Silence Doesn’t Feel Like Solidarity

  Those that know me well know that I love truth more than I love comfort.  This past week, the ugly truths of police brutality, implicit racial bias, and systemic oppression of black and brown people made many uncomfortable.  In fact, many are still uncomfortable; particularly in the christian community.  This past week has pushedContinue reading “Silence Doesn’t Feel Like Solidarity”

Am I Black?

“Am I Black?”  This question has echoed in my mind since it was so loudly projected from the mouth of a little boy (approximately 5 years old) to his parents as he sat with them and watched a portion of a video about the middle passage at The Griot Museum of Black Historyin St. Louis,Continue reading “Am I Black?”

When the Healer Doesn’t Heal

Sometimes I use music to silence the ache of my heart, but there is no song loud enough to remedy the ache I feel when death comes incredibly close.  Death always feels sudden and unexpected; sometimes it is and sometimes it isn’t.  In youth and old age, the heart ache is just the same.  WhatContinue reading “When the Healer Doesn’t Heal”

Dichotomy of Thirst

I am humored that the term “thirsty” has taken on a negative narrative.  I’m sure you know it…to be thirsty is to be desperate [for a man], so the new narrative goes.  So, as a woman in my mid-thirties, I often want to avoid the topic of marriage and my future husband because in noContinue reading “Dichotomy of Thirst”

No Sweeter Words

Today marks the 1 year anniversary of the Precious Predilections blog.  The “start” of this blog has been liberating.  Writing has allowed me to courageously share things that would otherwise become a passing thought.  In so many ways writing has become for me the unveiling of the broken and beautiful things that occurred last year.Continue reading “No Sweeter Words”

Collective Heroism

Just as there are angels among us, I am certain that there are heroes among us.  Unlike those we see in comic books or movies, they aren’t donning a cape and symbol on their chest. A recent visit to Orlando taught me much about heroism and the unparalleled beauty witnessed when the community rises toContinue reading “Collective Heroism”

Legal Cannabis – Capitalization or Decriminalization?

“I was gonna clean my room until I got high I gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high My room is still messed up and I know why ‘Cause I got high…” – Afroman In just a few days, as a citizen of Ohio, I will have to option toContinue reading “Legal Cannabis – Capitalization or Decriminalization?”