It’s been a good year for me. Welcome to my early to mid 50s. Seems like I need to consider expanding my creative voice a bit more and truly publish it much more, as well as complete what I need to send out into the academic ocean of voices. Love woke me from the slumber of despair, and it fuels my drive to continue my work. “Love is the law, love under will.”
Anyone you choose to date or build a relationship with should know some basics about you–and you should know some basics about that person.
I’d rather know from the jump if a person is a homophobe/biphobe or some misogynistic creep. Absolutely not. Start out with honesty and clarity, and absolutely do not adjust your identity or pretend to be hetero for the world that privileges cis-heterosexuality. The way I see it folk who can’t deal with us and act a fool are helping me narrow the playing field over the long haul. A person who does not accept me as I am is not worthy of my time or energy. As you grow older you begin to realize that fact.
I don’t hide myself from anyone who wants to be in my space. Misogyny does not go away if I mask myself–and the closet then becomes a prison, and not just a private space. I’m saying that as a bi cis-woman I don’t think that the closet or pretending to be straight keeps me safe. In fact, it made things worse when I kept myself closeted.
I’d rather know up front what I’m dealing with.
I do what’s safe for me.
I’m out in my community, and I’m out to my family.
I know about domestic abuse, sexism, homophobia/transphobia/biphobia.
I know that some of our worst enemies come from our own, and make it a point of wishing negativity on our own for no other reason than “misery loves company.” I don’t do that to my own. I rebuke all negativity in the name of Jesus.
I also know enough about women’s history, Black history, and LGBTQ history to know that hiding yourself does not save you, or as Audre Lorde once wrote, “your silence will not save you.”
As such, I refuse to be silent in the face of bigotry. You do what you do and go in peace.
Follow your heart and rebuke the negativity. Anyone who does not respect your boundaries or objectifies you is unworthy of your energy or company. If for you that means no romance then so be it. Meditate on it, and follow what the Holy Spirit tells you about a person’s true intent.
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Poetry, power of language, and social progress for the collective will be the center of discussion in my next podcast June 12 at 6 pm EST.
Learn what I mean by “quantum flow” in the poet’s voice–this episode will have you thinking about the power of language. Ronald Mason the spoken word artist who came to Washington DC as an educator from New Orleans returns for part three to talk about poetry, spoken word, and making culture. We will chat about the creative process and social progress in poetry. Listen in as we both share our writing, process, and ideas in challenging but fascinating times. http://www.blogtalkradio.com/at-the-edge-thinkculture/2019/06/12/quantum-flow-of-the-poets-voice-ronald-mason
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My 30 day writing stunt was a bust–grades, meetings, and health got in the way. So I will relaunch in June for 2019, and I will start off with a couple of podcasts, one of which will be focused on poetry coming from me and a guest who has a poetic voice not often heard or seen. My tongue is still healing but it’s no longer as swollen, thank you very much. The bruise on my thigh is fading quickly. No, not healing from bike riding issue–just gave away my bike–just a fainting spell from perimenopause.
Yeah…….ever kind of feel like this is the now, as in now is the time to get your best work out there, to do your best while you can still do it, while your mind, spirit, and body are still allowing you to say it do it be it in that moment or those moments? This is what 50-something feels like to me. Time to get those books floating in my head out of me, those brilliant crazy courses planned out and launched, dreams becoming reality. So I keep running into these essays about people losing it, getting it back, etc.etc., and I’m like, what the fuck am I waiting for?
So……some may say I skipped the motherhood part from maiden and went straight to crone, but I say I am a Mother in my classroom and to the collective. I could say that I am not quite ready to say I am crone for a couple of reasons, but then again, could it be that one can be maid, lover, mother, and crone in one space? Sometimes we occupy these roles as needed. Some of us didn’t become mothers for whatever reason–our magick remains potent, our poetry far reaching.
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