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I like to be sure, real sure about the decisions I make. So I listen to my gut, pray and look for proof that I am on the right track. Here are my notes…
As a kid I felt cultureless. I would hear people, especially white people, talk about their Irish, Scottish, German heritage. I always felt left out of the conversation because I didn't know where my ancestors were from Beyond slavery. I think I should be able to say I was Sierra Leonean or Ghanaian or some other African country.
I remember telling people that I Haitian or was from Haiti. That was short-lived though because one time I slipped up and told people I was from Hades and the looks on their face having made that very simple but significant mistake horrified me. That was one lie I would never use again. But my desire and journey to figure out who I was, what larger group I was a part of did not stop.
I took an ancestry.com DNA test. I was so excited to get the results and very disappointed upon reading the results. It told me what every person who knows that slavery existed could have told me. That my DNA traced back to West Africa. Really? Really Ancestry.com? You didn't think I knew that?
I wanted, no needed, something more specific. I wanted it to say that I was from or that my people were from Nigeria, or Ethiopia, or Sierra Leone,. But it couldn't provide me with that. So about 2 years later I subscribed to a podcast that was very into Sankofa, reaching back to the past in order to create a better and liberated future. As a result of financially supporting this podcast I was entered into a drawing to win an African ancestry DNA kit. I won the kit and found out that the people who share DNA with me in Africa today live in Cameroon and Equatorial Guinea. That discovery was so elevating because it gave me a connection that I did not have before or at least that I thought I didn't have before.
Today, about 2 years later, I can say that I actually didn't need the test. I didn't need to be any more connected to Africa then I already was just being Black. I've come to realize that I am connected to something larger than myself as simply an African American. The history of our people even during and after slavery is so rich, full of resilience, beauty and magic. I don't really need anything beyond the truth of that.
I was able to come to that place of peace with identifying simply as an African American/ Black person, after having many conversations with other Black people who had been affirmed in their blackness and reading lots of books by people who have been reaffirmed in their blackness.
I desire to help you do the same. First by being connected to my blog (written by a person who has been reaffirmed in their blackness) you are already connected. I encourage you to surround yourself even the more with conscious Black people (understand the impact of systematic racism and oppression, have an awareness of real history and love Black people Black people and culture). Second, I want to share some of the books that I read that really helped me in this journey.
4 books to reaffirm your black girl magic:
What would you add to this list?
I coach women to prepare for and thrive as mothers via birth, breastfeeding and parenting education and self-care events. I am a Black crunchy momma that has something to say about how we create life, give birth, what we eat, how we connect with each other, and relate to $$.