Dear Black Woman

Dear black woman. You matter. You are valuable. Your opinion is valid. You are not alone. When you feel misunderstood. And like nobody is listening. I am listening. I hear you. I see you. I am you. The love you were created with. Covers you each second. You aren’t dramatic. You aren’t too loud. You…

Your Truth Matters: Rejecting Conformity

Everyone has a truth. We hide from it to accommodate the ones who caused the pain. Why do we do that? In this world it is not always acceptable to acknowledge what is wrong. As much as we have free speech, silence gets rewarded more. No press, no judgement, no explanations with penalties. Silence is…

When it’s not popular

Is it possible to share your truth without scrutiny ? Is it possible to be seen as credible without credentials ? We see time and time again the difficulties victims have to come forward about injustices. How do we stand when it’s not popular? Who do we lean on when no one will stand with…

Conflicted Conversation

Everyday I have the pleasure and sometimes pain of engaging with people experiencing various types of poverty. Everyday I drive past the college that I attended with the hope of breaking a cycle of poverty within my own life. But here I am back staring it in the face. The many different faces poverty represents….

Conversations that matter

I’m often met with different ideas and opinions about life. We all have different perspectives on why world problems exist. We look for solutions to our biggest complaints. We look to friends, family, politicians, teachers, social workers, pastors. When will we look within ourselves ? Do we stop to think that we are a part…

Without holding back

There are many injustices in the world. Not every space allows you the freedom to tackle them. For each person change may look different. One persons battle is not the same as someone else’s. Instead of getting frustrated with systems that fail us, let us channel our passion into what we love. We can let…

No Shade

  It’s hot. Not the kind of hot that a fan can cool down. It’s uncomfortable. The kind of sweat that can’t be digested. There is no shade. There is no way we can gain relief. There seems to be no tree’s in sight. Nothing to reduce the stress associated with vulnerability In this season…