It's only Monday but amazing links to some great information regarding Latino sexuality have come to my attention and I wish to share them with you:
-The National Latina Institute for Reproductive Health has published an overview of some current literature and research focusing on Latinas. The publication is called: Removing Stigma: Towards A Complete Understanding Of Young Latinas' Sexual Health.
-Blacks and Latinos more at risk for Alzheimer's, reluctant to acknowledge disease. This is a topic very important to me as both of my maternal grandparents died of this illness. I wonder how as sexuality professionals we understand and can help people navigate this disease and how it intersects with sexuality.
-De la universidad a la cárcel (in Spanish) is the narrative of Jessica Colotl who is currently awaiting deportation. You can also read this article in English via Goggle Translate here.
-Ozomatli sings about Gay Vatos In Love. I know I'm going to write more about this topic in the future so stay tuned for that piece!
Showing posts with label alzheimer disease. Show all posts
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Monday, May 3, 2010
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Sunday Night Common Sense
My maternal grandmother died from Alzheimer's disease. I can see early traces of it in my mother today. When I last saw her in March, it was more apparent. She has yet to see a doctor about that specific issue.
Today as I was watching Waltz with Bashir, the main character went to a friend to discuss a dream/flashback he had upon hearing about another friends haunting dream of war. He thinks his friends dream triggered his memory/dream of war. He does not know if it was real or not. This is how the story begins. Here is what his friend tells him:
Where will I let my memory take me? Where will you allow your memory to take you? How is giving into memory a form of freedom? Is the haunting of rememory as frightening as we allow ourselves to remember? Is it more frightening to not recall any of these memories? When an absence of rememory exists, then what? I wonder about all of this.
Today as I was watching Waltz with Bashir, the main character went to a friend to discuss a dream/flashback he had upon hearing about another friends haunting dream of war. He thinks his friends dream triggered his memory/dream of war. He does not know if it was real or not. This is how the story begins. Here is what his friend tells him:
Memory is dynamic. It's alive. If some details are missing memory fills the holes with things that never happened...We don't go places where we really don't want to. A human mechanism prevents us from entering dark places. Memory takes us where we need to go.
Where will I let my memory take me? Where will you allow your memory to take you? How is giving into memory a form of freedom? Is the haunting of rememory as frightening as we allow ourselves to remember? Is it more frightening to not recall any of these memories? When an absence of rememory exists, then what? I wonder about all of this.
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