Melting Pot

A Maid in Mumbai

Mumbai households could not survive without the army of ladies who service the homes as housemaids or “bais” as they are called in Marathi. (In Rajasthani a “bai” is a girl or a daughter.) These young ladies are often the sole breadwinners of their homes. They are married…

Ana’s Angioma Journey – 9/9/2019

‎ It’s been an unusual few days for me…I’ve been a bit emotional as the calendar moved forward and my mind kept wanting to look back, but inside I know I have to keep moving forward, but learn from the past. September has been full of big shifts…

Goin’ In: It’s Time for A Family Meeting

  African American families used to have family meetings to figure out the issues, determine the steps needed to shore up the crumbling family infrastructure, and then hold people accountable for the improvements. Now keeping in mind—these weren’t long meetings. The meetings weren’t for blaming or shaming people…

Alabama Connections: The Circle

So an important part of my trip to Alabama was the workshop held, whose second half turned into a powerful healing ceremony. I remember teaching about the state of Wuji – Emptiness, also known as Sunyata. I pointed out that the medicine wheel, mandala, and all these sacred…

Connection, My Work, My Gift, and My Salvation 

Remaining members of the 47th Street  Temptations, L-R Azell Madden, Robert Brown and Don Arnold “We are hardwired to connect with others, it’s what gives purpose and meaning to our lives, and without it, there is suffering.”— Brené Brown Talk About Connection! I recently attended a childhood friend…

Goin’ In: We are connected: Deal with it!!

  We are connected to a violent American past that few people want to remember: the transatlantic slave trade. America chooses not to atone for slavery or grapple with the lingering question of reparations in the form of land, money, and international healing. When American political, social, and…

Goin’In: Shelter, What Shelter?

The Roseman Covered Bridge. Covering enhances the life of a wooden bridge.   Shelter, what shelter? That’s cynical me scanning an environment that isn’t particularly sheltering for Black folks. The concept of shelter seems obvious but deserves a little excavation. As I considered “shelter,” I became enamored with…