#ABetterYouIsABetterMe

   A s most of us, I sincerely mourn the loss of Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg. And I contemplate the plethora of reasons for concern over the timing of replacing the late Justice’s seat. And there is no way to adequately rank those concerns according to criticality. But one reason, in particular, that is cause for grave concern, and has led me to this article, is Women’s Reproductive Rights. And though the speculation and/or allegations concerning forced sterilization of women in ICE detention camps, may be a topic too explosive for some and too political for others, especially in our “social” media communities. (NPR.org, 2020). It is too critical to succumb to silence. It’s imperative that we remain diligent, lest we forget. It is ... as the late James Baldwin professed, “People are trapped in history and history is trapped in them.” So, though (to some) such allegations are unfathomable or of no imminent threat or concern to others, makes it necessary to evoke the memory that...

  T his butterfly 🦋 is clinging on for its life... it seems to have gotten damaged somehow... struggling to gain traction off the ground and headed for its demise as it crawled  towards traffic. I ushered it towards the palms of my hands and placed it in grass. Don’t know how much of a lifeline it will provide, but hopefully enough for healing to take place and it can once again soar as it was destined to do. If this feels like a tale of the human experience... it’s because that’s what I intended. Sometimes you—we have to extend our palms to someone no matter how things look aesthetically—everyone needs a hand sometimes to heal. No matter how high we may soar when things are going as expected, life can happen and damage our wings mid-flight. And suddenly, unbeknownst to us, we find ourselves trying to fly while damaged — oftentimes heading in the wrong direction towards what could be our demise— sometimes physically, other times spiritually and emotionally. But whichever way....

L ike many people this year, I feel the heaviness of all that has happened and continues to be happening in 2020 and I have said so. But perhaps  my assertion to, “Throw 2020 in the trash!”, resounded harsh or reckless to a few people... that said I will address, yet I make no apologies... I asserted (posted) upon news of Chadwick Boseman’s death, “Throwing 2020 in the trash!!” And not quite sure I regret it just yet. Understanding that at the beginning of every “new year” celebration we are all excited because a new year brings with it, admittedly some degree of fantasy, but definitely hope for newer, brighter and prosperous days... that hasn’t been the reality thus far this year for the larger community. N evertheless, I respect your right to your opinion. I understand the reality that we have lost great people that have blazed trails creating a blueprint for little people like me to dare try to follow. Hence, (despite the pandemic), 2020 has been a year in which I brought my gi...