For 2022 choose your peace. Find your joy. As Black people, we must put boundaries around our joyful moments and protect them at any cost. Do not continue to allow this world to rob you of your joy. You are free to pursue a life of happiness, which doesn’t require White people’s permission. When you pursue something, you chase after it. It requires that you wake up every day and say, “Today, I will seek out joy. Today I will refuse to let racism rob me of my joy.”
Fix it, Black Girl. Fix us, Black Girl. Nurse us, Black Girl. Teach us, Black Girl. Be the help, Black Girl. Clean up our messes, Black Girl. Vote for us, Black Girl. Don’t complain, Black Girl.
Listen to Black Women, It Is Okay To Let Go Of Your Cape When I learned about the death of Miss USA 2019 Cheslie Kryst, I immediately felt compelled to look at her Instagram. Her last post was a stunning photo of her with the words, “May this […]
How is it that an innocent Black woman is being cast as a problem in Louisville? To even ask, “Did the Breonna Taylor protest hurt Louisville,” is egregious. As usual Black women are being blamed for the response while people ignore the action that ignited the protests. Why not ask, “Did the MURDER of Breonna Taylor Hurt Louisville?” Why not ask, “Did the MURDER of Breonna Taylor Hurt Louisville?”
Yesterday I was scrolling through Twitter, and I happened to read a tweet by State Rep. Patricia Morgan regarding her “Black friend.” In her tweet, Patricia states, “I had a black friend. I liked her and I think she liked me, too. But now she is hostile and […]
And my question to White people is, “Who told you it would feel good?” (Pause and answer that question. Sit and think about the person who told you it was going to feel good? Have you come up with any name? I want you to really reflect on who told you it was going to feel good.) Who made that promise to you because they told you incorrect information. Let me tell you the truth. Facing you is never easy.
Immediately my mind found the pathway back to when another friend met with me on Zoom. It was for a pre-call to a workshop that I was conducting for their organization, and they asked how I was doing. I said, “I am fine.” Then they asked, “No, really, how are you?” Even on that Zoom call, I fought back the tears. I lied, forcing a smile that I hoped looked genuine as I said, “I’m good. I’m good.” I am the strong one. I am not allowed to have bad days.
Dear Kamala or Susan, They will call you aggressive. They will mock your body shape. They will say you are cold. They will say you are unfriendly. They will send you hate mail. They will say you are mean. They will demand you fix everything wrong in this […]
Everybody wants to be Black until it’s time to be Black. Everybody loves the rhythm, but no one wants to deal with the blues. Everyone wants to Milly Rock in the rain, but no one wants to get wet. A Black costume is enough. The reality is, being a Black woman is something no White woman really wants to deal with.
For many White people, they have a perception of Black women as caricatures. In their minds Black women are either, The “It’s Handled Olivia Pope” Black Woman, “The Clean Up Our Messes Mammy” Black Woman, “The Eye Rolling, Finger Snapping, Quick Witted Auntie” Black Woman, “The Crack Whore” Black Woman, “The Affirmative Action Served Her Well So She’s Acceptable” Black Woman, “The Hottentot Venus, Arouse Us and Let Us Exploit You,” Black Woman.