Now that I have space to think and I’ve found a place to rest in Texas, I feel myself returning to me. My apartment is settled.

I found it. In the way spirit loves to do things: with cryptic numerical synchronicities and half remembered dreams.

I’m going to get back to the business that pays me. Back to minding my business. Back to the gratitude and appreciation I’ve been trying to hold EVEN thought my evil eye been TESTED. Bitterness been bubbling. Jealously been peaking. Envy been eyeing. I’m angry about how hard this year has been in my body…


It is the inherent beauty of flowers that excite me. Flowers do not ask for validation. They simply bloom in all of their wonder for life to see.

In an arrangement their sonic harmony is music to the eyes. Colors become key and melody. Each of us enchanted by the song we hear them sing.

Flowers are a reflection of the delight we all carry in our soul. A mirror to our own awe. Have you looked at yourself lately? Do you hear the song you sing?


When we talk about abolition as divestment from white supremacist delusion, are we also talking about the ways we manipulate each other to gain and weld power based on how distant or proximal our identities are to whiteness?

When we investigate how a society that centers a false logic of white superiority creates deep wounds around our worthiness, we are making conscious our unconscious desire to gain power over those who we perceive to have more power than us and to have control over those we perceive to have less power than us.

Is freedom living in a world where we are in control or is freedom healing from a logic that renders us powerless?


The death mother is a genderless archetype that has been personified throughout history as either cisgender, women, feminine or mother.

Furthermore, it’s a sexist construct that has been used to gaslight and justify centuries of violent oppression and the transmisogynistic belief in an inferior sex/gender but keep reading…

The death mother is the anger we feel at being God itself in world that tells us we are nothing.

Waking up to your God self is to remember that you are not powerless and not without tremendous capacity to create your own world.

It is waking up to the the lies…


A taker always takes and giver always gives and neither will be satisfied until what they’ve got is gone.

In ancestral veneration your works are just an important are your deeds. Hoodoo is a relationship. A continual practice in reciprocity. Many of us come to Hoodoo wanting to gain skills/knowledge but really we need to learn how to be in relationship with self, others and our peoples.

First learn how to listen, learn how to ask, learn how to give thanks, learn how to offering blessings. That’s why it’s called rootwork. …


My people’s had words for me today. I’ve been reading a lot about folks who learned at some point in life that they are all the love they need. I understand the sentiment but I also see the truama behind it.

When we’ve been deeply pained it’s not easy to believe we can be loved like the love we know ourselves to be. Those who take the journey of self love know it will radically transformation our sense of worth. We’ve found lost parts of ourselves and vowed to never let them be forgotten.

And what comes next is a…


Whiteness is a pervasive hierarchy of bodies. One of the categories in its hierarchy is desirability. What we desire we place value in. Since whiteness is narcissistic, it places most value in itself. In that, white people and their body shape, size and skin tone are placed in the top of its hierarchy of value.

Whiteness is a mechanism of control that is continually constructing white identity so that as white people’s desires evolve, whiteness still maintains is superiority. This allows whiteness to copy, appropriate, rob and exploit the characteristics of other races with immunity.

What is so violent about…


Boundaries

Personal boundaries are both spoken and unspoken guidelines that one makes to identify permissible ways for others to engage with them. Boundaries can vary depending on the type relationship you have with someone, who you are engaging with and if you feel your boundaries are being respected. Much discussion is giving to recognizing unhealthy boundaries so I’m asking for reflections on healthy ones. I have a few questions:

What do you consider healthy personal boundaries to be?

How do you recognize healthy personal boundaries in others?

How do you react to being on the receiving end of someone’s personal…


Spring is Here

If you are feeling this month that something in you has settled, is complete or final, honor that. If you are feeling ready to walk a new path, honor that.

Pisces is the last sign in the zodiac and contains a reflection of all the other signs. The fish represent the duality of all the lessons we’ve collected between last spring and now. Every season, every moon cycle and every sun rise has been arriving us to this time of renewal. Be transformed.

Something in us is happening. Something in us is done. Something in us is…


Mourn:

The parts of your life you thought you’d have today.

The parts of the your body you thought you’d have today.

The parts of your mental health you thought you’d have today.

The parts of your childhood you thought you’d have today.

The parts of your personality you thought you’d have today.

The parts of your confidence you thought you’d have today.

The parts of your culture you thought you’d have today.

Honor:

All the little deaths that have occurred in our life and brought you to this moment.

Lay them to rest.

Let them go in peace.

Do…

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