This is tricky my friend. I adore your narratives, your art as I always have. That’s why I support your voice here in the way I can financially right now. I agree with what you’ve shared, and ALWAYS receive downloads from Spirit with the gems that you speak, sing, mediate. I rarely get to pop in and comment our simply heart the current post, but I see them, and have so much respect. As I do with this one. Over time in knowing the song of your heart and how it speaks and as I sense it, the love and the intent that comes from it - I feel welcome too add my voice and perspective here. I want to recognize that I don’t feel safe at all right now in the world. I am terrified. I stand on the strength of my God and my Ancestors as I always have, for my safety. Agreeing with your share here, that no matter the conversation on winning or losing - the situation we are now in, is one of harm. If this is my family, that family is choosing (as I already knew) to bring me harm. Black Americans are already receiving messages sent to their phones, about slavery and that they will be picked up, called by name, and taking to a certain location. My ancestors groan inside of me when I hear this. Every inch of trauma in me clenches when I hear this. Knowing that no matter what, that as I walk this earth, I am in danger for being a creation of the divine. The time I spend in my life thinking on how I will breathe today, takes me a significant amount of time, where there are those that will never have to think on that. I am always, running up a hill with a 100 pound pack on my back, and even in getting to the top sooner and faster than other humans that are not black - I will still be attacked because of my sacred and beautiful ancestry. I think when we’re speaking on the larger family at play here as a country, we have to bring into that metaphor - the toxic element of family. And those in our family that aren’t under threat, MUST protect those that are vulnerable. What it would be like to experience the beauty of this day, and not spend time behind triggered and worried and feeling less, which manifests into my life as lack, and fear. Creating a closed heart, a diseases heart burdened by stress and burdens that aren’t mine to carry. I pray and beg, for those that call me family, to treat me as such, and pray for our protection. We are all beloved. I am beloved. And I know my brother in Christ and friend, would want to know how he can protect those in his family that are “weak”, BECAUSE of the family that never accepted them. A disagreement is healthy, we move forward. To disagree and attack, is another matter altogether. I hope it’s ok, that I met you
This is tricky my friend. I adore your narratives, your art as I always have. That’s why I support your voice here in the way I can financially right now. I agree with what you’ve shared, and ALWAYS receive downloads from Spirit with the gems that you speak, sing, mediate. I rarely get to pop in and comment our simply heart the current post, but I see them, and have so much respect. As I do with this one. Over time in knowing the song of your heart and how it speaks and as I sense it, the love and the intent that comes from it - I feel welcome too add my voice and perspective here. I want to recognize that I don’t feel safe at all right now in the world. I am terrified. I stand on the strength of my God and my Ancestors as I always have, for my safety. Agreeing with your share here, that no matter the conversation on winning or losing - the situation we are now in, is one of harm. If this is my family, that family is choosing (as I already knew) to bring me harm. Black Americans are already receiving messages sent to their phones, about slavery and that they will be picked up, called by name, and taking to a certain location. My ancestors groan inside of me when I hear this. Every inch of trauma in me clenches when I hear this. Knowing that no matter what, that as I walk this earth, I am in danger for being a creation of the divine. The time I spend in my life thinking on how I will breathe today, takes me a significant amount of time, where there are those that will never have to think on that. I am always, running up a hill with a 100 pound pack on my back, and even in getting to the top sooner and faster than other humans that are not black - I will still be attacked because of my sacred and beautiful ancestry. I think when we’re speaking on the larger family at play here as a country, we have to bring into that metaphor - the toxic element of family. And those in our family that aren’t under threat, MUST protect those that are vulnerable. What it would be like to experience the beauty of this day, and not spend time behind triggered and worried and feeling less, which manifests into my life as lack, and fear. Creating a closed heart, a diseases heart burdened by stress and burdens that aren’t mine to carry. I pray and beg, for those that call me family, to treat me as such, and pray for our protection. We are all beloved. I am beloved. And I know my brother in Christ and friend, would want to know how he can protect those in his family that are “weak”, BECAUSE of the family that never accepted them. A disagreement is healthy, we move forward. To disagree and attack, is another matter altogether. I hope it’s ok, that I met you
in your share here Nathan🙏🏽🙏🏽🤍
I love this, Kanisha. Thank you for sharing your heart. Sitting with this and appreciating it, and you. ♥️