25 Days of Core Desired Feelings

Last July I bought my husband a Danielle LaPorte Desire Map Journal. I knew he'd love it. (He does). The thing is, the 2015 journals were limited edition and 50% off, so I did what every good wife would do: I bought myself the same one so we could 'discuss,' of course. This journal is hella dope and it's been incredibly transformational for me this summer. The premise is that instead of chasing … [Read More...]

Her Life Matters

This morning I dropped my youngest son off at Kindergarten for his first day.  Like me, a lot of parents were huddled around doting on their little munchkins off to face this new transition. As we waited in line, I knelt down to rest and he burrowed up on my back, playing with dangly earrings. From this low vantage point, I noticed a little African-American girl in another line, alone, … [Read More...]

On Fear

This morning I woke up afraid. There was a bit of a thunderstorm and the slow rumble while I slept jerked me awake in fear of an earthquake.  Earthquakes are incredibly rare where I live but the accompanying fear was now present despite its unrealistic origin. Instead of being able to roll over and … [Read More...]

Things Are Changing

Things are changing. I'm so grateful, Good Lawd, God Almighty in heaven, I am so grateful. So. So. Grateful. I'm in reinvention: the absolute necessity to start again, the demand for change before rock-bottom meets certain death, the soul crying out for hope begging you to not to give up on your … [Read More...]


My People Motivate Me

As a very little girl I knew my people were beautiful, special...mistreated & hated. I knew I actively wanted to be a part of our restoration, no matter what form that took on. (And dare I say, I knew at 16 yrs old it was my calling). What my youth could never tell me was just how much I … [Read More...]


For DaJerria Becton.

Your necessary air is restricted.  You take short breaths.  You wait for relief.  One day, it hurt so bad you took a viability assessment.  Will you live? Verdict’s out. There’s a gatdamn boot on your neck.  One day, it will come off, you reason.  You wait.  One day, you’ll take a long, deep … [Read More...]


Something New

So there's a new fella in my life. At first, I was finna be all coy & secretive.  But on New Years Eve I quietly put up a picture of us and the next … [Read More...]

Life behind the fence

I Will Not Fly Today

I know why the uncaged bird doesn't sing. What lurks beyond the cage I cannot say. I reach, but knees knock against hollowed-out bones like the hollowed … [Read More...]


I Need To Say Something Entirely Different To White People

I took the Megabus, Chicago to Nashville a little while ago.  I joked on Facebook about how all the Black-Americans on board collectively complained about how … [Read More...]


In which it is okay for me to exist here

I shared a FaceBook post last week that made me feel powerfully vulnerable and ashamed.  Bloggers call this a "vulnerability hangover," which seems pretty all … [Read More...]


Struggling with Grace

*I wrote the following guest post for the upcoming Jumping Tandem Retreat coming up May 1-3 in Ashland, NE which I'll be key-noting on the 1st evening!  Please, … [Read More...]


Light in the Darkness

On grace, the light in the darkness.  I'm guest posting today for my homie, Juan Lopez. Grace in the light of Christ means having courage.  Courage to get … [Read More...]


The Day I sent my Daddy to Prison

I was jittery nervous in that witness box. I shoved sweaty hands under my little thighs to keep them from shaking.  Across and in front of me, Ma was on my … [Read More...]


When your First Born Son is Half Way

You, my first born son are halfway to Becoming A Man.  At 9 yrs. old, I've had your for half.  Lord willing, I'll "have" you for 9 more years before you carry … [Read More...]


I remember

I remember when I used to get up before my kiddos to read through my favorite daily devotional, Seeking God's Face.  Ransom would eventually lumber out of his … [Read More...]


God am I really trusting you because ‘ish is f*cked?

About 7 months ago, shit fell apart.  All the way apart.  In every way, apart.  Complete decimation of normalcy.  It was, in part what divorce and custody … [Read More...]