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Scraping the Smolder: The Kuumba Response

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  Scraping the Smolder: The Kuumba Response https://www.spreaker.com/episode/scraping-the-smolder-the-kuumba-response--72113846 When the roof is on fire and the smoke is thick, the absolute worst thing you can do is pull up a chair and start analyzing the chemical makeup of the flames. Yet, how often do we do exactly that with our lives? Today, on this double Kuumba day, we are challenging the urge to intellectualize our pain. We often sit in the ashes of our communities and our spirits, debating why we are hurting instead of moving into the rescue. Creativity isn't just about building something new; sometimes, the most profound act of Kuumba is taking a chisel to the charred wood of your life and scraping away the buildup. It is about removing the illusions and dropping the dead weight that the world has convinced you to carry. The river clears itself only when it stops trying to hold onto the mud. Reflection Questions: What obvious damage in your life are you currently over-anal...

Baba- Chapter 9 part 1

Chapter 9 “Jay, wake up!!!” Simba was shaking me. I must have fell asleep reading. I looked outside and the sun must have just rose. “The council is waiting for you. Clean yourself up and report downstairs.” He stood up and walked out of the door. I got up, brushed my teeth and washed my face. I made up my bed and reported downstairs as I was ordered. Sitting around the table were four more people I had never seen before. Simba and Kwesi were also sitting at the table with them. There was a chair sitting in front of the table and I assumed it was for me. “Jay, I want to introduce you to the council that will take you through your vision quest.” After saying that Simba stood up and began pointing to the people sitting at the table.   “This is Sister Auset from Milwaukee. She is a Grand Master….from the House of Chete.” She was  a very dark and beautiful woman looking as if she wasn’t a day over forty. Her locks caught my attention; they were beautiful and long with a...