Desperate for friends, and time in nature, I joined a Facebook group called “BWW: Black Women Who.” The group apparently stared as a kayaking meetup and then evolved into a general outdoors meetup for Black women. When I arrived in Galveston State Park I was immediately soothed by the landscape. It reminded me of the
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I live in Houston, TX. A city known for its highways and sprawl. When I moved to Houston, I knew I did not want to live within the sprawl. At 12, I had a meltdown when my family moved to the NW suburbs of Baltimore because it was “too quiet.” After graduating college, I moved
Lonely lonely that is me
Imani writes about how she felt lonely and 2025
I have seen so many posts about “bringing back reading comprehension.” I have a Master degree in Library and Information Science. I am a librarian. I’m sorry to say that reading comprehension has always been low. Black people were learning to read in secret so they could read the laws folks created to continue their
So I’m starting something completely different here on this blog. I’m sure my normal (sporadic) blogs about just the way I’m living will still pop up but I want to use this domain to create a space that I think is really missing, at least for me. A space for Christian Left(ish) folks. I
You Can’t Hide
Recently I heard a sermon about stewardship. The sermon was a part of a series on the “Five Marks of a Disciple” the pastor said that without stewardship then the other marks (Spiritual Growth, Service, Small Groups and Sharing the Gospel) were all irrelevant. Of course when I think of stewardship I automatically think of
Living in the Tension
Often I think about being in the tension between what I genuinely feel is right and what the truth tells me is right. I feel this most often when I am trying to do something new, something I feel called to, something that propels me forward. When I feel this, I usually start to turn
About a month ago I packed my life and moved back to a home I never could claim, Detroit. I was physically born at the University of Michigan’s hospital in Ann Arbor, Michigan, about an hour from Detroit. I lived on the University of Michigan’s campus for the first five years of my life. I
If It Ain’t About the Money
When I first heard the news about Joel Osteen’s church not housing people who were losing everything in Hurricane Harvey I didn’t expect it to be as big of a deal. I had never thought of Osteen as anything more than a motivational speaker. I can’t think of a single time I’ve listened to him
Wherever you are, I hope you like this.
I made a new rabbi friend, recently and she told me that in Jewish tradition there is something about the first 30 days after someone dies. I’m not quite sure what exactly that is, but as 30 days gets closer I think it’s the overwhelming permanence of it. My friend is not going to come