Dear Ambassador Haley,
I was at the United Nations conference to negotiate a legally binding instrument to prohibit nuclear weapons, which started on March 27. I find it intriguing that those of us “activists” were inside the room, participating in the international law making process, while you and some other government leaders decided to boycott and protest it outside the room.
While we were celebrating the beginning of this historic process, with the determination to make the 72-year-old goal of abolishing nuclear weapons a reality, you held a press conference.
“As a mom, as a daughter, there is nothing I want more for my family than a world with no nuclear weapons. But we have to be realistic. Is there anyone that believes that North Korea would agree to a ban on nuclear weapons?
…. in this day and time we would love to have a ban on nuclear weapons but in this day and time we can’t honestly say that we can protect our people by allowing the bad actors to have them and those of us that are good trying to keep peace and safety not to have them.”
To me, it is beyond my intellectual comprehension to say that we need nuclear weapons in order to protect our families, communities, cities, and countries, when those very weapons can not only destroy everything in an instant, but also have long-lasting, devastating impacts on health and environment for generations to come.
I am also a mother. My son recently turned 16 months. At the conference we heard a testimony of Mr. Toshiki Fujimori, who was 16-month-old when the atomic bomb was detonated in Hiroshima. He lost his sister in the attack. He recalled:
“Every year, on August 6th, my mother would gather all of us children and would talk to us about her experience in tears. I once asked my mother why she would speak about it if recalling the experience makes her suffer. ‘I can’t make you go through the same experience.’ That was her answer.
Her tears were her heartfelt appeal. She called, as a mother, for a world with no more hell on earth.”
Imagining the sadness of his mother for losing her child to the senseless attack, I’m at loss of words. But one thing is certain: I, too, want no nuclear weapons on this planet, so that no person will have to ever suffer the same hell they experienced. Nuclear weapons do not provide us with security; they make it possible that, their intentional or accidental use can cause tremendous suffering to countless people.
I know that, when my son grows up, he will be proud of me for being part of this movement to rid the world of nuclear weapons. He will understand that there is no better way to make this world safe, than removing the very causes of danger.
As a mother, I fight for nuclear abolition.
Happy Women’s History Month! Since I wasn’t great at updating this blog last year, my goal is to write at least 2 posts this month related to activism and my identity as a woman. This one is the first in series.
When I lived in New Jersey, my place was about a 5-minute walk from a train station. I’d walk the busy path almost everyday, along with many people coming home from New York. Occasionally, I’d get a cat call – from men driving by. By the time I realize that it was directed at me, they’d been long gone. Continue reading
“Women who can have it all can do so, because they have help,” said a friend recently. We both are relatively new moms, trying to figure out what it means to take on the new, at times daunting, responsibility (Yes, my son was born November last year!). Her words made me think.
I’ve read articles by other women about the challenge of “having it all,” but now that I have a child, it has a whole new meaning. I’m no longer able to just pick up my stuff and go out, or stay up late to finish 500 pages of readings for next week. My priority is the baby – but can I succeed with my school (I’m a full-time PhD student), work, and household chores, without driving myself crazy? Continue reading
Last week my blog post on Ethics of Nonviolent Action was published on the website of Metta Center for Nonviolence. Let me know what you think!
One day it hit me. I’ve been living my life apologetically.
Like many people, I have multiple responsibilities in life, perhaps more than what you would think a person should take on. I’m a full-time student, and I work 3 days a week. I have a leadership responsibility in my Buddhist community, while I sit on two boards of directors. I’m a wife, daughter, sister, friend… and the list goes on. Continue reading
Happy Holidays! It’s been a while since my last post, and I wanted to write one more before the end of 2014.
This year was definitely one of the turning points for me. In May, I left my previous job, after working there for five years. I grew so much through the work experience, learned ins and outs of nonprofit programming and management, and met many wonderful people, some of whom I still keep in touch. But the last few years I had found myself in a highly-contentious, stressful environment, while also procrastinating on my dream of (again) going back to school and pursuing something I love. Continue reading
Happy International Day of Nonviolence, commemorating Gandhi’s 145th birthday (aka “‘Spinning Wheel’ (charkha) Birthday”)! The UN designates this day as an occasion to “disseminate the message of non-violence, including through education and public awareness”.
On this occasion I wanted to share five of my favorite quotes from Gandhi that keeps encouraging me, to strive for my dreams and live true to my values: Continue reading
One day I was on the NYC subway, and an advertisement for a local college caught my attention. It showed stories of individuals who turned around their lives through education. With personal photos and short phrases, it conveyed some inspiring stories. And at the bottom of the ad, it said:
“For more consumer information about this program, go to…”. Continue reading
One day, I was walking by the Union Square in New York, when a young man approached me with a tablet in his hand. He said he worked for a nonprofit organization and wanted to share his story. Because I was not in a hurry, I stopped and listened.
Around us were several other young people, similar to his age, all engaging in conversation with passerby about their work. He explained to me about the organization’s work, why the cause they support is so important, and how much he loves working for them. In fact, because they care about their work so much that they step out of the office sometimes and talk to other people to raise awareness, he said.
I truly enjoyed our conversation and told him that I, too, worked for nonprofits. So when the time came for him to do the “ask,” and I said no, he seemed to be very surprised. Continue reading