Full lips, round hips, black skin is where I begin, but not where I end. – Black woman. It’s July 2020 and suddenly America has awakened to a realization that Black lives should matter in these United States. Operative word should. Just a few days shy of July 4th and Breonna Taylor’s family along withContinue reading “Anti-Racist Checklist”
Category Archives: Justice
Lost that Loving Feeling
For the past ten days, each breath I’ve taken has felt triumphant and treacherous. In the same breath I would inhale hope and exhale despair. With as many breaths taken, I somehow still felt as if I was suffocating. A lingering heaviness remains in my chest, yet I persist in taking long, deep breaths ofContinue reading “Lost that Loving Feeling”
When privilege speaks
WE ARE HERE AGAIN. Another #unarmed Black man murdered under the guise of a citizen’s arrest. #AhmaudArbery and #SeanReed are the latest trending hashtags attempting to shine light on injustice. This time my anger feels different. I’m enraged. Maybe it’s because we’re here again. It’s more likely because I know that my voice is notContinue reading “When privilege speaks”
Neighboring Fear
How has fear become my neighbor? Close enough to be a predictor of behavior, yet distant enough for me to ignore when discomfort arises. Have you ever experienced a fear so great that it paralyzed you? A fear so magnificent that you felt powerless to respond and instead, you ran? I have. Two weeks agoContinue reading “Neighboring Fear”
Village People
“You’ve been here a LOOOOONNNNGGG time, Auntie…” – my 7 year old niece And by “long time” she means that I’ve been in Orlando longer than 5 weeks. Of course, children her age have a skewed concept of time generally leading to hyperbolic expressions of events. Her tone was sweet and endearing as she describedContinue reading “Village People”
Bubble Trouble
The beginning of the new year is generally bubbly; literally and figuratively. Bubbles can be deceptively dangerous, distorting our perspective, limiting our impact, and diminishing our hope. Yes, cute, friendly bubbles. Bubbles look stunning from the outside. Their iridescent color captures the eye. Their ability to beautifully reflect exactly what is in front of them is impressive. This isContinue reading “Bubble Trouble”
My Messy Beginning
Friend, Joy Becker, finishes this blog series sheer bravery. Her willingness to express where she is on this messy journey of privilege and racial reconciliation is authentic. I’ve been honored to collaborate and share the perspectives of Mika, Amy and Joy during the past four weeks. Perspectives unlike my own. I’ve grown. I pray thatContinue reading “My Messy Beginning”
Precious Predilections 