I believe joy is a form of resistance. I believe in storytelling as sacred practice. And I believe our voices—especially those too often silenced—belong in the center.
I’m Rebekah D. Mason—a Chicana storyteller, lovingly partnered performer, and later-in-life queer. I write from the body—fat, disabled, and in recovery. My stories live at the intersections of identity, advocacy, and imagination.
I’ve been a legal aid lawyer, a veterans advocate, a policy advisor and government affairs director, a case worker caring for unaccompanied undocumented children, a solo performer, and a witness to so many lives shaped by systems and survival.
My blog, Waiting for Lefty, is where I gather it all—grief, joy, rage, reverence—and offer it back in stories. Stories that hold space. Stories that reach for justice. Stories that refuse to disappear.
