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Scrape the Paint, Reveal the Wood: The Path of Kujichagulia

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   Scrape the Paint, Reveal the Wood: The Path of Kujichagulia https://www.spreaker.com/episode/scrape-the-paint-reveal-the-wood-the-path-of-kujichagulia--70825642 You’ve spent your whole life trying to "find yourself" by accumulating more. More degrees, more hustle, more titles, more aesthetic changes. But what if the "you" that you are looking for is buried underneath all that extra weight? Today, we sit in the indigo energy of Kujichagulia, Self-Determination. But in the Gye-Nyame Tribe, we look at this differently. We realize that society has painted heavy, suffocating narratives onto the canvas of Black men and women. So, instead of trying to figure out what new habit to pick up to become your "best self," we need to ask a much harder question: What are you willing to put down? We discuss the raw reality of this on today's episode. It’s time to stop wearing clothes that don’t fit just because the world told you they were your size. Call to Inactio...

I am - by Preston J. Harrison

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I am.

I am the native tongue.
I am the brown recluse.
I am the spirit of the slave
with my neck in a noose.

I am a quote from the bible,
the legend of the scroll.
The music in your heart
when you sing from your soul.

I am the favorite son,
a warrior's tattoo.
The benefit of the doubt
when others can't trust you.

I am the dream keeper.
I am the moon's sun,
the hired gun, muted barrel,
I am the chosen one.

I am the brightest day,
and sometimes the darkest night.
I am the wind beneath the wings
when a bird takes flight.

I am the castle and the king,
the drawbridge, the moat,
the canoe in cried-rivers
making sure hope floats.

I am the first kiss, last breath.
I am the rook, the knight, the pawn, the king
in a game of chess.

I am the soul singer.
I am the rhythm and the blues.
I am the first idea
and The Creator's muse.

I am the sunday sermon.
I am the pulpit for the preacher.
I am the choir, prophet, priest
and sunday school teacher.

I am the saint-sinner.
I am the long way home.
I am a shape-shifter.
I am this poet's poem.
I am.

Preston J. Harrison.
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