The word of the month is SELF CONTROL. It is defined as the ability to regulate one’s emotions, thoughts and behaviors. It is that thing that determines if we eat one oreo cookie, or the whole bag.
For most of us self control does not come without putting some work into it. So lets focus.
Dancing During The Storm is a collection of short stories that represent people dealing with the storms of life. There are times when we have to decide are we going to lay down or fight. All of these stories tell of people who are either coming out of, in the middle of or going into a storm. In this second volume, the stories deal with justice, women’s issues and deception.
Brown. Brilliant. Brawn. They lead movements. They strengthen people. They protect families. They make us smile with a look from their eyes or a smirk on their lips.
Sometimes the kindness is crazy out of this world. It doesn’t look like anything you have ever seen. It comes from and to people you don’t know. Sometimes it comes from people you have known a long time. Love it. Share it.
An African American woman moved home to take care of her dying mother giving up the opportunity to experience a world beyond segregation. Zoraida Hughes Williams finds that some things have changed about her hometown of Fort Worth, Texas while some have stayed the same, like Hell’s Half Acre, an area where saloons, prostitution and gambling runs wild. Like most of the residents, she wants to keep her head down and stay away from trouble, but it comes in the unlikely form of an Anglo Baptist preacher. He messes up everything and almost gets them killed.
My cousin Alice is really my daddy’s first cousin. This older African American woman is truly a delight to me. She is in her 90s, and I’m not giving her exact age cause she may not like that. At her age she is still living her life to the fullest. We have to “catch up” with her.
We are raising money to pay for some repairs to her home. I am auctioning five canvas prints to the highest bidders. You can pick which one you want to bid on and put a number in the comments. OR you can email me at uppcreative@yahoo.com with your bid. The bid starts at $65.
On the last day, October 25, the person with the highest bid gets their chosen artwork. And I hopefully will have enough to buy sheet rock and paint for cousin Alice’s home.
We are artists. We are scientists. We shape policy. We take care of family. We are amazing women who live rich lives and find worth were others see no value.
Sometimes it is most difficult to give kindness to the person you think least deserves it. This week I have been challenged in being kind to folks who have frustrated me. I have to dig deep to find it. So dig deep y’all.