“Kill the noise. Kill the noise. Kill the noise.” I repeated these three words to myself over and over as I struggled to remain focused on the good in life. Distracted by my unfulfilled desires and fear, I found myself deep in question and without answers. Then I heard it, “kill the noise. kill the noise.” An image from the movie Race replayed in my head. The scene shows Jesse Owens being taunted by a Continue Reading
Is Self Love Selfish?
There is an unrequited freedom that comes in solitude. The only person I have to please is me. The only opinion that matters is mine. The only happiness to be fulfilled is my own. The imminent pressure to fulfill the desires of others while balancing the art of appeasing oneself can be taxing. As a mother, daughter, friend, artist, minster, wife, etc, the expectations from others can be endless. Even those who mean no harm Continue Reading
Why The Truth Fails Us.
Truth. Often daunting. Seldom accepted. Frequently offensive. It can be the cause of fights, breakups and misunderstanding among loved ones and often fails us when met with judgement or reprimand. Our negative responses to truth can cause the truth teller to withdraw and refrain from sharing in the future. This leads to deceit. Lies. Hurt. It becomes a cycle and before we know it, we’re living a lie. Lying to ourselves and others because it’s Continue Reading
Sub tweeting & Unforgiveness.
I’d like to begin this piece with a confession: I watch Being Mary Jane and I love it. In contrast to the dramatic and somewhat shameful first season; this season, Mary Jane uses her platform to touch on prominent issues in the black community. The show has strategically highlighted issues with race, women, family and controversy in the workplace. While watching the very last episode of this season, emotions that I was sure had been Continue Reading
Who Has the Answer? A Piece About My Fear for My Black Men.
I’ve always loved black men. The way they walk, their style, the culture they represent, and the beauty that reflects in their different hue’s of brown. I’ve always believed in them. I believed that they were more intellectual than society wanted to portray and that their creativity and potential for success far outweighed the presumption that they are dangerous and deadbeat. Today, I fear for these beings that I’ve always loved so much. I’ve always had Continue Reading
