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May we not go to the grave quietly...May we never chase the shiny in place of the holy, the trend instead of the truth, the immediate instead of the eternal. Arrive empty to the grave, having given all you were given and stewarded all you were tasked. Give the grave only bones.
— Jon Acuff
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I Can Do Hard Things

I recently read the book Untamed by Glennon Doyle. I shared some of my thoughts on Untamed on my social media accounts but I didn’t talk about the part of the book that impacted me the most.

The part that made me stop. The part that made me inhale and exhale. The part that made me shed a tear because it put words to what I now know, after the last 12 months, to be true of myself.

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A Thought on Interracial Relationships.

When Patrick and I met, in November of 2016, I was a year into my journey of Black liberation. I was working at Goodwill Industries and my friend Olivia, still one of my best friends, had opened my eyes to the beauty of Blackness.

She talked to me about Black art and Black movies, Black poets and Black activists. She was cool and hilarious, outgoing and bubbly, crazy smart and spontaneous and unbelievably proud of her heritage. Proud to be Black.

I had never met anyone like her before. I tell her often that she changed my life the moment I met her and I mean it…

 

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I Am Not your Negro

“What white people have to do is try and find out in their own hearts why it is necessary to have a ‘nigger’ in the first place, because I am not a nigger. I’m a man. But if you think I’m a nigger, it means you need it.” – James Baldwin

Have you read James Baldwin? He was a fascinating human and his writing is deep and vast and affirming and chilling. Baldwin’s work makes me feel seen and challenged and invited into a space of evaluation and movement..