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My name is Kabir Kadre. I need immediate and ongoing help to pay rent, a team of five caregivers, and other regular expenses to function as a quadriplegic. Your donations allow me to give to the world what I can through the gift of my life.

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July 26, 2022

July 25, 2022 — Kabir’s Ask Me Anything

Or as Geoff says, may be better "Ask Me Everything" :-)

The video is about 90 minutes long, but you can hop easily to the meat and potatoes with this guide to the timecode:

0:00:00 Introductions

0:12:58 Opening

0:20:08 Dialogue

1:20:35 Closing…

1:24:18 The End…

The conversation was deep and beautiful and has already begun stirring some additional creative actions in the aftermath…

I hope you will enjoy…

June 22, 2022

Learning of my recent acute conditions, my dear friend Molly offered the most endearing letter, asking if we would be all right for her to share with family and friends.

I was brought to tears, and speechless.

Molly has a beautiful writing style, wry wit, and insightful mind, you can learn more about her at her website: mollyjhalfman.com

Molly's letter…

“I have a profound admiration for Kabir. The journey of our relationship has evolved from my first perception of him as a soft, eccentric man with the title of my new boss, to a man I adore and hold a lot of space for in my heart. He has become a loved one. From meeting him in the first year of the pandemic, through the following six months that I was his caregiver, to nearly two years later when I strut into his home to announce my pregnancy, he has had an immense impact on my life.

The first time I fed Kabir, who is a quadriplegic, I spilled soup on his lap. Likely noting the awkward shift in my demeanor and regretful expression on my face, Kabir looked at me with a grin, shook his head, and said:

“I can’t tell you how much this doesn’t matter right now,” and continued joyfully with his inquisition into my life.

We have wept together over poetry and personal stories of love and loss. We have celebrated both life’s little and not-so-little victories, watched movies in his bed, giggled like schoolgirls, and meditated in somber silence. We have witnessed each other stumble; from emergency catheter flushes, to unexpected bowl program outcomes, to the frenzy of mucus-blocked airways. We have experienced each other at our most vulnerable; from poop stains to infected bed sores to Kabir gracefully calming me down amidst an otherwise neutral moment’s panic attack in his living room.

To bear witness to Kabir’s financial hardship as he struggles to keep his care ecosystem (his livelihood) afloat brings me such angst and sorrow. An example of the failed healthcare system we live in where someone like Kabir cannot receive quality, affordable care. But Kabir’s smile and relentlessly positive energy will keep on keepin’ on because that’s who he is, and I imagine that given what he’s overcome, there is nothing life can throw at him that he cannot conquer with grace.

Please contribute to Kabir’s care cause so he can focus less energy on his survival and continue positively uplifting his community.

helphopelive.org

[She included photos (see photo album on the campaign page!)]

1. The day I broke my pregnancy news to Kabir and our friend Vanessa:

2. My favorite photo:

3. When Kabs got me a box of menstrual tea to keep at his house for when I was working, and another to take home, because I was a hot mess."

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You are welcome, and of course encouraged to follow her suite if you are so moved, we've used her letter as a foundation to support others to share with their networks, feel free to cut-and-paste from below!

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“My friend Kabir is a quadriplegic and needs our support. I’m sharing this because [what Kabir means to me. Fill in the blank :-) (include a photo of us if you have one! :-)]

helphopelive.org

Here is a telling piece written by one of his former caregivers, Molly:

“I have a profound admiration for Kabir. The journey of our relationship has evolved from my first perception of him as a soft, eccentric man with the title of my new boss, to a man I adore and hold a lot of space for in my heart. He has become a loved one. From meeting him in the first year of the pandemic, through the following six months that I was his caregiver, to nearly two years later when I strut into his home to announce my pregnancy, he has had an immense impact on my life.

The first time I fed Kabir, who is a quadriplegic, I spilled soup on his lap. Likely noting the awkward shift in my demeanor and regretful expression on my face, Kabir looked at me with a grin, shook his head, and said:

“I can’t tell you how much this doesn’t matter right now,” and continued joyfully with his inquisition into my life.

We have wept together over poetry and personal stories of love and loss. We have celebrated both life’s little and not-so-little victories, watched movies in his bed, giggled like schoolgirls, and meditated in somber silence. We have witnessed each other stumble; from emergency catheter flushes, to unexpected bowl program outcomes, to the frenzy of mucus-blocked airways. We have experienced each other at our most vulnerable; from poop stains to infected bed sores to Kabir gracefully calming me down amidst an otherwise neutral moment’s panic attack in his living room.

To bear witness to Kabir’s financial hardship as he struggles to keep his care ecosystem (his livelihood) afloat brings me such angst and sorrow. An example of the failed healthcare system we live in where someone like Kabir cannot receive quality, affordable care. But Kabir’s smile and relentlessly positive energy will keep on keepin’ on because that’s who he is, and I imagine that given what he’s overcome, there is nothing life can throw at him that he cannot conquer with grace.

Please contribute to Kabir’s care cause so he can focus less energy on his survival and continue positively uplifting his community.

helphopelive.org

The day I broke my pregnancy news to Kabir and our friend Vanessa:

My favorite photo:

When Kabs got me a box of menstrual tea to keep at his house for when I was working, and another to take home, because I was a hot mess.

You can read him in his own words in the latest campaign update at the link above, AND follow his writing, both global in scope and deeply personal at his newsletter, here: wisdominquiry.substack.com

You can also follow the exquisite writing journey of Molly at her blog, here: mollyjhalfman.com mollyjhalfman.ck.page

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Guestbook

August 3, 2022

Kabir's generous and compassionate spirit shines through, whatever he does. I know he can make a big impact on our world that will ripple for generations. I am honored to know Kabir and will do whatever I can to show support for him and his work. He has been and continues to be immensely supportive to me, and I hope to reciprocate and keep collaborating.

Karilen Mays

August 2, 2022

Kabir is the rare individual whose courage, love, insights into human nature and capacity for joy despite his physical confinement have been an inspiration to me and many others for years. His social activism to improve healthcare and to make life better for others are exemplary. Kabir deserves all our support and blessings.

Susanne Cook

July 19, 2022

Here's to the ripple effect!

Dennis OConnor