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The Myth of the Perfect Pioneer: Why Our Path to Unity is Supposed to Look Crooked

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The Myth of the Perfect Pioneer: Why Our Path to Unity is Supposed to Look Crooked Let’s stop lying to ourselves. We love to judge the architecture of a bridge while standing safely on the other side, completely forgetting who had to swallow the dirt to build it. An old Akan proverb drops a heavy truth on our laps today: "The one who cuts a path does not know that behind him it is crooked." When you are the first one out in the wilderness hacking through the dense, thorny brush of systemic oppression, generational trauma, and economic redlining, you aren't walking a straight line. You are fighting for survival. Your focus is entirely on the next swing of the machete. Your steps will look jagged, raw, and unpolished. Look at our blueprints: Althea Gibson (1957): She didn't glide gracefully into Wimbledon; she hacked through a brutal, suffocating jungle of white supremacy to claim her crown. Jackie Robinson (1944): Long before the baseball diamond, he was facing down ...

Children imitate

No Ha2ku today/
just walkin with my youngest/
thinking about life/


Ok i lied, I seem to always come up with a Ha2ku. It is just a part of me now. I have to have something to keep me from jumping off this journey and just running to the rat race. I'm sitting up late planning a community program that i will be sharing with you soon. I am planning some amazing things, and I am using the "Player's Pyramid" as my guide to get it done. More on that later.
the idea that sparked me to write this late was my youngest son. I often forget that he watches everything that I do good, and bad.
In June he found out how to use the on demand channels provided by the cable provider, and he is practicing his reading as well. On a Saturday morning he was watching TV while i was getting his little sister ready to leave. i went upstairs to give my youngest daughter a bath. when I popped down to check on Cleve he had pulled up a free channel. To my surprise he was not watching a violent or nasty movie. He was not watching one of the many cartoons that he usually views. He was laying on the floor with his eyes closed in the corpse pose. I was was shocked then i looked at what he was watching he selected a kids yoga channel and was going through the work out. Now I'm not up on my yoga like I should be, but I'm on it enough to for my son to imitate what I do or would do. So I'm sending shots out to my son Cleve for teaching me a lesson. Be careful what you do because you never know who is watching.

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