03.31.12 the sounding

We shall all be healed.

03.30.12. On Trayvon…or On Being Young, Gifted, and Black

Over a month later, and still the man who gunned down a child roams free…and our legal system does nothing. For at any given moment, when I think about my little brother, who looks exactly like Trayvon, I tremble in fear at the thought of someone gunning him down because of the color of his skin. And when I think of all the many people and pressures that have already tried to destroy us because of this…all the other Trayvons  whose wrongful death’s have been–are still being–swept under the rug–I can think only how sometimes the injustice in this world is too much to be believed.

What can we do to not let the disillusionment and pain, the anger and frustration, eat away and destroy us?

Please read the article I wrote to find out more on Trayvon’s wrongful death….it’s what I could do, to begin.

03.29.12 for my aunt, with love

Lyrics | Bill Withers lyricsLean On Me lyrics

03.27.12 Little Earthquakes

The importance of little earthquakes…of feeling the ground shift underneath your feet at any time; the settling and return to normal, ever-changed through the shifting of consciouness.

The understanding of why this is important.

03.24.12 Change

I used to want to change the world. Then everybody told me I couldn’t, and I believed them. I used to believe in myself. Then everyone told me I shouldn’t, and I believed them. I used to believe in the fundamental good in people, and then in grad school I met my first boyfriend–a man who said love was trying to beat you down and destroy you–and I believed him.

Why? I don’t know.

But I do know that I want to believe again–in myself, in people–in who we are, who we can become, what this world can be.