Some of your family/community black sheep, scapegoats and outcasts in traditional settings were griots, historians, healers, priests, master artists/artisans and sages. They stand out and refuse to be boxed. Discarded, silenced, ridiculed, blamed, extorted and ignored, many are forced to find their own way without support. That's why so many families lack balance. The ones we usually praise, follow and excel at the status quo. Both perspectives are needed to build community. Normalize embracing those who go against the grain. Come out of the illusion of dangerous, unrewarding, unnatural trap of group think. We miss out on our most valuable resource, right under our nose. Time to grow.
Tuesday, February 15, 2022
Musing tb 2.15.2017
i speak about love everyday. i try to be loving everyday. people take a lot and i get drained but then i have an opportunity to go into myself and self nuture. to self check. most folk i give love to don't deserve it. real talk. this ain't no atm, yo. i am human. i love this time in my life bcuz i am truly into me. i got healing work to do. i am here to do it, too. it ain't never pretty. some think they are "there" for me couldn't hear me/ wouldn't if i were falling off of a cliff screaming. they watch the show w/ popcorn looking for a benefit. i see you. i been seen you. i look for benefits, too and act accordingly. some think you are grown cuz you grown. some hurt with no remorse but consider themselves nice people. flowers, candy, poetry, diarrhea of words ain't shit when you are a coward. i have never been an easy woman. it may seem so to limited folk. i am a tiger. i am aware of my power. you are always right to step away if you are not tall enough for this ride. i bite. yeah. i see alla of you. i am more interested in developing my empire for me and mines. trust. i will tell and teach this to any woman/developing woman i know. just like i am being gathered and taught. many of you are fools in masks. i own alla my sides. you don't know me.
Saturday, February 5, 2022
Friday, February 4, 2022
Musing: When the Bmore Ravens Became Superbowl Champs in 2013
caw caw. caw. yes. we know what it's like to be the underdog. bmore really, really came out for the ravens! superbowl champs!!!
i grew up during a thriving time in bmore. plenty of rec centers, basketball/baseball/football, dance, theater, music, art...everywhere for everybody...some of these partnerships and collaborations happened spontaneously or with a phone call or visit. we didn't have a lot but as young kids we did everything: sing, dance, act, draw, produce shows...my mother, newly divorced and a teacher's assistant, didn't have the funds to put her 4 and 5 year old daughters in classes for all the things they knew how to do. she found a program, the urban services cultural arts program (later the eubie blake cultural arts), we took ballet (miss hope later leaving to join new york ballet) and my mother joined a group, the john taylor dancers (a group of dancing models whose children were in the program). this program was $2 a week. no joke. it was on the campus of dunbar senior high school, a school both my parents, some of my family and many of their friends, they still have today, attended.
throughout the years, we were able to take dance, theater, music and art with phenomenal baltimore legends: stephanie powell, hugh carey, phadelma ashley, sylvia hardison...not to mention the countless students who came to work with us from morgan, like troy burton, lea gilmore, joseph wormely (poochie), maryland institute (my daddy still calls it the institute from when he went in the 60s, he refuses to say MICA lol), and even from places in other states, like fisk univ. in the summer when we were teens, the blue chip in program didn't just give summer employment to youth in offices and cleaning streets, we actually got paid to learn and perform musicals. the school for the arts students could come and produce their work too...this is a long story but the moral is that there is such a rich history of arts and community involvement in bmore...it didn't have the red tape it has today. now we have to jump hoops in something that happened so naturally in the 80s...anybody of any race can give time, energy, love to black children but it cannot truly be successful without the help and assistance of black folk. period. we have to show people who we are. this is our culture to teach. these children struggling are us. support all efforts to help our and any children. make sure you also support those organizations whose culture match the communities you serve.
so just like bmore can come out for our team, we can come out for our youth. when you don't invest in programs for youth, you crush them under your feet. give time, money, resources, consult/partner with organizations whose ethnicity matches the youth you work with, stop competing and find more collaboration. there are all boys schools in bmore without gym and schools with no art. come on, folk. why ask permission?
WE ARE THEM. IF WE DON'T DO IT NOW, WE DENY AND ERADICATE OUR FUTURE. THE ULTIMATE GENOCIDE.
Tuesday, February 1, 2022
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