Centering, Uplifting & Celebrating Brown Girls
Hi, you. I see you. I know how hearing a snippet of Linus and Lucy or some other forsaken Christmas song puts your stomach by your feet and your heart in your throat and that the space between is occupied with anxiety and fear. I know how all of the reindeer stuff, red and green motif …
Facebook keeps asking me to fundraise or to ask my friends to support a cause in honor of my birthday, which is coming up very soon. I’m pretty sure that the idea is for people to give to non-profit organizations but... I am a special cause. Give me money. Seriously. I understand that the idea …
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Last year's critically acclaimed visual album, Lemonade grabbed hold of every sister circle in earshot and refused to let them go. The celebration of love, scorn and redemption carefully woven together with poetry by Warsan Shire is Beyoncé's greatest non-human creation to date. As we coasted through our days screaming, "Don't hurtchoself!" and "I AINT SORRY!", …
Nothing happens in the "real" world unless it first happens in the images in our heads. -Gloria Anzaldua, Borderlands/La Frontera Brown Girls, we are nothing less than glorious! Seeing ourselves as glorious is its own kind of revolution! This week, we want to challenge ourselves to see our own glory inside our minds first. I …
It has been a week since Maria set itself on the shores of Puerto Rico, wreaking unprecedented havoc on an already vulnerable population. Many people still do not have power, food, running water, or access to medical attention. It took this administration an agonizing amount of time to lift the Jones Act and start providing …
A poor nights sleep and early wake up time left me with body aches. For some reason, I started thinking about growing older. Nearly all of my closest friends are about ten years older than me. I wondered when I'd start befriending younger women whose energies spoke to me, I thought about the insight into …
I stopped nursing in January and I feel clueless as a mother as a result. It didn’t happen overnight… It stopped being our go-to solution over time, little by little. I was both happy and sad with each milestone that took us further away from nursing. I was totally touched out and nursing him had …
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So we've been discussing this at length this morning and our resident smart ass Amy Jones has questions…these questions are here for you to ponder, with a foreword by Jenina. The Bodega isn't just a store to sell you coffee and the morning paper. A Bodega is the heart and soul of its, roughly, 3-6 …
I wish I dried up I wish every drop of my milk slipped passed those pink lips and nourished the ground Where the bones lay Of my babies Starved while I feed their murderer I wish I dried up So the missus babies would dry up too And be brittle So I could crumble them …
BrGOL Guest Contributor: Aemeri Kenasen Scattered pieces of my identity Reduced to these human walls that brand me woman... with nothing but flesh to define the outline of what it means to be "mother". Though nurturing I remain, my exterior stamps me as "other" and my essence remains a cry for disdain all because I …
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