Category: On Politics

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Finding The Inspiration to Continue

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The longer I live, the more I appreciate: A new sunrise; A rare moon; Blankets of fallen leaves bedazzled in red, gold, purple, yellow, and other nameless colors; Laughter; Prolonged sleep on a rainy Saturday morning in Fall; and, Clarity in the creative process. Right now, these simple and free gifts are giving me

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Why We Must Write

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What good is your pen, they ask dem just words on a page, you know markings on a sheet indication that maybe you have too much time on your hands maybe… I tell them there’s power in this here pen what I’m doing is making war on this here page and sometimes love too

+ Life, On Politics, On Traditions, Woman Wisdom

A Return to ‘Normalcy’?

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I try not to stay glued to the TV and social media about the day’s events because simply put, I grow weary and have become wary of all of it. The criminalization of Blacks in America and outright police violence and murder of Black men, women, and children has become all too commonplace, some would even say ‘normal.’ Please do not categorize my response as one … Read More A Return to ‘Normalcy’?

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Finding Ms. Lauryn Hill’s Lost Ones

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  “It’s funny how money change a situation“ While we sat eagerly awaiting our Lauryn Hill, the lights dimmed and our eyes were directed to a vintage, albeit inexpensive, white film screen, that was placed unevenly at the foot of the stage. What’s going on? Where is Lauryn Hill? Isn’t there supposed to be an opening act, I wondered? Isn’t there a local artist, a rising child star, or a comedian to … Read More Finding Ms. Lauryn Hill’s Lost Ones

+ On Love, On Politics, On Traditions

America the Beautiful

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“You know something? I’m thankful to be in this country. There are many freedoms and opportunities here that can’t be enjoyed in many places around the world. I’m especially thankful for the principles of democracy and freedom of speech. Most of all, I am profoundly thankful for friends who challenge me in love, spirit, and truth. Whether we share the same party or political … Read More America the Beautiful

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B E Y O N D V A L E N T I N E S #Love #ThatIsAll #CommandmentKeeper #Loving through the bad times and the good. #ChooseLove
C U R R E N T M O O D: I’m all up in my #SaturdayFeelings ridin’ with H.E.R. “I could never lose, so it’s funny how you thought you won.” 🎶 🎼 🎵 #2 in my feelings, y’all. #FacesOfAv #SheWrites #SheThinks #SheRocks #CurrentMood #HER #MusicFreesMe
H E A V Y What have you been taught about love, and why haven’t you loved and loved fully? What pain have you inflicted on others simply to protect your neck? What role do you play in the erasure and silence of others only because of your cowardice? In the name of your “beliefs,” who have you harmed in your “loving”? Life is heavy, but so is love. It is time we sit the baggage down, inspect, and unpack it all. 😘Love is accountable, always requiring that we unpack the ways we’ve harmed and the ways we love. Love requires that we unlearn some of the ill shit we’ve learned and become in the process. Love is recognizing the seedy and vile ways in which we’ve both “loved” and withheld love from any humanity that does not mirror our own. Love is finally owning up to the emotional and physical violence we’ve inflicted on others and helping others to do the same so we can move forward in love for real, for real. Love requires all of this. If we don’t ever unburden ourselves, then we are never ever truly free. Never. Now, that is some heaviness. #RealHealing #liberation #WhatAreYouReading #books #Heavy #KieseLaymon #love #GreatReads #BlackMen #Vulnerability #loving #RealLove #PersonalNarratives #AmericanMemoir #black
F I N D Y O U R S E L F: apart from my #RedBoots 😉 i believe that #literature is the only thing that will truly save us. Seems we’ve grown weary of listening to and beholding each other. How then can we find the divinity in anyone, let alone ourselves? Our attentiveness is anything but present. Solitude? What’s that? We live lives possessed by noise and distractions and scrolling and feeds and knee-jerk reactions and comments and pseudo analysis. We insufficiently contemplate and introspect. In saunters literature with its quiet urgency and confident invocation - inviting us to deal with our deepest selves, our most pressing anxieties, fears, and convictions. Ah, such radical and transformative power is found between the words and pages. Language both rescues and implores. Ridiculously beautiful, language forces us to be transparent with our most intimate selves.... but only if we dare. 😘 I believe this with every nerve and sinew of my being, so much so that I’ve committed the rest of my life to #writing the #stories, sharing the #narratives, healing myself, ourselves. #WritingHealing #WhatAreYouReading #TransparentTalks #CandidConversations #amwriting #StealingMySaturdays #Saturday #Solitude
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