Celebrating Our Differences
I remember my grandfather, Pops, bristling with anger when hearing Black folks referred to as ‘Colored.’ I knew that it was a term the government and the media used to describe us prior to, say, 1970. As a little boy, I asked him why it upset him…
PLANT SEEDS IN YOUR LIFE When you plant seeds in your life, expect your intentions to manifest. You are a miracle maker. Open your hand and release your seeds into the fertile universe. You won’t be losing your seeds, you will be gaining a harvest. The opportunity…
Posted on August 10, 2020 Awakening on Sapelo Island(click to read) Featured image: Sapelo Island Beach and Me A few years ago, I had a session with the renowned Dagara elder, author, and teacher, Malidoma Patrice Some’. He prescribed an island location for the last leg of…
The Non-Existent American Culture Today, the digital news from most European presses about the USA and Americans gave me a sour taste. As an American citizen living in Europe, I can stay objective and better evaluate American society’s perceptions. Something is deadly wrong occurring amongst people in America….
Having Sat. morning coffee with Pat Morita and his crew. — I have been retired in Bangkok, Thailand, on and off, for about ten years. I initially came to Thailand for a medical procedure. I was retired, and my medical insurance had run out. I needed knee…
Happy Anniversary!! We have been at it since July 4, 2014, and have transitioned from celebrating independence to demanding freedom and justice for all – NOW. Still, within our mission of celebrating differences, we understand that the way we look makes a difference to the global society. …
I recently watched the rebroadcast of an ABC 2017 Special- Taking the Stage: African American Music and Stories that Changed America. It was a wonderful tribute to the African American community. Faces of so many well-known citizens graced the stage (and the audience) at Washington’s John F….
Photo by Klemen Vrankar on Unsplash Release me, Dear Mom Your gentle touch thrills me still My heart satisfied My stomach full Release me, Dear Love Let your motherhood sail My feet hold me now My thoughts enabled Release me, Dear One, Your lessons firmly within me…
As an older Black American living in today’s turbulent times, I see how some things have changed, yet others have not. It is quite a paradox to have seen this nation’s first black president and in subsequent years see so many of my brothers and sisters unduly harassed…
“Imagine being both Black and “Essential” in today’s current cultural/pandemic climate. Well, I don’t have to and what I’m left with is an unexplainable sense of emptiness. A feeling that my life is practically disposable as both a nurse and a woman of color. I’m just another…
