Equanimity, Freedom, Thoughts

Learning history is painful; Knowing history feels…

My great-great-grandfather was born into slavery. If you know anything about world history, you already know people were enslaved. The difference for me is that I have actual, legal documents specific to my family. If you look at the featured image, you'll see a page from the division of estate for John A. Evans. You'll… Continue reading Learning history is painful; Knowing history feels…

Freedom, poem, Thoughts, Writing

I Quit.

I quit. I quit trying to fit in. We're conditioned to think that being "in" is what's best when in reality resisting conformity passes the test. I quit. I quit trying to join in with segregated groups-- these organized groups commitment to one view and one way and that is never how I feel on… Continue reading I Quit.

Equanimity

My Testimony

I went to church with my mom today. Her church is different from the one I attend but familiar because it is the church I grew up in. There is a portion of service where people can give a testimony of how a weary situation has been resolved; a monologue to attest to God's love.… Continue reading My Testimony

Equanimity

Finding Perfection

I am obsessed with perfection. I believe perfection is not one thing for everyone but something that is defined by the beliefs of an individual. I am obsessed with my ideas of perfection. I have always  wanted to be the top student in class; I have always wanted to be a great dancer, singer, even… Continue reading Finding Perfection