Disclaimer: what I am writing is by no means the only thing to be taken away from what was a lifetime’s worth of generational pain and forgiveness that Beyonce managed to squeeze into an album. This ain’t that – rather its a reference to one of many themes woven into this work of art. I … Continue reading Love & Sisterhood makes Lemonade
I find that far too often we become comfortable with the idea of never removing ourselves from taxing spaces. Let me edit that: we have become far too comfortable with never creating space for ourselves. I flirt with that line often. I am, deep down inside, a person that likes to make things happen. More … Continue reading Vacation. Relaxation. Creating Space.
If you were like me and made the mistake of waiting until the day after Beyonce dropped something new for the world to behold, then you too have probably learned to never let that happen again. I repeat, the next time Beyonce drops a song I will drop everything: the phone, a conversation, my religion, … Continue reading Representation Matters, It Always Has
In late 2014 I was living in Atlanta, Georgia when a friend sent me a story surrounding residents complaining about contaminated water in Flint, Michigan. At the time of this story, the key element was that residents were getting sick from their water and had been advised to boil or use bottled water to bathe, … Continue reading Our Race Problem Just Became An Emergency
Today I was struck by my numbness – a feeling undoubtedly tied to the fact racism is both my profession and reality. I spend my days reading and developing commentary that suggests there is beyond endless work to be done in creating equitable spaces. So professionally I confront race. I make the conversation digestible. I … Continue reading All I See Is My Dead Child