On this day, the day before we honor the life and legacy of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and all those that fought with him, re-member the relationship between justice, liberation and love (and the fact that all 3 start at home).
Let these words encourage you to not just dream, but to dream BIG. Dream for those you represent. Dream for the next generation. Dream for Dream because you have the freedom to do so.
Thank you for the kind responses to my last reflections on my mother’s life. I greatly appreciate each of you for being a part of this virtual transformative learning circle wherever you may be in the world. My hope is that by sharing my learnings (and unlearnings) I am supporting the reflective process of our …
My mom...did not come to this world filled with fear. However, when her purpose, joy & talents were constantly undermined...She could no longer access that thing hidden deep down in her soul that others could not see & only she & the Divine cultivated.
What happens when the warmth of a new day, a new joy, a new will emerges? Emerges and re-minds and re-members and re-calls us back to love? Re-news our minds and re-minds us that we are loved?
As I hear Tupac’s truth through his beautiful metaphor of the rose that grew from concrete, while taking in both Nikki’s associated poem and the quote about change; I am led to the only question I have for us: What are the stories of your petals?
She stay creating transforming destruction into art. She stay owning what she does and all that she is and stay giving from her heart.
Maya Angelou’s words found me when I was 15-years-old and have traveled life with me for more than three decades. I have long admired her brilliance with words. However, it was the way she was able to write herself back into her personhood (while living a very colorful and well textured life) that made me love her all the more.
This poem was written for the 4th Annual Womxn of Color Summit at the University of San Diego. We are not a problem to be solved. We are, and have always been the answer. We are both sun and moon. We are the Spirit Dancer. All life flows through us whether through womb, if we …
Poets. We are not difficult beings. In a world full of manufactured complexity, Poets are the least complicated. We vibe on a Love frequency. We are activated by Injustice. We are most alive in spaces where Liberation is felt. Words intermingle with air to sustain us. We stay hydrated and love to look directly into …