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The Weight of False Loyalty: Stripping Down Ujima We’ve been sold a lie wrapped in cultural pride, and it is breaking our backs. For generations, the Black experience in America has glorified obligatory suffering. We’ve been conditioned to wear the titles of "Strong Black Man" and "Strong Black Woman" like badges of honor, when in reality, they are often just heavy yokes of trauma. We take on the "Black Tax," assuming the debts, the drama, and the dysfunction of everyone in our bloodline and our zip code. We mistake trauma-bonding for true tribal building, and it keeps us completely anchored in the lower frequencies of being Mad, Sad, and Scared. Today, we are vibrating on the frequency of Ujima —Collective Work and Responsibility. Bathed in the cool, deep hues of royal and light blue, Ujima is often misunderstood. Folks hear "collective" and immediately start gathering everyone else’s problems, saying "yes" until their own spirit is bo...

Salute to Robert Johnson

Sold soul at crosroads/
they say because his music/
was beyond this world/



This the centinial for Robert Johnson a blues man that became legendary after he died. Im am sharing this information because on the Journey we are tasked to find examples of mastery. If you take a little time to listen to him you will understand what I mean. This man sparked a whole generation of blues men and inpired another generation of rock and rollers with his style of strumming the guitar, lyrics, and most importantly his story. Robert Johnson died young and the legend of his life still lives to this day.
It was said that he recieved his gift of nusic from the crossroads where he sold his soul to the devil. His music echoes this theme with songs like "hell hounds on my tail, crossroads blues, and etc.. His music was full of imges that can be taken as occult, and mystic. Now for those that study history and myth understand the signifcance of the crossroads, and we also know that it was not the devil that hung in this places symbolic of choices in life. Robert Johnson was a Black man from the south who heard stories that we can directly trace back to Africa. Part of the slavery and colonization process was to destroy peoples myths, and demonize anything having to do with these myths. Western world had no room for trickster dieties so they placed the keeper of the crossroads (Elegba) in the devil category.
Im not hear to brake down what really happened to Robert Johnson but I had to slide that in. The major lesson for those on the Journey to take from his story is the power of legend. This man is alive and remember because a story the rose up around him and apparently he grasped that legend and ran with it and many ways achieve immortality. Check out this recording and look up some more info on him






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