Just today, I started feeling better. Traveling, switching scenes, im recognizing more and more has a special way of snapping me out of whatever im going through. The issue is that when I am in that depression mode, I can't conceive of doing anything at all! But a out-of-the-blue call I received to come to Orlando to receive and award with three others on behalf of the National Domestic Workers Alliance for our Brown & Black organizing work did the trick. So I found myself, unbelievably so, staying at a lap of luxury resort where the presentation of the award was taking place. Surrounded unexpectedly by friends and acquaintances that make up the Movement in Florida that I have gotten to know over the past year. Now im enjoying a relaxing day off where my day consists of jamming to music, blogging, eating (at some point) and wandering Downtown Orlando before leaving for my flight in a few hours. The socializing, being around great people, and having this space to myself is bringing me back. I didn't feel in touch with me. Its a shame to feel disconnected from that.
Last week was madness in planning Miami's participation in We Belong Together's national day of action which included some civil disobediences. The big day was on Thursday at 11 am, when held a direct Action at Mario Diaz-Balarts office.