Letters, stories, extemporaneous cries after losing Steele: my intimate partner, best friend and business partner.
Every now and then I have to stop to really appreciate how blessed I am. In the past, when things were going good in my life, I used to feel guilty about my good fortune. I would contain my own enthusiasm for life, because I felt undeserving or unworthy. I made myself feel as though I was stealing the happiness …
As an adult I have always identified myself as a non-denominational Christian, although I was christened in a Baptist church and confirmed in an Anglican church. But my identification with Christianity was always loose and sometimes even contemptuous. Earlier this year, I finally overcame the fear of God’s impending wrath if I declared I was no longer a Christian.
Sometime in 2008, I was so stressed out I tried to eat myself, physically. Stress is toxic. It was the poison feeding Steele’s cancer and my high blood pressure. This is the conversation I had with a friend about it. “When Steele and I get in fights or we have ‘issues’ I cannot function properly. It drives me crazy. Until …
Imagine how difficult something as simple as a name made it for Africans in the New World to be Africans. Imagine if the Europeans were a little more imaginative and a lot more enlightened and instead of naming the Caribbean the West Indies they named it the West of West Africa. With a simple name change centuries ago it could …
{youtubejw}NURJhjJAajU{/youtubejw} African men get a bad rap. They overpopulate our prisons, and our politics, and they receive the brunt of the blame for all of our problems. Everyone is constantly trying to fix the African man and whatever he does, he feels not good enough. The world’s war on the African man has obscured the real tragedy, which is the …