Melting Pot

The Parable of the Prodigal Daughter

Our identity is a specific marker of how we define ourselves at any particular moment of life. Discovery and claiming our unique identity is a process of growth, change and renewal throughout a lifetime. This is my story – a brief part of what I call the projection…

Fear vs. “That Voice”

This was a lesson in the process of managing fear so I can hear what I need at all times. We must learn to capture these understandings for daily use…maybe even to save our own lives. I wasn’t afraid but cautious and vigilant. I surveyed the room again…

An Ongoing Process

It is said that it takes an average of about 7 years to get a proper bipolar disorder diagnosis. Mainly because people only seek help when they’re depressed. I believe it. I first went to therapy when I was 17, in 2001, and was told that I have…

Crossroads

“I don’t know what to do… can you help me? “.. were the words spoken to me from a lady whom I had just hired and who was living with a partner threatening physical & sexual abuse. My immediate response was, “YES!”  I had no idea how this…

Project Say Something: History and Race in Florence, AL

Remembering Peter Still   There is a historical marker on Pine Street in Florence commemorating a building where Dred Scott lived and worked as a slave in the 1820s. Scott of course gained much notoriety when he attempted to purchase his own freedom in 1846, an event that…

I’m Here: Process of Gratitude

A father’s process on gratitude is much like life… always changing. I am the proud father of two sons, Christian (nearing age 15) and Morgan (nearing age 11). The testosterone levels in our house are at an all-time high. Looking back, I would call my fatherhood experience thus…

Goin’ in with Black Hair: Women Worldwide Unite

This piece about Black Hair emanated from a Facebook post by one of our most treasured Guest Contributors, Frank Malaba.  I thought it compelling that a South African school would discriminate against hairstyles that were African; that a campaign had to be started to thwart the expulsion of…

“Somewhere in the Darkest Night”

I believe, for every drop of rain that falls, A flower grows… I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, A candle glows… I believe for everyone who goes astray, Someone will come, to show the way, I believe, I believe… Excerpt from I Believe, by Jeffrey Curtis…

Believe That!

It’s funny that you want me to be okay and that you have so much to say about a past that’s based on secrecy and muted lies. It’s funny to me that you don’t see the irony in the community dialogues that tell me in a nice way…

Project Say Something: History & Race in Florence

The story of the Thomas-Rapier family of Florence is an extraordinary one that deserves a more prominent place in our community. It is uniquely American and inspirational, a rare story of African American achievement and optimism in the antebellum South. Intending to research only James T. Rapier, a…