Emotional Maturity

My love life has been non-existent for quite some time even prior to social distancing.  Almost to the point where I forgot what I was looking for in a significant other. Lately, I’ve been finding myself attracted to those who possess rare traits like emotional maturity rather than seeking physical perfection or trying to make … More Emotional Maturity

Journey Check In

Using phrases like “that’s not in my reality”Saying I love you to myself over 5X each day Waking up excited about my dayApologizing less for just being me Treating myself to more kindnessAccepting more complements with out giving one immediately back Taking time to smile at myselfTaking more selfiesReally putting myself out there and sharing … More Journey Check In

Living Life With No Regrets – Guess What Happened To Me

They say what happens in the dark comes to light and that shit is the God’s honest truth because it just happened to me. Well, correction it came to light for one person but everyone else knew what I was doing. Still the shit is kinda crazy because no lie, I probably would have took … More Living Life With No Regrets – Guess What Happened To Me

How Being a Black Classical Musician has Driven Me to the Brink of Suicide Among These Times

By Dorthea Stephenson I do not typically use my social media as a platform of activism, but I feel these times call for my voice to be heard among the rest. Whether you agree or not, is your decision. This is not a persuasive post; you are inclined to your decisions as I am to … More How Being a Black Classical Musician has Driven Me to the Brink of Suicide Among These Times

Hear My Voice

By Vuyisa Akuchie Hear my voice! “You’re what? I’m black and I’m proud!” This method of ‘call and response’ would be a regular saying in my household, as a reminder that I should be proud of my black skin and my heritage. “Your all a bunch of? WINNERS!” It wasn’t enough to just be proud … More Hear My Voice

Blacked Out

I am black and that can never be b l a c k e d o u t. I know my skin and my voice is to be hated among many. But my lips and the way I move my hips as I dance to the Africa sun in my soul is to be bought … More Blacked Out