As I stepped out onto the patio in my “gentrifying” neighborhood, I was immediately struck by the sound of a black man yelling “Get the fuck off me!”
I lifted my head to see over the fence to get a better look. In the distance, I could see a black man surrounded by several cops.
I immediately went back inside to get my camera. I wanted to record the moment. Just in case.
By the time I returned to my viewing spot, I could see that several officers had surrounded the man. …
I see who you are. You are an intellectual colonizer and exploiter. A “divider,” “conqueror,” and “taker.” You take advantage of people you consider to be mentally, emotionally, and intellectually inferior to yourself and “your people.”
Well, “up here,” we have a name for this type of thinking: entitlement. You entitled folk feel it is your right to prosper yourself (and “your people”) at the expense of everyone you perceive as “other.” In your mind, you are entitled to “more” because you are better.
Well, the one thing we (“the others”) have finally figured out is that you are not…
By midnight, have a deal on the table that guarantees the lives and the liberties of persons of color and poor people of all colors all over the world.
We hereby demand that you stop exploiting us to enable your various forms of greed.
Going forward, we are attached to neither the Republican nor the Democratic Party. We hereby declare ourselves independent and will vote for the candidate we collectively support as The Independent Candidate.
In support of our position, our ancestors have asked us to disseminate the following statement on their behalf:
“You people wear the masks of white…
A reader asked me if there had been any other interesting coincidences in connection with this “otherworldly” experience I previously wrote about. The answer is yes! Several, in fact. I will briefly describe the most recent one.
As I noted in the original post, numbers were a big part of our family history. For our family, the year “1967” and in particular the numbers “67” are very significant. 1967 is the year I was born and also the year in which both of my grandfathers died.
My mother told me that the only time she played the numbers was when…
A video clip of a little dancing light may seem like a less than interesting way to start a post. However, from my perspective, that little dancing light was a critical turning point in my life.
When I first saw this light, it seemed rather odd. I was parked on a city street in an area heavily covered with trees. In addition, it was very early morning so the sun was barely in the sky.
It turns out there was a perfectly reasonable explanation for that dancing light: a little light from the sun was was being projected through…
I recently re-launched my legal practice. This time, I decided to do things differently. The old model of putting up a website and waiting for clients to reach out is no longer viable. These days, in order to generate business of any kind, it is important to promote oneself and to have a social media presence.
I had to really come to terms with all this “self-promotion” stuff. At first, I was really uncomfortable sharing my personal views and experiences. For a long time, I was “testing the waters” by posting certain things anonymously. It is much easier to be…
I had a big wake-up call about the business risks of using so-called “free” email accounts.
Last week, I had a technological-meltdown and near business disaster.
My computer died and I needed to order a new power cord. I went to the online shopping of a website that sells everything from apples to zinc supplements (“A-Z Retailer”). I could not remember my password so I hit the password reset button. …
A few months ago, I flew out to San Francisco to interview for (and subsequently accept) a position at a tech company headquartered there. The degree of homelessness in San Francisco was very unsettling. It was hard for me to comprehend how human suffering of this magnitude could co-exist in a city that is also home to some of the richest businesses and individuals in the world.
I am a proud “city girl.” I was born and raised in the city and have spent a considerable about of time living and working in urban areas. …
Trying to heal your mind from severe emotional trauma is tough. Healing is particularly challenging when you are married to, or in a relationship with, the person whose decisions and actions contributed to the trauma. The scenario I have in mind is when you are emotionally scarred as a result of a betrayal of trust, such as in the case of an affair.
The statements herein are not intended as a diagnosis or treatment plan. Rather, these are merely my personal observations and recommendations based on what I found to be helpful for me. …
Someone recently asked my how I could write about something as intense and personal as mental illness. My response to that is: How can I not write about it?
There are people all over the world suffering from debilitating mental challenges. If just one person reads my writing, and thereafter that person feels that they are not alone, then my purpose in writing has been served.
With that said, I would like to share my own, personal mental health recovery story.
I write about mental health and spiritual awakening from a personal perspective.