Reflections

Open Letter to The Blatantly Racist & Passively Biased: I Am Out of Patience

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I have no desire to see you enlightened or converted. I am not your voice of reason or by cultural default, source of untapped tolerance. There’s nothing in me willing to offer any measure of diplomacy to the sickness you openly and passionately spread. All the graciousness I’ve wielded for close to 30 years, in a desire to work and live among you peacefully, is depleted.

Make no mistake, though you observe me mothering with love, laughing with authentic joy and seeking refuge in the Divine, I’m brimming with anger I work hard to contain, daily.

To the BLATANTLY RACIST, I’m sickened by your transparent race hate, cruelty and cowardly attempts to veil your poison behind political rhetoric and desire for “American values”. Appalled by your ability to excuse, ignore and/or deny away your barbaric crimes against humanity — past and present. Disgusted by your boldness to reinvent a 21st Century incarnation of the Jim Crow South; once again hiding behind a deliberately broken justice system, jaded laws and morally corrupt champions who represent anything but peace.

You’ve created a psychotic American culture thriving on hate, ignorance and fear; rising by oppressing others. You are history on rewind, and of that you should not be proud.

To the PASSIVELY BIASED, your permissiveness is alarming. For you, racism is non-existent because after all, we elected a “brown President”. Dismiss all claims of bias and injustice as “playing the race card”. Complain frequently about how black people should “just get over it”. You boast of being “colorblind”, as if to be accepted my beautiful brown hue is better […]

Happy Birthday Anbownes!

If you missed knowing this REMARKABLE woman, you missed somebody mighty special! God broke the mold with this one! Happy Birthday Fannie Louella JACKSON BARWICK, our Anbownes!:)

Fannie Louella Jackson Barwick

December 7, 1920 – March 5, 1992

A Worthy Timestamp: Discussing & Understanding White Privilege

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Discussing and finding common ground on the subject of ‘White Privilege‘ is always “eventful”. Checkout this recent exchange between myself and other commenters on the subject matter. Then please, PLEASE read (and absorb) the 11/27 CNN article “The New Threat: Racism without Racism”, which completely conveys all the points attempting to be made in the exchange and shines light on why denial of our cultural and societal realities is so damn scary!

* ALL names of commenters have been removed *

COMMENTER #1: I like it except for #4. I am as white as they come and I have never considered myself more privileged then anyone else. My parents taught their kids to be color blind in this regard. WE are human beings.

COMMENTER #2: Nice.

COMMENTER #3: C1, with all due respect, white privilege is what you automatically have as a member of our society. You have even more as a white male. It isn’t about what you were taught (though that sounds commendable and spot on)–it is about a certain level of advantage that you carry because of the color of your skin in this particular system we live in. Most whites don’t even realize they have privilege because it is so invisibly a part of the structure of our society.

COMMENTER #3: Here’s a pretty good, brief discussion of white privilege (from a white woman): http://www.tolerance.org/article/racism-and-white-privilege
On Racism and White Privilege | Teaching Tolerance
Excerpted from White Anti-Racist […]

Ancestor Reverence: To Acknowledge

To acknowledge our ancestors means we are aware that we did not make ourselves, that the line stretches all the way back, perhaps to God; or to Gods. We remember them because it is an easy thing to forget: that we are not the first to suffer, rebel, fight, love and die. The grace with which we embrace life, in spite of the pain, the sorrow, is always a measure of what has gone before.

~ Alice WALKER

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A Stitch In Time – Schomburg NYPL Digital Collections

Stitch In Time - SchomburgJust realized the Spelman Seminary images from 1902 I cited in my 2009 post have now been absorbed into a larger Schomburg Collection – Progress of a race; or, The remarkable advancement of the American Negro from the bondage of slavery, ignorance and poverty, to the freedom of citizenship, intelligence, affluence, honor and trust.

Take a minute to checkout this reflective collection of the historic progress made by our amazing Ancestors.

Lest we forget.

Luckie

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Spelman University: Where My Family Genealogy & Images Will Call Home

At the turn of the 20th century my Great Grandmother Annie CARTER JACKSON lived on Auburn Avenue in Atlanta, GA with my GG Grandmother Marrie, and attended Spelman Seminary with her 2 sisters Fannie and Mattie Wee. As a little girl, I was blessed to hear of their antics at Spelman on many occasions!:)

Grandma JACKSON’s gift for delivering our oral history in the most hysterical fashion, was the catalyst for me. Her memories were where my love of family history took root and her devotion to family, is what anchors my commitment to preserving it.

Annie CARTER JACKSONAs the family historian, I’ve spent 15 years unearthing our Georgia and Alabama heritage. I’ve inherited bibles, historic documents and rare family images from my maternal Grandparents and Mom, and through divine intervention, “acquired” the family bible of my paternal Great Grandmother COBB.

Over the past few years I’ve given MUCH thought to how my personal genealogy archive will be managed in the event of my passing. I’ve been trying to answer one simple but difficult question — what’s the BEST way to ensure my heritage is preserved and our data made accessible to other researchers?

As an advocate for digital preservation I’d considered both Ancestry.com and LDS owned Family Search, but in truth neither entity has earned my trust as a researcher of Slave Ancestry. I’m not convinced the digitization of African American history is a ‘true’ priority of either org and I know from personal […]

1 Year: My Marvelous Mama

There are no words really to sum up the life, legacy and absence of Mama. So today on the 1 year anniversary of her transition, I share the family memories that still have the ability to make this baby girl’s heart smile beyond the tears.

Peace and ease Mama…

Just Do Right. Thank You Maya Angelou!

Maya Angelou - Just Do RightDr. Maya Angelou ~ 1928-2014

This week the world grieved the passing of Dr. Maya Angelou.

There were so many beautiful posts (checkout Michael Twitty), quotes and thoughts shared about Maya, I’d really not planned to post anything. I thought watching and reading the praise as it flowed, knowing what Maya Angelou’s transparency and pen meant to me, was enough.

I took in Maya’s charge to “just do right”, and shared it with my kids. Like everyone, I thought about how her life has gifted me and words anchored in my heart long ago.

Yet I still planned to keep quiet… like the freedom from shame Maya relieved me of so many years ago, was our secret.

But after reading “What Maya Angelou’s Past Can Teach the Feminists of the Future“, I felt I had to affirm writer Lauren Davidson’s assertion, that Maya Angelou’s darkest life moments were as inspiring and enlightening as her brightest and most celebrated accolades.

I was 18 years old when I first learned of and read Maya Angelou, I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings. I had a BEAUTIFUL toddler, my firstborn Jerold (Jay) and was heading to nursing school, having just graduated with Honors.

In spite of the merit I earned by being a “good, young Mother” and […]

A Mother’s Day Gift…

Birthday Memories - Luckie, Jai & MomShe called me her “Rock of Gibraltar”. She loved my lack of tact, chuckled at my acid humor and applauded EVERY hurdle this teenage Mother conquered to create a life she was proud of. Gerrie was my Champion!:)

BRILLIANT in every sense of the word. Mom was relentless, nurturing; an Innovator before we knew what that word even meant. Gerrie commanded attention and though only 5’2 she sparkled in ANY crowd. Boy was she something special!:)

Born 7/6 and 7/7 we were “two peas in a pod”. On my first Mother’s Day without her, I truly know how invaluable Mom was to me, her baby girl.

I believe “Sometimes Grandma” is Mom’s gift to me and the kids. I think she knew in our effort to heal others, we too would find healing and purpose.

Mom was the QUEEN of strategy and taking care of other people. Our Harmony St. Kids have her wrapped all around them!:)

So my gift to you Mama this Mother’s Day is to be…

  • Relentless in my work to see an end to Alzheimer’s Disease. No standing on the sideline. I’m chin-deep in this FIGHT!
  • Fearless in the face of the unknown and unplanned. Life catches us by surprise. I look FORWARD!
  • Tenacious in defining a life on MY TERMS; I call the shots and choose the roads my feet travel.
  • Brazenly, unbelievably HAPPY, HEALTHY and WHOLE as I figure out this new and unfamiliar world. I know you’re still […]

Some Friday Wisdom… Character

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