30 by 30 or JUST DO IT

It’s time to publish my list of things I want to do by the time I turn 30. I’ve held this thing close to my chest for the last few years – really since I’ve come to California in 2009 and slowly but surely have gotten some of them done but I never let anyone…

Who named you?

I can’t make this stuff up. This post is for everyone who has ever asked me “what’s your name mean?” or “who named you?” I was on a call with Southwest this morning and the delightful person on the other end asked me “who was the romantic that named you?” I was speechless for about…

What he said…

Back in college I had the amazing opportunity to see the poet Iyeoka. She spoke words that helped illuminate parts of me I’d never brought words to. This piece was one that I’ve kept with me and is stunningly apropos. I’ve changed the gendered pronouns and some of the content, even added a bit –…

cut and run.

when you make the choice to end things, be ready for it to end. when he says that you need to leave by day’s end, bury your head in the pillow. ask him to pause and think about things. when he says “no,” switch into survival mode. call your parents. tell them what happened –…

I need a new dream…

Let me start this by checking my privilege. I am an able-bodied, college-degree holding, employed, middle-class male. This is my perspective. I’ve written at length about what my Black experience means to me. My journey of coming into my blackness, being validated by people I respect in my community and what it means for me…

Letter to 2013

Dear 2013, Let’s get something out of they way; I approached you with extreme caution. After what your sister, 2012, brought I wasn’t sure if you were the nicer one or if you were planning to pick up where she left off. We met at a challenging time in my life – new city, new…

2013 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 11,000 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 4 sold-out performances for that many…

Don’t fear yourself

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of…

Surrender

Whenever I think about the word ‘surrender’ it’s always in the context of war or some sort of conflict. I’m not entirely sure what helped shape this word for me but recently I’ve been grappling with the idea of surrendering to the things that make and sustain my beautiful existence. The grammar dork inside me,…

Six things I gained from a daily yoga practice

When I first met yoga it was through a teacher at a local bar. It was in the middle of a tumultuous time of my 20something experience, though, who am I kidding, there are many more of those to come. We engaged in the typical “what do you do for work?” conversation and when he…

Journey to loving me

I’ve had an intensely hateful relationship with my body. HATEFUL. When I was in elementary school I was an average size. I ate whatever I felt like eating and was as active as any child that age. I played soccer and cricket with my friends after school, climbed trees and went to my Cadets club…