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Saluting Women For Their Amazing Greatness

th (11)I am proud to salute and pay homage to all of the women of the women of the world who are given a monumental task in life and, therefore, during Women’s History Month, I want to share my GREAT appreciation for those who are the givers of life. Further, let me give special honor all of the beautiful Black Women who, as we know, were the first soul to give life to this little rock called earth.

History tells us, and His-story agrees that the oldest known human remains discovered was that of a black woman, whose name was “Lucy,” found in African over 4 million years ago. It is also a fact, although we are lead to believe differently, Africa is the cradle of mankind, and that is believed to be the first place to produce the first human life, which means a black woman gave birth to mankind in a place called Pangaea.

These amazing creatures proud, strong, bear the distinction of creating and continuing the species of human life, caring for family, and they carry the world on her shoulders. A woman gives life, maintains life, and determines the help of her child or death by her nurturing – an awesome responsibility. She is God’s greatest creation. So it is fitting that we give praise and a special honor to these amazing women. This post is not meant to exclude any woman regardless of ethnicity or hue because you are also of distinction. It is meant to express my profound gratitude and appreciation for the wonders and wonderful mothers of the earth – Black Women.

Some may say that today’s black woman, particularly the young women, have lost their way. This is a subjective statement, which may be true to some degree, but I believe each woman have the power to change that perception by guiding these young girls into womanhood. Each woman, deep down, knows the nurturer in her soul and a real woman understands her strength and uses that power positively as a gift to mankind. I’ll say, the mantra so often used – a “Strong Black Woman” is misguided because your strength is in unity, and I will leave that there as my perspective.

We can remember, I hope, Big Mama, who was the backbone of our families for generations in the mists of mind boggling adversity. She was the strength of the black race, supporting her man, teaching and caring for her children. She is the kind of woman, the model, that I dedicate this article, and pay homage to her and those like her, for being the family’s greatest gift; a proud woman with wisdom, pride, and dedication with one purpose “family”. It is a role that nearly every woman will be granted someday.

If I may say, unlike, at any time in our history, you have a perfect role model for you, First Lady Michelle Obama, our crowned queen as an example for which to follow. She portrays for the world to see what a black woman is – proud, graceful, supporting, dignified and charming.

Personally, my greatest heroine was Harriet Tubman because of her bravery and courage. It has been more than a century since her death, and I continue to be haunted by a powerful statement she made shortly before that fateful day. She was asked by a reporter if she knew how many slave she saved while conducting the Underground Railroad? She said, without hesitation, “I could have freed a lot more if they had only known they were slaves?” POWERFUL!!!

I respect and honor her because she risked her life for the benefit of others traveling back to rescue many captive souls, dozens of times after she escaped herself during a time that we cannot imagine today. Ladies, she demonstrated the amazement that is you, deep in your soul. Let me be clear, today some of you want to be men and have forsaken your black man. Also, I know there are good and bad women, God knows I know because the person who delivered me was such, but there were other women who pulled me through.

These are just a few exceptional women that I am particularly proud of because of their integrity, pride, dignity, and fortitude, but there are so many more worthy of praise. So for those that came before you or walk amongst you; like Phyllis Wheatley, May Jemison, Mya Angelou, Oprah Winfrey, Madam CJ Walker, Sojourner Truth, the Queen of Sheba, Nefertiti, Big Mama, Isis, and you! Therefore, I salute you “woman” and not to be left out the millions of heroines that the world has been blessed to share with us, know that we need you and that you are loved.

This post was inspired by a black woman, who shared her emotions that I hope all women feel showing the strength within her soul – PLEASE READ! If you are an amazing woman or know someone who is – add her to this list to be honored for she is the queen of life!!! And that’s my thought provoking perspective…

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A Message For The Black Woman

Image1.I want to say from the outset that this message is not intended to discredit black women because I LOVE black women – my mother, sister, grandma, aunts, and most of the women in my family are black women. God gave you to the world for a divine and important purpose, which is why you are the original mother and the first woman.

These words are intended as an observation of my experiences with black women and what white supremacy has done to corrupt their thinking. First, the system of supremacy has corrupted your thinking – in other words, brainwashed many of you. I say this because you, most, believe and love their white Jesus more than you love your man!

The God you worship so vehemently created the black man for you. He is the strongest man in the universe and also divine. You are the foundation of the family, which means to support him, bare and raise his children; which is the sole reason we were created to continue the species.

There are too many black women who have adopted the white woman’s liberation movement, and the concept of feminism, which is toxic to successful black families and life. Those issues are not the black woman’s issues. Your issues are the same as that of the black man, which is to be united and fight the forces and the system of oppression imposed upon you and I as black people.

I decided to write this post because there are clear representations of your views in survey after survey. Rich or poor, educated or not, black women sometimes feel as though the imposed myths are stalking them like shadows, their lives are reduced to a string of labels. Such as the angry black woman; the strong black woman; the unfeeling black woman; and true or not the manless black woman. Sophia Nelson Author of “Black Woman Redefined” was quoted in the article saying “Black women haven’t really defined themselves.”

Frankly, you are defined by your actions and white people. I know you think white people and his white Jesus loves you – they don’t. In fact, most black women love Jesus so much that they out Pope the Pope. The Jesus they have you worshiping, if he lived at all, was a black man. Yes, he looks like your man – the black who white folk taught you to hate. Now I know you did not hear this in the church today. Frankly, the church only wants your money, and the “pimp in the pulpit” did nothing for you today other than make you feel good for an hour. Then return to doing the same thing you were doing all week.

There was a nationwide survey conducted by The Washington Post and the Kaiser Family Foundation some time ago. From it emerged a complex portrait of black women who feel confident but vulnerable, who have high self-esteem and see physical beauty as most important, and who find career success more vital to them than marriage. The survey represents the most extensive exploration of the lives and views of black women in decades.

Of course, they hit on the usual topics such as Religion being essential to most black women’s lives adding that being in a romantic relationship is not all that important. The survey showed nearly three-quarters of black women say now is a good time to be a black woman in America, and yet a similar proportion worry about having enough money to pay their bills. Half of black women surveyed call racism a “big problem” in the country; nearly half worry about being discriminated against. Eighty-five percent say they are satisfied with their own lives, but one-fifth say they are often treated with less respect than other people.

According to the stereotype, “black women even educated women are b—— and wh—-, and they run men out of their lives because they are so mean, and they don’t want a man and blah, blah,” says Palmer an Atlanta lawyer who helped lead protests of rapper Nelly’s controversial “Tip Drill” video when she was a student at Spelman College. “My law firm has no African American female partners. It has to do with how we are seen. And our value is based on what the media shows the world we are.”

Black women were once described as the “mules of the world” by Zora Neale Hurston, whose biting literature made her one of the most influential black writers of the early 20th century. Her reference to mules — the workhorses of the American South — pointed to the backbreaking manual labor that black women were expected to perform, and the limits placed on their vocations. Throughout history, black women have been over-represented in the workforce compared with other women and have come to embrace work as an enduring part of their sense of self, says Constance C.R. White.

It is a fact that the black woman is the mother of all mankind. Having said that black women know there is an institutional system in place that is designed to lower your standard and perception. This is as old as the nation or dare I say the world, which is needed to maintain this misguided principle.

It’s time to change the narrative, unless and until you put family first we cannot and will never build a nation or make any positive move forward toward freedom for your children. So, I say hold your head up, keep looking up, and don’t allow others to define you. Many will have you think differently but know that we love you, your community needs and appreciates you. And that’s my Thought provoking perspective…

The Apology

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Love In Loneliness

23I don’t want my karma to be the curse of repetition. 
For the world to teach me real loneliness,
to rival what I’ve whined about,
to rival the darkness I fear. 
I don’t want my curse to be the devotion I had and lost.
To be replaced with the mirror of my worst fear.
 
I love that I love you and that scares me.
I love that I’m in love with you
the limits I know not of. It is dangerous.
I want to try for you.
I need you to know what I cry for.
I want to breathe in your passion even
if I have to imagine it there.
 
Why won’t you glow for me?
What about me doesn’t inspire effort?
Doesn’t inspire what I feel I do,
and feel and give to you? To us!
Why do you allow me to be a one woman relay?
Passing a baton of hope and of happiness to myself
and begging for you to pick up the anchor leg of this race.
 
Panting for you to meet me half way,
and sweating out bits of myself, as I run to you.  
When will my smile be enough for you to run to me again?
When will my need for you be enough again?
 
I miss you when you are physically here
and it’s heartbreaking.
I’d expect a longing in distance,
but not emptiness in close proximity.
Where are you?
Where is the man that worked tirelessly
to ensure that I knew you were here for me.
Where is he?
 
I need the warmth of him, the embrace
that taught me the special of my being.
Where are you love? I miss you.
Am I still visible enough to be missed too?
Am I still tangible enough to your being,
to still be important enough to your world?

Kathryn Sabir-Beach


THE APOLOGY

2On this, the last day of black history month, and a leap year, let us not forget the horrors inflicted upon us for four-hundred years and come together with one single purpose – UNITY! The first step in this effort begins with family and for that we need black women to stand up and stand by black men to do what God intended. Celebrate Black History 365 days each year. Our story is the greatest story ever told. And that’s my thought provoking perspective…

THE APOLOGY by Aisha Williams

They beat me and I called you to save me … but you couldn’t.. so I secretly resented you. They took our babies and sold them, I begged you to save us.. but you couldn’t .. so I secretly blamed you..

They raped me, and I cried out for you to protect me… but you couldn’t…..So I stopped trusting you…

You were supposed to be my man.. my provider.. my protector but when I needed you.. you couldn’t be there… so I hated you…
How could I let you tell me what to do.
When massa could protect me more than you..
How could I submit to you when you are forced to submit to massa?
So to protect myself I submitted to the one who could protect me and our children.

I stopped trusting you..
I stopped loving you..
I stopped honoring you..
I stopped valuing you and in turn I became valueless to you.

I didn’t see the frustration in your eyes when our children were sold..
I didn’t hear your silent cries when I was beaten.
I didn’t see your anger when I was being ravished..
I didn’t understand that you held your emotions to be strong for me..
I thought you didn’t care.. but you wanted to be there…you wanted to protect me.. you wanted to ….

but massa made it so you couldn’t so I would trust him more than you.
I didn’t see the hidden hands shaping our destiny..
all I saw was my pain.. and the feeling that you neglected me..

For all the times I blamed you, I’m sorry
For the resentment and distrust I’ve held against you for centuries.. I’m sorry
For the times I’ve let you down
For all the times I’ve broken your spirit with my words and my actions.
For the times I openly rejected you.. and tried to control you .. because I thought less of you.. I’m sorry..

Massa had a plan.. that he said would work for 400 years.. 400 years is over now.

My eyes are wide open… ..
I see the king in you…

Please forgive my wrongs and see your queen in me.

POETRY By KhaYah (Aisha Williams) ©

Much love and many thanks to Aisha Williams for this powerful poem. Sharing it with the world! John T. Wills


Happy Father’s Day

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On this special day I implore each of you to honor and remember all the men who are fathers on this day devoted to men. Also, don’t forget to take a moment to pray for and remember the nine victims of the horrible terrorist in the South Carolina church bombing – may each loving soul rest in peace!

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Remembering Whitney

007_1000During the course of my life, I have yet to meet a person without flaws or who have not gone through trials and tribulations. Particularly, if you have reached the pinnacle of success in a career as a person gifted with extraordinary talents. Whitney was no different.

She was one of our greatest songstress’, a diva, mother, daughter, sister, and a human being. For this reason, I say we should not chastise nor diminish her greatness as a result of any of her life’s challenges. So I say to you, particularly during this very difficult time in the life of her child that all of you so-called Godly folk remember that “he who is without sin – cast the first stone.”

God blessed us with the life of Whitney and the world was better for it. Rest in Peace, and I know that heavenly choir is much richer having your lovely voice. Remembering you and praying for you, and your child during this sad and difficult time. You may be gone “Nippy”, but you are definitely not forgotten. And that’s my thought provoking perspective…

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How NOT To Keep Repeating History

 
“REALTALK “
Guest Blogger – Erica Edwards

11Getting to know someone is very hard and time consuming. In the beginning, everyone is tempted to judge a person by their own past experiences…this goes for both men and women. We all have past experiences we use to predict events in our daily lives. We know if we leave toast in the toaster too long it will burn and if we don’t take a jacket with us we may be cold later at night. We can prepare for these things by timing the toast right and being prepared for the weather but you can’t use your past experiences to determine how someone else should behave or react to situations.

I have met some pretty crummy guys but I have met many more who were caring and ended up being great friends. The thing I have learned from them is that they too have had terrible experiences with women. Some have been cheated on multiple times by their ex-wives, have been abused physically and emotionally, have been taken for granted, and have been used to the point of even raising a child that was not theirs.

Sometimes men will treat you badly because their ex was horrible to them or because they don’t know how to properly treat a woman. Maybe they didn’t have a father at home, their mother didn’t demand respect from their father or her boyfriends, or their father didn’t treat their mother properly.

Let me tell you a story. I dated a guy a little over ten years ago. He was very attractive and we got along pretty well. We were both in our twenties and a little hot headed but, for the most part we were compatible. We both had children when we were young and we grew up in the same area. Our families even knew one another. We spent a lot of time together but as time went on I noticed it was difficult to reach him and I was suspicious that he was seeing someone else. I soon learned he was seeing other people although he assured me he was not. Of course, I was furious.

I cried, vowed to be single, and I even decided that I wouldn’t date any more black men! But, my reaction was totally wrong. Why? Because what he was doing wasn’t about me. It wasn’t because I was lacking something, it wasn’t because he was black, and it wasn’t because he wanted to hurt and/or destroy me. He was doing it because it was what he knew. While we were dating his father died. His parents were in their 60’s and had been married for nearly 40 years.  His father had several children by several different women outside of the marriage, I believe

there were three. They ALL were welcomed to his home and they all called his wife “mom”.  His mother never left his father and she endured the hurt quietly. After his father passing and his mother grieving for a while, she began to voice how unhappy she was and how poorly his father treated her. He had NEVER heard his mother speak ill of his father before. To him, this was what I woman should be able to endure because his mother could and did.

I know another woman whose husband had children outside of her marriage as well. Even as an elderly woman she told her children and even her grandchildren that they should always have someone else on the side. As their parent her children believed this until they were old enough to realize she was just masking her hurt. They had ruined some relationships early on because they believe this was the correct way to behave.

My point is (yes, there is actually a point) everyone has a past that influences how they react to their present situations. If you always make things about you, how you’ve failed, how you aren’t enough, and feel self-pity…you will never experience happiness. Being enough by yourself, remaining calm, discussing family with your date will give you some insight and help you understand some of their behavior.

By no means am I saying that you should tolerate lying or cheating. However, I am saying dragging their family issues with you on to your next prospect isn’t productive. To say all men cheat, all men are no good etc. because of someone else’s upbringing is counterproductive. Let them keep those issues within their families and move on to creating more positive experiences and relationships.


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