Richard Foster in his book, Sanctuary of the Soul says this: “Letting go is not the same as suppression. Suppressing suggests a tamping down. A hiding. Letting go is about an upward release to the Father.” In other words, we got things soooo twisted. What we call letting go is too often just us… Continue reading Seeds, Weeds, and Letting Go(d)
Every single one of us is a song. Written by the master Songwriter.
“Prince was just too nasty for me. I grew up in the church,” she said. My first inclination was to defend the musical icon I loved so much. “Well, you know he wrote 1,000s of songs—over 40 albums, and only a relatively small portion of those could be considered ’nasty.’” “Well, all the ones I ever heard… Continue reading Beauty in the Contradictions: The Spiritual Evolution of Prince
All things considered, 2015 was a great year for my writing. I released my ninth book and wrote numerous articles for digital pubs like The Chronicle Vitae, Ebony.com, The Guardian, and DAME Magazine. So I’m not terribly surprised that here on my own blog, the posts that had the most views were the ones that… Continue reading Race, Faith, Family, and Health: My Top 5 Posts from 2015
I haven’t been quite right since the abuse. I haven’t been quite right since the accident. The sexual abuse and later, rape, I experienced when I was younger has created emotional and spiritual blocks for me in most of my relationships. I either become too needy with people I’ve deemed safe or too “hard” and… Continue reading PTSD is Real…Ask Me and Olivia Pope
So I really wanted to go to DC or NYC for one of the marches for justice that were happening across the country this past weekend–had actually planned to go to DC all week long–but the kid was sick (fever, snot and such) and in a battle between my mommy-self and my activist-self, mommy usually… Continue reading People Say That I’m a Dreamer: My Journey to a Protest
Here’s my truth: I don’t do tragedy very well. Not my own and definitely not the calamities of others. There’s something about heartbreak and injustice, death and destruction that breaks my heart over and over and over again. As somewhat of a depressive, these kinds of events can send me to the extremes of… Continue reading From Rage to Rest and Back Again: The Importance of Self Care in the Face of Injustice