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  Unmasking the Illusion of Division https://www.spreaker.com/episode/unmasking-the-illusion-of-division--70817510 We are exhausting ourselves trying to "build" unity in our community. Every day, it’s a new debate, a new panel, a new argument about how brothers and sisters need to come together. But what if we are working backward? What if unity isn’t a house we have to build, but a diamond we have to unearth? Today is an Umoja day, and we are talking about the power of subtraction. We have swallowed a lot of false narratives about who we are and who we are supposed to be. We’ve layered ourselves in armor—ego, pride, resentment, and the desperate need to prove ourselves to a world that doesn't love us. But all that armor is heavy, and it’s keeping you from feeling the heartbeat of the person standing right next to you. In today’s episode, we explore what happens when we stop trying to add to our plates and start scraping off the toxic buildup instead. Call to Inaction: “A...

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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