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Black and brown women

My throat is full And it burns I want to write something enlightening My head is a snow globe Of truths and experiences They swarm me, warm me, hold me close and whisper “nobody cares, nobody cares, nobody cares” Read the rest--->

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#BuyfromBlackWomen

Holiday season is upon us and what better time than to show that Black Lives Matter to you by supporting the work and art of black women and femmes! Graeme Seabrook has created The Holiday Black Book which is a collection of black women and femme creators, artists, services and entrepreneurs, including yours truly. You… Continue reading #BuyfromBlackWomen

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When Spiritual Bypassing Meets Racism Meets Gaslighting

Wake Up, Mama!

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I want to talk about something I witnessed last week in the online world.

First, a little background. A couple of years ago, I became increasingly aware of a pervasive phenomenon in the (overwhelmingly white) women’s spirituality/ personal growth circles I move in. I noticed persistent attempts to deny and disown painful realities by insistence (overt or implied) that we create our struggles with our negative thinking or energy or low vibration or fill-in-the-blank. I do believe the way we frame things in our thinking can be important to our well being and success, up to a point. I do believe we have some authentic choice around where we place our focus, and those choices can impact our well being and success, up to a point. However, I found the blanket application and oversimplification of these ideas to…

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my love & me

Fans blowing the breeze across my breast Your lips searching my body Warm hands caressing my curves Thumbs into my indentations Independently liberating me from my panties and foraging my skin for the fruits of our love We fall into each other, wantingly, not waiting. We find the spots and claim the world to be… Continue reading my love & me