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Are you a log or a crocodile?

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Are you a log or a crocodile? https://www.spreaker.com/episode/feeding-the-hands-that-build--71730334 We’ve been floating in the same economic river for generations, wondering why the scenery never changes. We talk about "Collective Work" (Ujima), but our pockets are leaking. Today, we look at the friction between our labor and our spending. In this Year of Ujima, why does it feel like we're still working for someone else’s dream? There is a tension between our desire for freedom and our addiction to the convenience of systems that don't love us. We want to build the nation, but are we willing to support the hands that actually feed us? It’s time to talk about the "Individualist Buildup" that’s clogging our community’s arteries and how to scrape it off for good. Call to Inaction: "The bird does not fly with another bird’s wings." — Release the need to borrow power from those who don't wish you well. What "convenient" brand can you sto...
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Daily Toast- Kuumba 325171 (creating our space)

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I'm in a car with men that I trust on my way to another city to celebrate one of my spiritual father's as well as a strong elder in his community. It feels good to have family I mean true FAM that can be depended on. These type of relationships are empowered when we have spaces that are created by us. These places are made from our blood, sweat and tears. They are formed in our Ceremonies and rituals. They provide us with pockets of space where we can commune with our ancestors. Spaces out of which we can build a reality that fits us and prepares the soil for our future generations. Sacred space that is owned and controlled by our hands. Right now we have to rent, borrow, and sometimes steal it but something in us strives to get it. As Nation Builders, Tribe Builders, or Family Builders we have to make it a major priority to get it, because every people need sanctuary a sacred space that is theirs and theirs I alone we are no different. Be sure to checkout the video
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