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SNAP/Food Stamp Challenge: shopping

snap_logoI purchased the food for my week on the SNAP/Food Stamp Challenge. I used $33.55 of a $34.40 budget.

Ten early observations:

  1. In no way does this match the reality of people who live day after day, week after week, month after month, on low incomes. This is a controlled exercise and witness. Hopefully it will allow me to develop a deeper understanding of the realities faced by my brothers and sisters and of the privileges that I have.
  2. I have a safe place to live. access to a well-functioning refrigerator, freezer, and stove. I have more cooking utensils, pots, and pans that I know how to use.
  3. I do not have to worry about juggling my food expenses with other expenses.
  4. Shopping took far longer than usual. I paid much closer attention to price while trying to take nutritional data into account.
  5. I will eat essentially the same menu every day during the week. That is a function  of my lack of imagination in the kitchen but also the reality of the costs. Food is cheaper in bulk. But when I spent $8.00 on ground turkey, I did not have funds to buy the turkey filet I considered. The ground turkey will make 7 meals.
  6. Looking at the nutritional value, I will consume more carbohydrates and fat than I usually do. In part, that is because I try to restrict carbs and fats. It is also the case, as I suspected, that less expensive foods have more fats and carbs.
  7. There will not be many fruits and vegetables. Several factors enter here. Cost. Where I shopped. I did not go to a farmers’ market. My preferences also played a role. Recognizing the environmental impact does have me wondering about reducing my consumption of meat. That is something I need to consider in the future.
  8. There will be no caffeine unless I find coffee in situations where people who use food stamps can also freely access the coffee. That has me wondering – we have coffee on at the office. Anyone who comes in is allowed to drink the coffee. But how likely are people who use food stamps able to get to our office. I have to work this through some more before Monday.
  9.  Preparing for the challenge has reminded me of how much food and eating is involved in my work. I have already had to reschedule two meetings so they did not involve meals. That’s a luxury that many of my sisters and brothers do not have.
  10. There will be much to learn during this week. I hope I am wise enough and open enough to learn.

See you along the Trail.

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Walking differently

I walk through the world differently
than other people do.

Privilege unearned, unasked, undeserved
but given to me for factors beyond my control
shapes my steps along the trail of life.

Based on
race
sexual orientation
gender
economic status,
health.
place of living
and more,
privilege
accompanies me,
always accompanies me.

I pray for the wisdom to realize my privilege,
the grace to recognize when my privilege comes into play,
and the courage to use my privilege
to walk through the world differently
than other privileged people do.

The Shire on the Hudson
22 August 2013

The image of walking through the world differently to reflect on privilege came from the video “Cracking the Codes: Joy DeGruy, A Trip to the Grocery Store.” My thanks to Dr. Joy DeGruy for sharing her story. My thanks to Margaret Aymer Oget for posting the video. My thanks to

 

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Stay healthy

To everything there is a season.

I have entered a season where my heart hangs heavy and my soul aches for friends who face serious health issues.

In an exchange with one friend, I received the advice, or the challenge, “You better stay healthy.”

I appreciate the sentiment but the reality, as my friend knows, is that I need to get healthy.

For almost two days now, I have tried. I ate well yesterday. I walked on the treadmill last night. I installed a number of health apps to measure food intake, exercise, weight, and other bodily functions, I ate well today.

As I type, I recognize the privileges that I carry: access to good food, access to a gym, access to a smart phone and a computer, financial resources to pay for them, freedom to make use of them, safety to practice them, time to devote to them, and more.

Humbled at having so much, I renew my commitment and head to the gym for a second night.

See you along the Trail.

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Privileged waiting – again

Again I wait in privilege.

This time the date is with
Sandy, not Irene.
Hurricane?
Tropical storm?
Frankenstorm?
Whatever name,
I wait.
Sandy approaches.

I have worked my way
through the preparation drill.
Candles bought.
Batteries obtained.
Electronic products recharged.
Water bottled.
Food purchased –
what happens to year-old applesauce?
Does it go bad?
Does it ferment?

I straighten the apartment,
move and position items –
later tonight I will fill the bathtub
and light again the sentinel.
I prepare.

I wait.
Watching football.
Tweeting, posting.
Contacting family, friends
I wait.

I wait and I remember,
yet again,
the privilege that is mine:

I have a place,
a solid place,
a dry place,
a safe place:
a roof above,
walls around;
I have
water to drink
and water to flush;
I have flashlights, candles for light
food that needs no cooking;
clothes to keep me warm;
loved ones who will check upon.

So much I have,
while sisters, brothers have but little,
while brothers, sisters have none at all.

I wait and I remember,
yet again,
the privilege that is mine

I wait and I pray,
for those who have too little,
for those who have too much,
for myself.

I wait and as before I wonder,
after the waiting,
after the storm,
what I will do differently
with the privileges that are mine?

28 October 2012
Shire on the Hudson

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In person once again

Plans for a fall trip to New Mexico and Ghost Ranch fell apart yesterday as I realized I had failed to read my calendar properly. I am deeply disappointed that things have gone awry. This will be the first year in a while that I have not made such a trip. I had already begun to pencil in an itinerary that included attending a Menaul School football game. After spending a few days in Colorado, I realized anew how much that part of the country feeds my spirit and nurtures my soul. But this year, it is not to be.

Disappointed as I am, I recognize that this “problem”  fails to amount to a hill of beans in this broken and battered world. After a primal scream of sorts, where I acknowledged my privilege, I have begun making plans – plans for what I will do in the New York city area during those days – and plans to increase the likelihood that next year, I will view this in person once again:

 

Assuming I have read my calendar correctly this time and assuming I can make the plans come together, my alternatives for the fall should result in a fairly significant, in the extremely privileged,  not amounting to a hill of beans sense of significance, announcement late in October or early in November.

See you along the Trail.

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The rant of privilege

Detroit Metropolitan Wayne County Airport

Detroit Metropolitan Wayne County Airport (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I recognize my privilege in being able to travel.

I recognize my privilege in being able to travel by air.

I recognize how amazing the whole concept of flight is.

I recognize that most times, travel goes far more smoothly than I have any right to expect.

I recognize that.

And when things go wrong. I whine. I acknowledge my privilege. And I whine.

Here, in a series of Facebook posts, is what happened today:

10:05 AM more or less
The plane left the gate, taxied to the runway, where we now sit waiting for an open gate to which the plane can return to have a steering issue corrected. Do we get frequent flyer miles for taxiing back and forth? Or frequent sitting points?

10:35 AM more or less
And we’re back at the gate. What a short, strange trip it’s been.

10:45 AM more or less
And we’re getting off. In Louisville. Jordan is working on our flights. Amazing how he can do that and talk to us on the plane at the same time.

11:00 AM more or less
Rebooked. Kind of like being rebooted.

11:02 AM more or less
Why did the child laugh when he saw our plane is going thru Detroit?

11:05 AM
“Your plane will leave at 11:00 so you can make the connection,” said the gate agent at 11:05 with no plane at the jetway and the crew standing inside the airport.

11:08 AM
Always nice to have these kind of travel issues when no one cares when you arrive.

11:24 AM
Now boarding the plane that left at 11:00. It’s 11:24. Hope the plane is still there.

11:30 AM more or less
Now waiting for fuel for the plane. Those frequent sitting points keep accumulating.

11:35 AM more or less
Fuel truck arrived at plane. Could this lead to movement? In the air?

11:45 AM more or less
The door is closed. Will the next text be from DTW?

12:10 PM more or less
DTW

12:40 PM more or less
And on another plane. A much bigger plane. But still sitting. The rant of privilege goes on and on.

12:58 PM more or less
“We look forward to seeing you on your way back,” says the DTW gate agent. Not real good news to those of us who have had today’s adventure in SDF

3:02 PM more or less
LGA. The adventure draws to a close.

3:03 PM more or less
Apparently I was in an “economy comfort” seat. Not all the parts of my anatomy feel comfortable, though.

3:20 PM more or less
Have my bag.

4:12 PM more or less
The Shire on the Hudson

The day’s travel draws to a close. Other days – better days, worse days, different days – will follow.

And on those days, I’ll see you along the Trail.

 

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Security

Long line
slowly moves,
privilege whines.

SDF
20 April 2012 

 

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More on mismatched names

Yesterday I described a recent travel experience in which my boarding pass had the name people call me by and not my legal first name. Between two gate agents and two security check points only once did this draw a comment.

A trusted friend reminded me that this was an experience of privilege. And she is right. I believe that her “wild guess” that “this would not have happened so favorably to others” is correct. I was privileged in my treatment and in how I viewed that treatment.

Am I asking that I should have been hassled? No. But I do think everyone should be treated the same and if that means I should have faced more complications because others do, and others would, then so be it.

See you along the Trail.

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Privileged waiting

Irene approaches.
Hurricane?
Tropical storm?
Whatever.
Irene approaches.

I prepare.
Purchase supplies
Straighten the apartment.
Move and position items.
I prepare.

I wait.
Contacting family and friends.
Tweeting, posting.
Pacing, writing.
I wait.

And the waiting reminds
of the privileges that are mine.

I could have left,
friends would host me,
I chose to stay.

Unlike some whose circumstances
limit their choices,
options were mine.

Unlike some whose choice
was taken away:
New York has not
abandoned me,
devalued me
left me behind
on a landfill-created island
because of what I have done,
what I have been accused of doing,
or where I work,
options were mine.

I chose to stay.

I have a place, a solid place,
a roof above,
walls around;
I have funds to buy supplies;
water, flashlights, candles,
food that needs no cooking.

I have so much,
and others have but little,
still others none at all.

I wait.
And the waiting reminds me
of the privileges that are mine.

I wait.
And I wonder,
after the waiting,
what I will do differently
with the privileges that are mine?

27 August 2011
Shire on the Hudson

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Comfort

Seat 36-G reclines,
invades “my” space,
smacks my chin,
annoys at first,
then slowly,
hauntingly,
embarrassingly,
calls to mind
how deeply my comfort
depends on discomforting others.

11 May 2011
Swiss International Air Lines 022

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