my mind has been awash with ideas, concepts, thoughts, all jangling around in my head like so much loose change. i switch from thinking about the civil rights movement that reached its apex in the 60s to going back to the 40s and recalling ww2 and america’s delayed reaction until they were forced to join […]
“mama said there’d be days like this there’d be days like this mama said” today reminds me of the day after the ferguson decision. when white cops were once again absolved of murdering yet another unarmed black man. this is not a debate about the guilt or innocence of michael brown (accosted by police and […]
i started a post a few days ago about colorism and what i perceive to be the destruction of our personhood as black people, but i was distracted by a more pressing issue that i am fighting through: justice over fear. at the age of 34 my mother was married with 5 kids. she told […]
in prep for my trip to belize in celebration of HBD2ME, i decided, to hell with shaving, i’ll get myself a bikini wax. i asked a colleague for a recommendation and she shared her preferred studio. i had done some research and the menu was extensive. full brazillian, landing strip, butt strip, on and on. […]
lately the phrase, “no limits,” has been ringing in my head. i mentioned it to a friend and shortly thereafter i stumbled upon a message by the same title. in it pastor gordon banks said, there is no limit to what we can do in CHRIST. JESUS is the pin to our bank account and […]
i shared last week that i am in counseling and i truly believe that when i made the decision to seek help, to be vulnerable and transparent, that the hounds of hell were unleashed. these are the internal whispers, the mental taunts, the unseen forces that prevent me from pursuing my gift due to self-doubt. […]
this past february i reached out to a therapist. i did a google search, scrolled past a few faces and her smile, name, and afro spoke to me. i emailed her and told her i realized i need help and she told me that was a big first step and that i could call to […]
so i’ve been away for awhile living, struggling, battling on all fronts. then tonight i gave in and watched brene brown, the call to courage. as she told the last story about the dread her daughter felt as she prepared to swim the 100 yard breaststroke, how she considered skipping the heat, but showed up […]
sitting here musing. thinking. reminiscing. wanting to make things clear. to sit across from him and share a piece of my truth. to tell him how i feel, felt, what i wanted that never was and how that changed who i became, am becoming. how do you tell a stranger that he struck a chord […]
after watching bird box, an odd film on netflix, a male friend of mine messaged me and said, i can easily see you naming your kids boy and girl so as to not get too attached. radio silence. i was taken aback at his declaration of fact and fired back, when i am insulted i […]
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