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Thoughts from the Road: Purifying Change

Since mid-March, I’ve been traveling across the country. I hit the road after selling my home in Southern Arizona. There were no immediate thoughts on where to pitch my tent next, so I decided to roam a bit and see where the Spirit led.  Before Covid-19, I thought I’d travel abroad for a few monthsContinueContinue reading “Thoughts from the Road: Purifying Change”

I AM WOMAN: A Timeline

African Women In America: Using Our Voices A Timeline: 1500 -2000’s This has been quite an undertaking for I AM WOMAN: Expressions of Black Womanhood in America! At first I assumed there had to be chronologies of African Women in America and our contributions or achievements throughout the centuries. But there really weren’t any. IContinueContinue reading “I AM WOMAN: A Timeline”

Poem: Why did God make me Black? by RuNell Ni Ebo

Lord, Lord Why did You make me Black? Why did You make someone the world wants to hold back? Black is the color of dirty clothes, the color of grimy hands and feet. Black is the color of darkness, the color of tire-beaten streets. Why did You give me thick lips, a broad nose andContinueContinue reading “Poem: Why did God make me Black? by RuNell Ni Ebo”

Isabel de Olvera: I Demand Justice.

Isabel de Olvera: I Demand Justice.
“I am going on the expedition to New Mexico and have some reason to fear that I may be annoyed by some individual since I am a mulatta, and it is proper to protect my rights in such an eventuality by an affidavit showing that I am a free woman, unmarried and the legitimate daughter of Hernando, a Negro, and an Indian named Magdalena….” 1600 AD
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When did you become radicalized?

When were you radicalized?
A Self-Reflection Exercise.
When did you first see yourself in the struggle?
When did you become unapologetic?
When did you know you wouldn’t turn back?
When did you acknowledge your trauma?
When did you acknowledge your helplessness?
When did you acknowledge your rage?
When did you acknowledge your grief?

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Poem: Death is passive. Killing is not.

Poem: Death is passive, killing is not. by LaShawnda Jones

Breathing is active.
Breath is sacred.
Air is life.
We are all created beings
with the same Right to Life
and unhindered breathing.
Access to air should not depend on
Assumptions, opinions, political views,
Occupation, wealth, social status,
Skin color, mood, hatred of fellow humans
or self-hatred. Access to air should
not require legislation.
Yet here we are.

#VirtualRoadTrip: Sunset Crater Volcano

May 4 marks two months of self-isolation. I had actually been really sick the last two weeks of February. In hindsight, I think I was infected with #covid19 most likely in late December. I has something of a pre-illness the first week of January while traveling overseas. The February illness was full force with anContinueContinue reading “#VirtualRoadTrip: Sunset Crater Volcano”

Pamela Turner: Two for the Carnage of One

Do this in remembrance of me. It’s psychological warfare physical murder spiritual bondage. Our sanity means nothing to the intentionally persistent   assassins of our humanity. Our humanness has no value in the   confrontation of violent entitlement& and moral disregard that assumes  murder of “others” is the white person’s right – a privilege  awarded toContinueContinue reading “Pamela Turner: Two for the Carnage of One”