Descendants of the Diaspora

“Bury me in the ocean with my ancestors who jumped from ships, cause they knew death was better than bondage”. ~ Erik “Killmonger” Stevens, Black Panther.

We might never know the exact country or tribe of our origins.
We will never be given full throated permission to participate fully in the rituals of those native to the African continent.
We are never going to be viewed the same as native Africans by the descendants of those who kidnapped, tortured and enslaved our ancestors.

We are the descendants of those who chose to live … fated to share the choices of our oppressors … fighting to exist in the country we have called home. We have no choice now but to fight for its existence.

“If we do not now dare everything, the fulfillment of that prophecy, re-created from the Bible in song by a slave, is upon us: God gave Noah, the rainbow sign, No more water, the fire next time!” ~ James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time

Inhale Resilient, Exhale Resigned…
Inhale Defiant, Exhale Defeated…
Inhale Resistant, Exhale Subservient…
Just Breathe



One of my favorite pastors taught about seeds and growing, reaping and sowing. Even during story hour, the fable she shared about seeds that face obstacles spoke to the young and young at heart.

In the story, some of the seeds decide to postpone any attempts to grow until the obstacles disappear (they don’t). But one determined seed decides to face possible destruction and fulfill its purpose to become a palm tree with an extraordinarily strong trunk.

“What do you think happened?” the pastor asked the assembled 6, 7 and 8-year olds.

And one brave young soul answered correctly, “The obstacles made the tree grow stronger.”

Inhale Bend, Exhale Break…
Inhale Slowed Down, Exhale Terminated…
Inhale Delayed, Exhale Defeated…
Just Breathe