, "Shit." The neurologist gave her a glimmer of hope in a few simple words and immediately I started wondering what the consequences were going to be and if I was prepared to deal with them.

It's funny. I am the girl that is all about hope, all about promoting internal happiness. However, I am also the one wondering what the consequences are going to be of that doctor giving my mother a glimmer, a whisper of hope.

I guess my ideals were a bit different than what my mom had in mind. My hope was that my mom would one day be able to navigate the world in a wheel chair, discover true love, and be happy. Meanwhile her's maintain even more simplicity: to be able to feel like she is giving something to the world and to be mobile.

I love that she is optimistic about being able to walk again and just about life in general. She where's her heart on her sleeve and often times she ends up heart broken because of it. (Yes that remark is directed towards certain, very specific people, that shall remain nameless for this post.) I have seen the pain that loosing hope can cause my mother and to so many people. I have seen the vines of disappointment griping our throats, the terrors that permeate my household when dreams are lost. I have seen sadness and have felt pain and so has my mother. Every time she manages to come out a better person than before but the scars left because of the lack of hope and dreams run deep in my family. So even to this day, even after working so hard on this project I find myself challenging hope. The thing I live for. The thing we all live for in one way or another.

This is what I said to my mother during a conversation we had this evening on the subject of her walking again, "I can watch you loose your mobility, I can be there for you in anyway possible. But when it comes to you loosing hope that is the one thing that impacts be above all else. That is the one thing that is going to scar me for life. The one thing I will remember is the hope that you lost so many times. It will break my heart."

After saying that I realize that it grips the core of who I am. I search for hope so much because I have seen the consequences of loosing it. I have seen how it can destroy a person only to build them back up. So I challenge hope. I fight to give it to people but I challenge what it is. Is it good or bad? I have seen it make people's lives worth living, but loosing hope can be the same as loosing a will to live. I see so many ups and so many downs of this thing called "Hope."

I have come to the final conclusion : I think hope is like authority, it can be exactly what is needed but it also needs to be questioned.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Submission Fifty-Six



"Citizens demonstrating for the improvement of our nation and world
give me hope."

~Gary Wade, photographer & poet

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Submission Fifty-Five

Landscape with block party DJ.

(In which the author samples a De La Soul Lyric.)

The crates, with the table, are lifted on tenuous arms.
Cadences and their memory transfigure
the concrete; dips, sways, arrested

by the thread of the needle. Shoulders
in the vinyl’s bell’s gradiated arc
lean, waver, their delta’s and darkened

corners spun in the basin of a table
and the sound. Stilled, for a beat-drawn
revolve of the wax in the crates." Five

days to work, one whole day to play
come on everybody, get your roller skates today"
In the crates, the DJ is a comforter.

Submitted & Written by : Robert Lashley

Submission Fifty-Four



Submitted by myself for my mother who finds this song hopeful.

Submission Fifty-Three

"Finding someone that is enough like me to understand gone through and not judge me, Alex, you give me hope." ~Ashleigh

I think that this quote goes perfectly with this submission.

"The most precious gift we can offer others is our presence. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers." ~ Thich Nhat Hanh

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Submission Fifty-Two



"Food gives me hope." WWU Student

Submission Fifty-One



Model: Ashlee

"Imagination gives me hope." Nikei Jo Eldridge

Submission Fifty



Model: Betty Desire

"Personality gives me hope." ~WWU Student

Submission Forty-Nine



"Positive change gives me hope." ~WWU Student

Submission Forty-Eight



Model: Doria

"Optimism gives me hope." ~WWU Student

Submission Forty-Seven



"Animal companions give me hope." ~Gaye Green

Friday, September 3, 2010

Submission-Forty-Six



"When people simple accept one another... that's what gives me hope

specifically (although I don't know if this is part of the project ^w^) the most hopeful moment of my life so far was when there was an 8th grade talent show... people that had hardly talked the entire year got up on stage and sang or recited from Shakespeare or whatever they wanted and the entire grade was silent... no one even whispered, and they listened... and then they clapped and they smiled. They clapped because they liked it, they liked it because they had listened, and they listened because they accepted that person."

~Image and quote submitted by Melanie Cahill

Thursday, September 2, 2010

The Empowerment Project Collection

Call for Submissions: The Empowerment Project Collection

The Program: The Empowerment Project is a unique and interactive three day program focusing on the realities of sexual assault and dating violence. The goal of The Empowerment Project is to give youth an in-depth understanding of these issues and help them to understand how to replace harassment and violence with healthy relationships and effective communication skills. On the final day of the workshop, students read narratives/look at visuals created by a variety of people who have been affected by these issues. The narratives utilized in the Empowerment Project are often utilized in DVSAS volunteer training and at some community events.

Who should submit: Anyone impacted by violence, and let’s face it, that’s all of us in one way or another. Individuals who have experienced violence directly, whether physical, emotional, and/or sexual, and the allies who struggle with watching our loved ones experience such trauma. Submissions can include instances where an attitude was shared through a comment, joke, or gesture, how that situation was dealt with (silence, confrontation, etc.), and explore the impact it had on those involved.

Men – there has been a request from program participants to hear more stories from men. Please help fulfill this request. Perhaps you have experienced or witnessed forms of abuse. This is more common than you would think as 1 in 6 men are sexually assaulted – any unwanted sexual contact - before the age of 18. Was there an instance where you were impacted by the abuse a partner experienced in a previous relationship? Have you struggled with the male gender construct to always pursue sexual activity although you didn’t want to? Maybe you stepped in when someone was being harassed, or told a joke that perpetuated the acceptance of violence or gender inequalities. Male participants would really like to hear examples of men standing up to other men.

Guidelines for inclusion: Written work has a maximum of 250 words. Please proofread your work as I am not comfortable censoring or altering one’s experience after it is submitted.
Narratives can briefly describe the situation/event(s) that occurred, but the focus should be the emotional/physical impact the event had on the individual’s life. Visual submissions should be two dimensional and approximately 24” x 40.”
How to submit: It is your choice whether or not to include your name with your piece. Some do, some don’t. It is entirely up to you. If you would like to submit anonymously, please send or drop off your submission at 1407 Commercial St. Bellingham, WA 98225 Attn: Zara Stevens If anonymity is not required, written narratives can be emailed to zstevens@dvsas.org or call 671-5714 to arrange to have your piece picked up. While I accept pieces on a continuous basis, I would like a new selection of pieces for the upcoming school year; therefore, the deadline for submissions is Wednesday, September 15, 2010.

Questions?: Please don’t hesitate to contact me with any questions or would like an example of a narrative that is currently used in the Empowerment Project. All communication is confidential. Participating in this creative process can bring forth some buried emotions or memories. I admire anyone with the courage and strength to speak about their experience and am here to support you through this process.