Posts tagged anti-racism
Currently: June 2020

When you ask what life looks like currently, I can’t talk about anything except the fight for justice and peace in response to current events and the horrible and gut-wrenching deaths of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Ahmaud Arbery, and so many others. Today’s post and prompts (hosted by my friend Anne!) centers on these conversations, this heart, and content by and from BIPOC friends and leaders and neighbors.

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Resources To Help Us All Be Better Allies to BIPOC

I cannot encourage and urge you enough to listen to people of color, to learn from them (without asking them to do the work for you!!!), to follow as they lead (instead of thinking you know better), to believe their stories and their perspectives, to trust their wisdom, and to join alongside them.

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On Reading Books NOT By White Dudes

Here's the thing: for the first time probably ever in my life, the things I'm hearing, consuming, and learning are finally feeling diverse and balanced.

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Am I Just Being a Slacktivist?

Let us be activists, not slacktivists. Let us put our money where our mouths have been, and let's get dirty doing the work. Let us put our boots on the ground, our hands in the mud, our hearts on the line. Let's get serious.

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I Will Not Stay Silent

A few thoughts in response to Charlottesville (and the whole last year, really), and a few book recommendations if you don't know where or how to start listening and engaging.

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Echo Chambers and Challenging Your Comfortability

I encourage you not to stay in an echo chamber in your life. Don't stay stuck in the places where everyone around you tells you what you want to hear, what's safe to hear, what's comfortable to hear.

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i have a light, so i will shine it.

i am still alive. i therefore have a light. and i'm going to let it shine.

i will not hide it under a bushel.

i will not let satan blow it out.

i'm going to let it shine.

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In Response to Another Black Life Lost

Another murder.

It’s sickening, but it isn’t surprising, and that wrecks me.

He did not look like me, but that does not mean I cannot mourn and grieve the loss of his life. His life mattered. He mattered. 

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