Black Lives Matter

“Our bodies are too precious,
and you are here now, and you must live—and there is too much out there to live for,
not just in someone else’s country, but in your own home.”

Ta-Nehisi Coates, Between the World and Me

To my future Black patients,

I am in my infancy as a doctor and I have already failed you in too many ways. I write this here, now, not to wallow in unproductive guilt or justify and defend myself, but to use the sharp sting of hindsight to orient myself for the future—to become a better doctor, person, and force for change.
I will be trusted, one day, to advocate on behalf of you. This is a priceless gift.

I will do better to not only educate myself, but I will advocate and stand in solidarity with my Black, Indigenous, and Latinx colleagues. I failed to do this when I didn’t sign NYU GSOM BALSA chapter’s letter with clear, well-researched demands for the administration of our school to be more anti-racist and dismantle white supremacy. My reasoning doesn’t matter: I failed to join my voice and add my privilege in the very most minimal way. I won’t let this happen again. It shouldn’t have happened in the first place.

Racism is a public health crisis and we must treat it as such.

Black lives MORE than matter. Black lives are cherished and beloved. Black lives should be treated with care and tenderness.

This post is not the time to amplify my privileged voice and opinion on this matter.
Please, dear readers, take a few minutes of your day to read, educate yourselves, donate, and start doing the work.

Ayotomiwa Ojo, a rising M4 at Harvard Med, eloquently makes a call for the medical community to become actively anti-racist.
“Black women are three to four times more likely to die due to pregnancy-related causes than white women. Police killings of unarmed Black Americans cause 55 million excess poor mental health days per year among Black American adults, and from 2015 to 2016, on average 286.5 Black boys and men were killed by the police in the United States. Together, they lost 15,673.7 years of life.”

This paper in the New England Journal of Medicine asks clinicians to reconsider using race correction in clinical algorithms, which can delay access to care or direct resources away from BIPOC.

Read this interactive piece from the NYT as part of the 1619 Project about why race explains everything about our lack of universal health care in the United States.
“Professional societies like the American Medical Association barred black doctors; medical schools excluded black students, and most hospitals and health clinics segregated black patients. Federal health care policy was designed, both implicitly and explicitly, to exclude black Americans.”

Go check out Vallery, who is an absolute sunshine beam of a person, who won the Great American Baking Show and is a fantastic baker.
Click through to see Jerrelle Guy’s blog, Chocolate for Basil, which is a delight for the senses. She writes great recipes for the NYT Cooking section as well.
Arley Cakes makes gorgeous baked goods with a message. Dreamy, dreamy feed. Follow her because dang! she is talented.

This is a hand painted pie inspired by Monyee Chau (@Monyeeart on instagram). Inside is cherry and berry filling.
If you, too, are inspired by her art, please only share the updated version with BLM tagged in the bottom, not the original piece, as she has requested. Thank you!

#Asians4BlackLives #WhiteCoats4BlackLives #AsiansForBlackLives #WC4BL

Finally, if you have option paralysis, click here for a clear, well-designed tree of ways to help:

BLACK LIVES MATTER

Loveliest of Trees

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands above the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.

Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.

A.E. Housman

On the banks of the Tokyo Bay moat in the Hamarikyu Gardens.

The Heian-jingu torii on the banks of the Lake Biwa canal, Kyoto.

Along the Kamo River, Kyoto.

Early morning stillness at Fushimi Inari. Kyoto.

The absolutely sublime Takase-gawa, Kyoto.

The courtyard of the silent patisserie, Zen Kashoin. Kyoto.

The light forest in Teamlab: Borderless. Tokyo.

An intricate pavilion in Biwon (Secret Garden) within Changdeokgung Palace. Seoul.

Flashing lights and late-night shoppers of Myeongdong, Seoul.

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Always Be Here

Chocolate, Cherry, and Cacao Butter Cake | La Pêche Fraîche

You are loved just for being who you are, just for existing.
You don’t have to do anything to earn it.
Your shortcomings, your lack of self-esteem, physical perfection, or social and economic success—none of that matters.
No one can take this love away from you, and it will always be here.

Ram Dass

Chocolate, Cherry, and Cacao Butter Cake | La Pêche Fraîche

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Some Times

Double Chocolate Cake | La Pêche Fraîche

You won’t always,
don’t always
get what you need –
And try as you will,
you won’t always succeed –
And sometimes you’ll struggle,
And sometimes you’ll doubt –
And sometimes you’ll work,
But it just won’t work out.

It’s toil and it’s trouble,
This troubling life –
It’s juggling stress,
And it’s struggle and strife –
It’s bearing the bad times,
And riding the rough –
It’s knowing you tried,
But it wasn’t enough.

But try all the same,
With a hope in your heart –
Be sad but be strong,
And be ready to start –
The bad times will hurt,
And the dreadful times too –
You have to survive them.

It’s all you can do.

—Sam Garland

Double Chocolate Cake | La Pêche Fraîche
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You Were Together

“Home wasn’t a set house, or a single town on a map.
It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together.
Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.”

Sarah Dessen, What Happened to Goodbye

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Santa’s Workshop

“This place reminds me of Santa’s Workshop! Except it smells like mushrooms and everyone looks like they want to hurt me.”

—Buddy the Elf

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Carry Down A Present

Then their father Israel said unto them,
“If it must be so, do this: take of the best fruits in the land in your vessels, and carry down the man a present—some balm and some honey, gum, laudanum, pistachio nuts, and almonds…”

Gen. 43

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