Positive Self Talk: Never Feel Inferior

Photo taken by:  Annette Harrison
Photo taken by: Annette Harrison

The Prayer’s of Black Women: Restoring the Heart of America

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Photo Source: http://www.sodhead.com

Well, Lord, I have finally gotten up from the couch.  Mostly because your spirit has urged me to write a pray.

But, Lord, I feel torn about what I should pray.  There are so many life situations that need your help.  So, again, I feel torn about what I should pray about.  However the situation that seems to be heaviest on my heart is the spiritual and cancerous choice of Americans.

The choice to remove you from our country is drowning this wonderful nation in the pool of political correctness; thus, giving birth to spiritual chaos.

We have taken you out of everything!  We have taken you out of our governmental institutions, our business, our schools, our churches, our homes, our children, our families and our daily actions.  And because we have taken you out of everything we are now experiencing the following:  high unemployment, high divorce rates, high rate of children born out-of-wedlock, high rates of child exploitation’s, extreme amounts of mental illness, and people having disregards for life.

Sadly, Lord, as we the American people bicker over small things such as who should or should not get married.  Or should the NRA step in and help make stiffer laws for obtaining firearms!  Or if a black man is making good or bad choices up on Capitol Hill!  Lord, the country that I love is quickly falling into a perilous state.

Lord the catalyst for what is happening in America is our ease in removing you from our lives!  It’s not the black man up on Capitol Hill!  He’s just one man!  It’s not Joe marrying Johnny or Susan marring Sally!  And it’s certainly not mandating tougher gun laws!  It was removing you!

Lord, the American people need to hear from you!  We need to hear from the God that got this American party started.  We’re a young nation.  And we’re making our fair share of mistakes.  But, Lord, the biggest mistake we have made thus far was removing you!

I’m praying for my country.  I’m asking you for your mercy upon me and my country.  I’m asking you God to show us how to repair our relationship with you.  I’m asking you to forgive the arrogance of the American people.  I’m praying that you will do a historical roll call in their minds and in their hearts.  I’m asking Lord that they remember the blood that was shade for our freedoms; and how you fought along the men that were fighting for all to be freed men and women.  I’m asking you to remind them that our ancestors came here to freely worship you.  I’m asking you to remind them this country was born from a divine dream and supported and encouraged by spiritual God.

For George Santayana once wrote, “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.”  And in Numbers 14:26-38 people perished and wondered in the wilderness because they had lost faith in you and your abilities to create a new land for a people of promise.  Lord, help the country that I love.  Heal the heart of this country because America is a land of promise and we are a people of promise.

Your Loving Daughter,
Annette

Vocabulary Mondays – thug

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Photo taken from: http://www.columbia.edu

It seems the negative word thug is always used to misrepresent the entire African American, Negro, or black communities. Honestly, people who distort racial integrity by misguiding readers, viewers, and listeners are worse than those they are writing or talking about.  Such viewpoints are transparent as they are criminal acts of spreading hate.

As a humanitarian I find hate served on any platform detestable and a waste of time.  So, therefore, today my vocabulary word is “thug” because I object to the ignorance of those that use it improperly.  And it is such ignorance that keeps hate alive.  And in keeping hate alive it becomes an avenue for exploitation by discriminatory acts when negative words are used to describe others by race, age, disability, ethnic, religion, sex, sexual orientation, and etc. Despite the worlds gratifying social exposure of discovering people are people, a pocket of people continue hate cycles for the sake of personal gain.

Word:  thug

Part of Speech:  noun

Meaning(s):

  1. a cruel or vicious ruffian, robber, or murderer.
  2. (sometimes initial capital letter) one of a former group of professional robbers and murderers in India who strangled their victims.

Origin and History:

Last night I watched a History Channel special on the movie series Indiana Jones. The purpose of the show was to separate fact from fiction as it relates to the movie. While watching the show I was introduced to origin of the word “Thug”. When you think of a thug what image comes to mind? Is it a Black or Brown man? Is he iced out with diamonds and wearing baggy pants? Most people think of a thug as living in a poverty stricken urban area ( Ghetto) in the United states. The origin of the word “Thug” couldn’t be farther from its present meaning. The word Thug originates from an 800 year old cult called Thuggee in India. Thuggee were known for befriending travelers and killing them with the ultimate intention of robbing them. According to the Guinness Book of World Records, this cult is responsible for the death of 2 million unsuspecting travelers.

So the question arises, ” How did we get from Thuggee to thug?” The Indian Cult and its practices were popularized and introduced to main stream Western Culture through books such as Confessions of a Thug by Philip Meadows Taylor (1839). Thuggee was also popularized by British Culture as Great Britain Ruled India from 1858 to 1947. In a way it bothers me that such a negative word like thug is largely associated with Blacks when it should be associated with Indians. How is it that we get the bad rap when they’ve been “thuggin” for 800 years! If we’re going to play the name game then we need to call prostitutes Geisha Girls! If there are any words that you can think of that are unfairly associated with your or someone else’s culture, please feel free to comment.
Ya Basta,
Malcolm

Saturday Funnies: The Due Process of Elderly Women

Apparently a young man was running late for work when he saw a car accident.  He called his boss to leave a message about his delay.   But afterwards he finds himself giving a blow-by-blow account of what was taking place between a man and elderly women.  This is truly the funniest story and voicemail I have ever heard.

 

Congrats to the De Blasio Family

Photo taken from:  The Washington Post
Photo taken from: The Washington Post

It is wonderful to see another woman of color maintaining marital status as her hubby becomes a “mover and a shaker.”

As I looked upon the picture showing NYC democratic mayoral candidate Bill de Blasio and his family, I became instantly proud.  Their family photo of political triumph says a thousand words.

I believe most can find a reason why this family collectively, and as individuals, will make great ambassadors for New York City.  And adding icing to the cake, for me, is the fact that Mr. De Blasio is taking two lovely black women with him on his political journey.

Hip hip hooray!

Furthermore, it’s wonderful to see his wife Chirlane McCray is also a successful woman in her own craft.  And if I was still young “I would love to be like her when I grow up.”

In her interview with Huffington Post, Chirlane McCray is grateful, graceful and strong in convictions about her life experiences.  I guess, many people feel she will be a great advocate for the black community as well as the gay and lesbian communities.  But, be that as it may, I did find it funny neither woman mentioned within the interview how Chirlane McCray’s life successes will impact the world’s view about black woman.

Though I thought the interview went well, again, I did noticed black women as a group being left out among those that are considered less fortunate.  And, once again, black women were thrown into groups that have struggled for centuries for equality on many levels.

Yet, society fails to realize black men and black women have been methodically segregated due to social acceptance.  Thus, forcing black women to become a group outside of an oppressed race; and giving birth to black women searching for social acceptance without ties to black men.

For me, Chirlane’s successes are and will be pivotal moments for her and those she represent; because after all, black women are considered the lowest on the social totem pole for dating and marrying.  And in the year 2013 an interracial couple seems to be slaying the put-down comments of black women yesteryear relationship taboos.

Oh, I’m sure the interviewer and Chirlane McCray did not intend to leave black women out as a struggling group for social acceptance; but it is such a natural response to look over black women in an acceptable way.  After all black women have been pushed underneath the social carpet as unlovable and uneducated.

Sometimes society makes me personally feel most are saying, “if we ignore them they will go away.”  Therefore, as black women we must make considerable efforts to remember black women along our successful journeys; as we gently say in our personal and professional achievements that black women are here to stay.  However, it is moments like Mr. and Mrs. De Blasio’s public triumphs that clearly say black women truly do have it going on.

So, once more, congrats to NYC democratic mayoral candidate Bill de Blasio and his lovely family for their political win.

Just a Personal Note to ‘Sleepless In Austin’ From A Black Woman

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Photo taken from: http://www.iluvblackpeople.com

WE ALL HAVE GLITCHES AND FLAWS IN OUR CHARACTER… Not one of us is perfect.  — RICK RENNER

Larry, I don’t even know where to start this personal message to you about your negative comments towards black people, overweight women, people who have tattoos, and sexual preferences.

Therefore, I guess I will begin with your blog comments about black women and black people.  (As a personal side note, actually as a black woman I thought your race specific comments were hysterically funny!  I don’t agree with them but I do think they were funny.  And I do mean they were entertaining).

I hate to bust your bubble but your words were not shocking.  I have heard some black people privately state the same about white people, and so forth and so on.  So when you openly expressed your thoughts on why you don’t date black women, or white women that have dated black men, I was not in shock.  Mainly, because, as quite as it has been kept there are people from every race, class, and creed that feel the same as you.  And sad to write, I was once among those people who felt races should not mix.

Therefore, I’m writing, “You go boy!”  You took courage by the tail of ignorance and put your person in the line of social-fire!  Gosh!  Dude!  What the heck were you thinking when you created your website looking for love!

I’m sure your lack of intimacy with a woman that loves being with you speared you on to create a blog that makes you looks like a total jerk-face to a lot of people.  Surprisingly, as a woman of color, I see you totally different.  I see you as a man that wrote what he felt to find conditional love.  And it didn’t matter to you the feelings you publicly and socially hurt in the process, as long as you got the woman of your dreams.  Right.

Larry,

  • It’s okay that you don’t find black women physically attractive.
  • It’s okay to say you think black people are disgusting to look upon.
  • It’s okay to say black people look like animals.
  • It’s okay that you don’t want a woman who has slept with black men.
  • It’s okay to say races should not mix.
  • It’s okay to say you like everything pink on your mate.
  • It’s okay that you don’t want an overweight woman.
  • It’s okay that you don’t want a woman who has tattoos.
  • It’s okay to call certain types of white people trash.
  • It is even okay to express you don’t want a woman who has engaged in group sex.
  • And it’s okay to date women without children.

Personally, I don’t agree with your views.  I believe every person should live and let live (as why I didn’t and don’t take your comments about black women and black people to heart).

But the problem came once you publicly stated those things in search of conditional love.  Most people, especially a successful business person, with an ounce of social decorum would have posted the positive attributes of what they’re looking for in a mate.  Later within a private setting they would discard names, emails, and phone numbers of those that didn’t fit their criteria.  Do you get the picture!

Instead, you wrote racial propaganda about why you do not date black women; and supported your views by stating non-blacks should not mix the races if it involves black people.   Larry, your shallow statement “I think that all races were created equal” was an afterthought to soften the blow of your inhumane statements on people of color.

Don’t back down now man . . . tell the world how you truly feel about black folks!

Larry!  Hello!  What planet are you from!  What planet are you living on!  And how can you look at yourself in the mirror every day with your extreme racial views and say you are not a racist.  Shakespeare once wrote, “This above all:  to thine own self be true.”  Larry, I hate to break the news to you buddy but your statements are racial; thus, painting you as a racist.  And anyone telling you otherwise is blowing smoke up your heinie.  Laughter!

Larry, as a woman of color, I truly wish you all the best in finding the woman you feel you deserve.  And remember . . .

It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt. ~Mark Twain

When Love Transcend Social Boundaries

Artist:  Unknown
Artist: Unknown

Last Sunday I was pressed to write a prayer for my blog  “The Prayers of Black Women.”  I wasn’t sure of my spiritual request to God; but, I felt my prayer should have been about Black women.

[Please don’t stop reading.  God is working in my life on my misplaced and misguided thoughts, and you will read the transformation soon.]

Any-who-how, I was proud of my “I’m Black and I’m Proud” prayer.  Yet, I desired another persons opinion [preferably a black person].  So, I asked my son to come and proofread the prayer I had written.

Again, please don’t stop reading.  God is working in my life on my misplaced and misguided thoughts about what it truly means to be a Black woman; and believe me when I write, my transformation is coming soon.  Sooner than I expect!

Insight:

For the past couple of days my soul has been unease about the image I’m projecting as a woman of color.

In my personal life I have an array of friends from all walks of life.

With great remorse, I have notice when I write I come across as a person of color that do not like people from other race groups.  The image I’m projecting is totally the opposite of my character.  Totally!  And if you keep reading you will soon see God is getting ready to transform the way I have been thinking and writing lately.

Dialogue between me and my son:

Me:  Can you please proofread my prayer?

My Son:  Hum.  Hum.  Okay.  (My son does not like to get involved in my writing projects.  So I was shocked when he said he would help me.)

Me:  So what do you think?

My Son:  If I came across your blog I would not read it.

Me:  Why?  [I was shocked at his bluntness.]

My Son:  Because it doesn’t have anything that could help me.

Me:  Of course not!  It’s a blog for Black women!

My Son:  Isn’t this about prayer?

Me:  Yes.  But it is a prayer for Black women.

My Son:  Shouldn’t prayer be for everyone?

Me:  [Speechless.]

Lesson Learned:

As a former seminar student I recently realized several pitfalls of racism.

In 1 Corinthians 15:31, Paul writes, “For I swear, dear brothers and sisters, that I face death daily. This is as certain as my pride in what Christ Jesus our Lord has done in you.”

Though I am on a spiritual sabbatical, I am an ambassador for Christ; therefore, my color, race, culture, and personal beliefs outside of Christianity should die daily.  But as it was, after finding myself upset with narrow-minded people I began a blog for Black women despite the need to encourage everyone.

Please understand, I am not a racist, my heart grieves for my race.  With such sorrow I find myself disappointed with a group of people who keep allowing themselves to fall prey to the cruelties of society.  My mind can’t grasp why these beautiful men and women continue to be mentally and emotionally castrated.   It is painful to belong to a race and sit idle as it implode.  Hosea 4:6 says, “My people perish for the lack of knowledge.

And because I don’t want my people to perish, sadly, my gender and my race became my cause to write.  When in my case it should have been man’s inhumanity to man who made me want to make a difference by putting into action “the pen is mightier than the sword.”  Because at the end of the day when all has been said and done we are still humans in need of love despite, race, color, culture, personal beliefs, personal choices, professional choices, religious choices, age and gender.

Until humankind understand that life without love and acceptance is all for not.  We will continue to overlook the most important thing to remember about living:  and that is when love transcend social boundaries it makes people do the right thing.  In 1 Corinthians 13:2-7 Paul writes the below about love:

If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.