Black Breath Matters

Our rage, our grief, our fear, all of it is valid. Let us come together and hold each other with our breath and feel whatever the fuck it is we want to feel outside of the White Gaze. Let us circle and remind ourselves how precious we are, how valid our emotions are, how much we have overcome, and how far we will go together. Let us gather together and find what comfort we can from one another. To remind our bodies that we have not & will not swallow the lie that it is of low value, To remember we wrote the muthafuckin book on Survival, and we run the Mistress Class on Creating Joy As Sustenance For The Soul. To fall into our connection to the Ancestors who protect us and to our Descendants who will benefit from the holy work that is being done right. To remind ourselves that we come from Warriors, that we are Warrior, and that pleasure and joy are our Divine Birthright. To let our energy bodies take up all the space that is rightfully ours & which is so often denied us. Let us feel all of our heartbeats in the sound of your inhale & exhale.