Soft Enough to Bend and Grow

Photo on 4-16-17 at 4.26 PMFor a long time, without my knowing I was “acting strong”.  Strong because I was raised to be independent in a world where abundance lives in knowing how to connect and be interdependent.  I now, own…my soft.

I’ve come to realize, I’m not that kind of “strong”.   That all knowing, relentless, sassy ass strong. I’m not the kind of strong black woman who doesn’t need anybody….or want.

When I look at the people around me who have wealth, abundance, community,  I notice, no one is telling them to be strong on their own.  No. I see these people… many who happen to be white… connecting, sharing, networking, collaborating, supporting… appropriating.  No white women are going around saying…”I’m a strong White woman”, (they’re too busy knitting pink hats while planning their weddings or baby showers) I do not see any of them encouraging one another to be strong white men or women and make it on their own.  People with abundance of community have support and resources to create legacies and pass whatever they have acquired or learned, on to loved ones. Connections for pre schools, primary schools, high schools, colleges, jobs, relationships…all networks to grow a life.  Many of them enjoy the soft strength of connected being.

I wonder why we encourage African American Women and Girls to be so…strong. Are we growing us to be alone in a world that thrives on interconnection?

Is it an imprint from slavery where a strong field hand could work the fields like a man, cook for the master, and bear 20 strong black babies to be sold for a profit?  Worked until her body broke from all of that strength?

Is it an imprint form the first Civil Rights era where strong black women organized the marches, cooked the food, made the flyers and signs, motivated everyone to show up, crafted the trainings, edited the speeches (for no credit), cared for those who were struck down by bullets and batons and buried their husbands, sons, fathers, uncles and grandsons over and over and over again until her body broke from that strength?

Is it because in this 21st century America, educated, black women with free minds we are considered to be so strong that we support everyone at home and at work until our bodies break from that strength?

Last Monday, was rainy. A super shitty day.  I got up early and was out the door at 5:00am to get to a 6:00 am class at my gym.  Along the way, no less than 3 men asked me for money.  On my way home from the gym along the way about 2 men asked me to buy something from them.  The majority of men who spoke to me that day…asked me to give, buy or take care of them.  I am not that kind of strong.

Did my fore-sisters encourage me to be strong because they knew the nature of many men is to look for the weakness of women to exploit for their own wealth?

I look back at my recent past experiences with relationships and I see how weak I was with the facade of “strong black woman”.  I was too weak to be the one to say tell him it was over when I could feel I was not being loved the way I deserved to be loved.  Because of my weakness within that perceived strength I held on.

I was too weak to say no when my first true love, the love I remember to this day, called me last year to “reconnect” because he was going through a trauma.  I was weak when I drove alone twice to Florida spending months to resurrect a love that died long ago because deep inside of me…I believed and have believed all these years that I was strong enough…to save him. I wasn’t.   I thought that was what strong black women do. We are loyal, we are true. We drive 20 hours to be with the men we are supposed to be with.  We cook, we care, we love, we sex, we share, we give, we give, we give, we give, I gave and gave and gave….and stand here now older with nothing.  We never are…strong enough to save men.

With all that said, I am soft.

I stand here… no I recline here, older…with …wisdom, and compassion.   I reside inside my own mind knowing that I do need. I need companionship. I need love. I need touch. I am soft. I am soft enough to bend and grow with challenges.  I am soft enough to receive. I am soft enough to let go. I am soft enough to move on.

It’s spring here in Brooklyn. I’m noticing vines coming alive.  These vines seem so delicate. In winter they can barely be seen thin lines drawn on brick and stone. But now, the vines awaken and bloom.

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My favorites are the Ivy and Wisteria.  Vibrant  green leaves and delicate lavender blooms cascade down vines. Just stunning.  I marvel at their strength.  These vines bend and grow around whatever obstacles appear before them.  The vines are one living organism with many limbs, and when  diverse plants converge they create a network that forms levels strong enough for a body to climb and at the same time shade  a body from sunshine and protect from the rain.
This world is relentless. It seems, being one, standing strong against the wind…well one strong Black woman standing strong against the wind, can be broken in two after so many relentless storms come her way.  But…one soft woman …one soft Black woman… a Black woman who can, be flexible, who can surrender, bend and grow with, around, and through the challenges, while expanding her network with other soft complex beings, who will support her and allow her can thrive in abundance.

I confess..I’ve discovered I’m soft.   I remember the lessons from past relationships.  I forgive those men for what they took from me and yes what I gave was taken believe that…but I…do..not…forget. I NEVER forget.

And when those men appear in my life again, wearing different skin, and they always do appear,…I’m soft enough to see their authentic truth and  move around them, those beautiful obstacles,  and wind myself  around the network of vines who live in mutual respect and support as we grow together.  I am a soft Black woman.  I am soft enough to bend and grow….strong.

Ashe.

J9

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Don’t wait Participate! 4-2-17 NYC Actions

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In the spirit of Maxine Waters…speak truth to power.

We live in a society where this is now our reality:

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I say FUCK THAT.

Speak up. Act up. Resist. Rise up. Support and be relentless in radical acts of Self Care.

Here’s a list of diverse actions you can take This WEEK from your couch or actually showing up in person, to be a part of creating the change that you wanna see in this country.

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April 3, 2017 REAL POLITICS 101 with NY State Committee Member Ben Yee

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For ongoing information on workshops,  please visit: Benjaminyee.com/workshops

This workshop is co-hosted with Hearts Across Queens – a group of concerned Queens residents who came together after the election to advocate for and with vulnerable and marginalized groups in the community – and The New Queens Democrats who encourage and place high demand on progressive values through political processes throughout Queens. Please visit: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1152295071506879/ and https://www.newqueensdems.org/ to learn more.

The systems and procedures that drive democracy are often obscured from the view from the very people it’s meant to serve. This workshop opens up these topics, and others, which are ignored by political science classes, the media and even Wikipedia pages.

We’ll be covering topics such as:

– Political Geography
– The Party Structure in America
– How to engage in the existing system for real effect

This workshop will be lead by Ben Yee. The information he’ll be sharing has enabled him to take on establishment leaders to become the current Secretary of the Manhattan Democratic Party and State Committeeman for the 66th Assembly District.

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Wednesday, April 5, 2017  #NoDAPL Wells Fargo Encampment & March on Mayor de Blasio

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Indigenous Peoples and allies will begin an overnight protest encampment at April 5 at 5:30pm. The next morning at April 6 at 9:30am we will march from Wells Fargo to City Hall to call on Mayor de Blasio to divest from Wells Fargo and other banks financing the Dakota Access pipeline, gathering at 10:15am on City Hall’s steps. Gloria Steinem, feminist icon and activist will be speaking on City Hall steps in the morning! Join us at the kick off of the encampment and the march! #DefundDAPL Now!

If you want to join the encampment overnight, please go fill out this form:http://bit.ly/forgowells (please simply hit “going” on this page if you plan to join us for either the kick off on the 5th or the march on the 6th.

We are collectively responding to the #NativeNationsRise call by the Standing Rock Sioux and Indigenous leaders. This is an event to affirm treaty rights and Indigenous self-determination. We’re calling on:
• NYC Mayor Bill de Blasio, as well as Comptroller Stringer, to end the City’s pension fund investments and business with Wells Fargo and other DAPL banks.
• Wells Fargo and the other banks to stop funding oil & gas pipelines such as Dakota Access; Pilgrim Pipelines; Keystone XL; Sabal Trail; Penn East; Trans-Pecos; Access Northeast and many others that destroy Mother Earth.
• We are demonstrating against Wells Fargo and other banks sub-prime rip-offs, foreclosures, financing for private prisons and other practices that plague us all.

The City of Seattle already divested from Wells Fargo over its financing of Dakota Access after the bank defrauded its customers and then blamed its workers. NYC is a major customer for bank services and the NYC pensions funds control $165 billion in investments. Mayor de Blasio and Comptroller Stringer: Divest Now!
#DefundDAPL #NoDAPL #StandWithStandingRock #WaterIsLife#ForgoWells #NativeNationsRise

Indigenous Sponsoring Organizations:
American Indian Law Alliance
American Indian Community House
Seventh Generation Fund for Indigenous Peoples
Tonatierra Community Development Institute
International Indian Treaty Council
Indigenous Values Initiative
NYC Stands with Standing Rock #nodapl

Allied Supporters:
Gloria Steinem, women’s right leader and activist
New York Communities for Change
Peoples Climate Movement NY
Food & Water Watch
Catskill Mountain Keeper
Citizen Action of New York
Sane Energy Project
Sierra Club – Atlantic Chapter
Bronx Climate Justice North
Grassroots Action

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April 6, 2017 6-9pm  help  Flip Georgia’s 6th District!! at Party your OSS OFF!!!
Brother Jimmy’s LIVE! @ Union Square
116 E16th St Btw Park Ave & Irving Pl,
New York, New York 10003

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Join the Hindsight 2020 team at Brother Jimmy’s BBQ Union Square, Thursday, April 6, for an evening of collective action and drinks. We’ll be fundraising to support Jon Ossoff’s congressional campaign in the upcoming Georgia Special Election.

Tom Price’s confirmation as Secretary of Health and Human Services isn’t good news, but there’s a silver lining: his congressional seat in Georgia’s Sixth District is now empty, and it will be filled by a special election on April 18th. The leading Democratic candidate, Jon Ossoff, stands a good chance of winning the seat, but he needs YOUR help. It might seem strange for a bunch of New Yorkers to be so invested in a congressional race in Georgia, but a victory for Ossoff would not only be a step towards taking back the House: it will also send a signal to lawmakers that the political tides are turning. It’s a close race with consequences far beyond Georgia, and we believe that we can flip the sixth together.

We’re asking every attendee to donate at least $5 to the Ossoff campaign (this is a fundraiser, after all), which you can do at this link: https://secure.actblue.com/contribute/page/170324-ossoff. Please bring your donation receipt, as it will be your entrance ticket. There will be drink specials. Feel free to come and go any time from 6-9 PM.
Can’t attend? You can still help! Share the event with friends and donate to the campaign – every dollar counts.

We know it can be hard to stay engaged and active, and we’re here to help. We’re not experts – we came together as a group of regular people who were scared about the direction in which the country seemed to be moving after the election – but we believe that the power of collective action can make this country more just, equal, and respectful of all. We hope to see you there!

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Saturday April 8, 2017 Queens Stands Together Healthcare Town Hall

· Hosted by Ethan Felder
Make the World Youth
92-10 Roosevelt Ave, Jackson Heights,
New York 11372

Let us come together with our neighbors for quality affordable healthcare for all. Our fundamental human right is under attack by powerful forces in Washington. For too many in this borough, quality healthcare has become a privilege for some rather than a right for all. The Queens Solidarity Coalition invites all residents of Queens to this borough-wide series of town halls about the state of our healthcare. In this uncertain time, this is our opportunity to come together once again in solidarity behind#queensvalues.

“Of all the forms of inequality, injustice in health is the most shocking and inhuman”
–Dr. Martin Luther King

Our coalition is growing and will be updated here.

Black Lives Matter, Greater New York
Commission on the Public’s Health System
District Council 37 American Federation of State County and Municipal Employees, AFL-CIO
GrassRoots Action NY
Jews for Racial and Economic Justice
Make the Road NY
Muslims for Progress
New York Immigration Coalition
New York Lawyers for the Public Interest
New York State Nurses Association
New Queens Democrats
Physicians for National Healthcare Program
Queens Connection
Queens Greens
South Asian Fund for Education Scholarship and Training
Urban Justice Center

The organizers of these town halls are:

Ethan Felder, Co-Founder Queens Solidarity Coalition
Dr. Mazeda Uddin, Co-Founder Queens Solidarity Coalition
Travelle Barksdale
Naureen Akhter
Daniella Nanau
Karen Bass
Matthew Mandell
Linda Vandermark

The first town hall in Jackson Heights is walking distance from the Roosevelt Avenue/74th Street Subway Station and the Q33, Q49,Q70,Q47, Q32 and Q53 buses.

 

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Saturday April 8, 2017 La Marcha De Mayo Fundraising Night

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La Marcha De Mayo will be a rally & peaceful protest on May 6th to celebrate immigrants and the Latinx/Hispanic community in the United States and around the world.

Join us for a night of Art + Storytelling + Music to raise funds for La Marcha De Mayo.

La Marcha De Mayo will be a rally & peaceful protest on May 6th to celebrate immigrants and the Latinx/Hispanic community in the United States and around the world.

Art + Food + Drinks will be on sale at the Fundraising Night, which will take place at Creative Chaos (28 Jay St, BK). All proceeds will go toward covering March & Rally expenses. Any leftover funds will go to Mixteca, a non-profit organization that supports & provides services to Latin-American immigrants in New York.

$12 – Get a ticket through Eventbrite here: https://lamarchademayofundraiser.eventbrite.com/

Additional donations welcome!

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RSVP to Rally + March: http://bit.ly/2mrvIJa
Twitter: @LaMarchaDeMayo
Info & Donations: lamarchademayo.com
#LaMarchaDeMayo
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Food for the Fundraising Night will be provided by:
TAISHA RIVERA, PlayGold NYC.

Drinks and snacks by:
Jorge Guzman, GM & Mixologist at several prestigious New York restaurants. Jorge Guzman was born in the Dominican Republic and grew up in and around his father’s hotel, restaurant and discotheque businesses. Jorge is one of New York’s leading entrepreneurial representatives for the cause of Latin influenced cuisine and mixology. His restaurants support creative ideas & the community.

Check out Jorge’s restaurants here:
Black Ant
https://www.theblackantnyc.com/
Ofrenda NYC
https://www.ofrendanyc.com/
El Temerario
https://www.temerarionyc.com/
La mano
http://www.lamanonyc.com/

 

See you there
J9

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I am not Your Work Horse.

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African American women are more than just “strong”.  Our very existence is a miracle.

I’ve always known true American history.  My grandfather, a sharecropper from Kingstree, South Carolina told me stories about black people being lynched, their dead bodies fed to hogs cousins raped by white men and black men being sent up north to have the babies and sending the children back to be raised by Aunties, Sisters, Mothers, and Grandmothers when I was 5 years old.

African Americans have lived the trauma for over 450 years here in America.

There were 12 generations of slavery before reconstruction.  Think about that.  12 generations. Think of the toll on the enslaved women from Africa.

Documentaries like “13th”  and “I am not your Negro”  books like  “The New Jim Crow” have awakened those who have been living their lives bathed in a happy ignorance of America.

When newly “woke” folks ask me if I’ve seen or read any of these fantastic works of art… I smile.  Yes, I’ve seen the movies, no I haven’t read the books…why…because I’ve lived it.

All I have to do is look at the images of black people in our media and I can see it.

What struck me about the documentary “I am Not your Negro” was how brilliant James Baldwin was and the clarity he had as an outsider in the African American community.

What will live with me  from the documentary “I am Not your Negro” is the fact that everything comes…with a cost.  The American Dream of white picket fences…came with a price.

Seeing images of Doris Day and the white picket fence against sharecroppers shacks and black women and men’s lynched bodies hanging like strange fruit in poplar trees, images of enslaved Africans serving white masters…Native Americans being slaughtered as their land is stolen from them…free labor, lies, theft and oppression built the America that wants to be so great again.

I’ve always said I am NOT leaving this country…this country built upon and with the blood of my ancestors.  James Baldwin came back after seeing images of 15 year old Hazel Massery who walked alone through the hundreds of screaming mostly white boys and men who spat on her as she walked to go to school.  And what those disgusting white people did to her once she was inside the schoolhouse…alone with them was equally vile.

Baldwin came back, ashamed he was not there to stand with her.  The civil rights movement sent Black women and Girls onto the front lines to be slaughtered and we would NOT have the level of freedom we have today, if it were not for their sacrifice.

I particularly honor the African American Women who continue to thrive and shine regardless of what is going on in the world.

African American Woman has ALWAYS been connected to making America fair and just for us. Remember, three  African American women started the Black Lives Matter movement. Black women from the WNBA began the Black Lives Matter protests on the basketball court that Black Male athletes continued in 2016.  How do we survive when everything is always taken from us?

We remain determined.  When I saw the photos of  Myrile Evers-Williams, (Medgar Evers wife), Corretta Scott King and Betty Shabazz  with their husbands and families…my heart broke.

They were all so so young.

America…is hazardous to the African American’s lifespan.
So…as people who have abundance try to suck me dry…asking me to do, to be, to give when I struggle to care for my own single self I remember the strength of my foremothers and I take my individual self care seriously.  The biggest boldest thing I can do on this planet as an African American woman… IS LIVE for a LONG ASS TIME.

I will not buy into everything that America offers that will kill me.  I see this country clearly for what it is.

The strategy of making African American women the floor mat of the country, has never been the actual truth of reality.

I am an African-American woman born of this country.  I am not an immigrant, my blood is the foundation of building this nation and this cannot be denied.

My backbone is steel, my soul is drenched in honey, and yes… I am strong and I am soft and…I am not your work horse.

I am a queen.

J9

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A lesson: Christianity, Paganism & Beyoncé

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Okay, so…some rabid Christian woman that Beyonce’s performance was sinful on a thread that called Beyonce’s performance “stunning calling Beyonce’s performance Sinful…

So I chose to write this:
Stunning. Those who don’t understand, it’s sad. What the ignorant call “sin” is actually the basis of Christianity. Christianity’s foundation is…pagan ritual. When the Roman empire would conquer a nation, they would not force the nation to take on the Roman religion, each culture was allowed to keep it’s own religion.

That was until the Christian sect came along.

Then about 300 years after Jesus Christ died, the Roman Emperor Constantine, merged the earth based pagan religions with Christianity in an attempt to keep the decaying Roman empire together under one religion. That’s why there are Christmas trees, and rabbits with chocolate eggs at Easter…and all the traditions of Christianity…and the Mother Mary…is the goddess Yemaya who is also the Celtic goddess Danu,(Celts..The UK, Ireland etc) who is also the Greek goddess Gaia, who is the roman goddess Hera who is the Lakota goddess Wohpe (Native American tribe)…who the Catholic church, which is the basis of all modern Christian religions, attempted to wipe from the planet.

But monotheism tore Rome apart and the Catholic church brought in the reformation, the dark ages. Offshoots of this Church collaborated to create systems to break down the African continent, tribe by tribe through slavery, colonialism and stealing land and resources sponsored by Christianity. Christians transported their dysfunction to what they called the new world and fucked up the Indigenous American tribes as well.

Religions run by men, supported by brainwashed women. Who kill in the name of Christ. Who manipulate the masses for cash and who live like kings judging everyone from their super churches with their airplanes and fancy homes.

Religions who demean women and attempt to subjugate us.

When women dance…share our voices…find ways to honor the divine feminine …moving our hips…being in our bodies..not for the pleasure of men…no… just to embrace our natural state of joy…it’s called sin.

I pity those who don’t understand and are so so stuck, so domesticated, such sheep…living your lives in straight lines, complaining about the present, hoping for a paradise elsewhere…while you miss the beauty and joy…the paradise that already lies within you.

Ah well.

Live in your ignorance, it’s your loss.

Those of us who do understand…have compassion for you.

And Beyonce….is in her flow, in her glow…shining her light BRIGHT and those of us who understand know she doesn’t think she’s a God… she’s an artist connected to the past leaving a legacy that will keep our traditions alive.

Ashe

J9

#queenb

 

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Beyoncé Lioness…Goddess…Thank You.

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I wrote this post on my facebook page…but really…it’s a blog.

The American entertainment industry loves to portray African American women as weak mothers with broken families. While it glorifies the White mother. Just look at all the TV shows and movies with white mothers swooping in to raise brown children.

In reality…when I walk around my neighborhood in Park Slope Brooklyn…I see an ARMY of black women (and YES in Park Slope, I see ALL black women) raising white children for pennies just in order to take care of their own children…like black women have ALWAYS been forced to do in AmeriKKKa.

Just look at how many of the few black women who have won Oscars…have won them for playing crack head mothers who can’t take care of their kids. Even this year, we have a drug addicted mother in the running. (By the way…we NEVER get the story of WHY these women are crack heads…but that’s the subject of another post) You know, when a community disrespects the Divine Mother…it CANNOT thrive.

Then, today online, I saw the vision that was Beyonce sharing the specific nurturing power of the divine mother which all women embody (whether we have birthed actual children or not) and it touched my heart.

Beyonce blended the goddess energy of all cultures, Yourban, Greek, Hindu even Christianity…the mother Mary.

What is that mother goddess energy? The unconditional love it takes to carry a child..this alien being….an actual parasite that drains all of your energy into the world. Then to care and protect this being…until death. Even when this being hates you for not letting it go out with it’s friends because it has a test in the morning.

That’s the love that fueled the first Civil Rights movement. That’s the love that used to live in The White house that, for eight years made us believe that we…could. It’s the mother love that Buddhists say to do meditations…imagining everyone around you as your mother in order to develop a deeper ability for compassion. Even if you did have a bad mom..the love she had to have you in her belly and birth you…that unconditional love.

It was beautiful to see three generations of the Knowles/Carter women just being, loving, and showing the abundance and strength of their family connection. Three lionesses, resting.

In a world where Black plight in marginalized neighborhoods is glamorized and used to support xenophobia and racism and Black women are portrayed to be…bad mothers.. Beyonce’s performance was a slap in the face of that ignorance and I say BRAVO!!!

Of course the Grammys are racist, run by a bunch of old white men from another era. (wait…that era never really left) And when those guys die off…I’m sure a bunch of young racist white men and women will pick up the tradition and continue to appropriate and ignore the brilliance of African American artists like they always have.

But you know what..at least Jay Z and Beyonce are savvy business people and are protecting their money, unlike Prince, whose estate now must pay over 100 million dollars of its 200 million dollar estate in taxes. That is why his library has been opened up on Spotify. Shame.

And to those who are throwing shade about Beyonce making a big deal about her pregnancy…I say FUCK YOU.

A black family in today’s society living in wealth with an abundance of children is …an act of social justice. Their very existence flies in the face of those who think that all black people live in poverty. That all black people come from broken families. That all black men hate black women. That all black communities are marginalized. Those same ignorant beings that spew the phrase…That all lives matter.

You know, I have a black mother and father who have been married for like sixty something years…and loved and parented my brother and sister and me spectacularly. When I see that beautiful mother energy that Beyonce shared with us yesterday…I see the beauty and unconditional love of my own mother, of so many black mothers. And that love is….everything.

But anyway….

I thank Queen B for shining her light so radiantly.

Ashe. #blackgirlmagic

The American entertainment industry loves to portray African American women as weak mothers with broken families. While it glorifies the White mother. Just look at all the TV shows and movies with white mothers swooping in to raise brown children.

In reality…when I walk around my neighborhood in Park Slope Brooklyn…I see an ARMY of black women (and YES in Park Slope, I see ALL black women) raising white children for pennies just in order to take care of their own children…like black women have ALWAYS been forced to do in AmeriKKKa.

Just look at how many of the few black women who have won Oscars…have won them for playing crack head mothers who can’t take care of their kids. Even this year, we have a drug addicted mother in the running. (By the way…we NEVER get the story of WHY these women are crack heads…but that’s the subject of another post) You know, when a community disrespects the Divine Mother…it CANNOT thrive.

Then, today online, I saw the vision that was Beyonce sharing the specific nurturing power of the divine mother which all women embody (whether we have birthed actual children or not) and it touched my heart.

Beyonce blended the goddess energy of all cultures, Yourban, Greek, Hindu even Christianity…the mother Mary.

What is that mother goddess energy? The unconditional love it takes to carry a child..this alien being….an actual parasite that drains all of your energy into the world. Then to care and protect this being…until death. Even when this being hates you for not letting it go out with it’s friends because it has a test in the morning.

That’s the love that fueled the first Civil Rights movement. That’s the love that used to live in The White house that, for eight years made us believe that we…could. It’s the mother love that Buddhists say to do meditations…imagining everyone around you as your mother in order to develop a deeper ability for compassion. Even if you did have a bad mom..the love she had to have you in her belly and birth you…that unconditional love.

It was beautiful to see three generations of the Knowles/Carter women just being, loving, and showing the abundance and strength of their family connection. Three lionesses, resting.

In a world where Black plight in marginalized neighborhoods is glamorized and used to support xenophobia and racism and Black women are portrayed to be…bad mothers.. Beyonce’s performance was a slap in the face of that ignorance and I say BRAVO!!!

Of course the Grammys are racist, run by a bunch of old white men from another era. (wait…that era never really left) And when those guys die off…I’m sure a bunch of young racist white men and women will pick up the tradition and continue to appropriate and ignore the brilliance of African American artists like they always have.

But you know what..at least Jay Z and Beyonce are savvy business people and are protecting their money, unlike Prince, whose estate now must pay over 100 million dollars of its 200 million dollar estate in taxes. That is why his library has been opened up on Spotify. Shame.

And to those who are throwing shade about Beyonce making a big deal about her pregnancy…I say FUCK YOU.

A black family in today’s society living in wealth with an abundance of children is …an act of social justice. Their very existence flies in the face of those who think that all black people live in poverty. That all black people come from broken families. That all black men hate black women. That all black communities are marginalized. Those same ignorant beings that spew the phrase…That all lives matter.

You know, I have a black mother and father who have been married for like sixty something years…and loved and parented my brother and sister and me spectacularly. When I see that beautiful mother energy that Beyonce shared with us yesterday…I see the beauty and unconditional love of my own mother, of so many black mothers. And that love is….everything.

But anyway….

I thank Queen B for shining her light so radiantly.

Ashe

J9

#blackgirlmagic #grammys2017 #beyoncé #queenb

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What Do I love about Being Black- Sisterhood

I now understand why  “woke” black women call each other…Sister.  Those moments when we are out there in the empire alone…a sister will shine some light with a look or a smile or a hello that is like an infusion of empowerment that enables me to silently deal with whatever situation may come my way.

Today I took a fantastic class at the gym.  It was super hard and at the end, the instructor said, “Turn to the person near you and give them a high-five”  I turned to the white woman next to me…she turned her back on me to high five a white woman behind her.   This isn’t the first time this has happened to me, won’t be the last, so I just put my hands down and bent down to pretend like I was tying my shoe.  I stood up and a sister was standing in front of me with a big old grin sweat pouring down her body just like me she said ,”WHOO!!  Good Job Lady!!!!”   We high-fived each other and laughed loud…  That my friend is sisterhood.

This interaction happens all the time, so many white women (of course not all but many in my experience) do not see people of color…unless these specific white women need something from the person of color.

Black women who are sisters…see one another.  We smile, we say excuse me, thank you and hello.  We nod when passing on the street and those simple kind acts can mean the world. Black women who are sisters show one another common courtesy in a world where many women black or white…do not.

When I’m out in the empire where white people, living in their happy ignorance, will knowingly or unknowingly throw at me, It’s nice to know I can see a sister…and share a kind nod and a smile that will help us both make it to the next moment with grace.  And that my friends…is some serious Black Girl Magic.

 

Ashe

J9

 

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Do You Believe?

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The one positive thing I’m holding onto from this election is the power of belief.  I see a person, who said they were going to do something ,when many people laughed and said it was never possible…this person, set an intention, stuck to it and it happened.

I know, I am oversimplifying in order to find a positive perspective.  Of course the entire system was, is, and always will be in favor of this awful person.  This country was built on racism, corruption, fear, terror and a caste system based on class and race.  This format has worked for over 200 years.  Okay.  So are we gonna sit back and complain and cry or are we going to make a plan, and then take action?

Yet, 8 years ago, there was another movement of belief.  We believed in hope and change.  Then what happened? Many things…to many things to say here on this little blog.

But how many of us, took action towards actually making hope and change happen?  How many of us were more interested in some reality show or getting our hair done, or vacation, or our job or individual family issue to actually be engaged in our communities?

How many of us were so focused on our personal interest that we lost track of the world around us?

Well, the results of this election are what happens when we do not believe.

We have become soft.  Now is the opportunity to develop…grit.  Part of the American dream is be corrupt, make a lot of money and become an idol.

Now is the time to show up.  Now is the time to hold ourselves accountable and step into our power.  We must believe we can in order to do.  No matter what anyone else says.

I think about how my ancestors  survived…through segregation, through Jim Crow, through slavery… they survived and found a way to thrive so that I could carry on that strength, that power, that belief on to the next generation.

This is an opportunity.  An opportunity to believe that we can.  Believe that we can listen more than talk.  Believe that we can do whatever it is we want to do with this limited life time we are given.

Educate yourselves about the world around you by READING.   Know facts then build what you want to create by what you believe.

Start with your individual life.  Commit to something. Believe it can happen.  Then make it so.

If we believe everything is possible.  It’s never over. There is always another day.  It’s time to ante up and kick in.

Believe in your yes.  That’s all we’ve got..right?

Ashe.

J9

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