black-woman

The Black Woman is amazingly strong, truly powerful, deeply visionary, has incredible worth and much love and goodness within that she is willing to share. She is to be honoured, yet must begin first to see and honour all of this (and much more) within and about herself. Let us see this more in who we truly are and live, when we do, we will attract more of the greatness that we absolutely deserve.

Expand!You are not small. Your Foremothers did not do what they did so you could occupy small!

To misbehave us to denounce the social norms that limit individuals based on who they are. That to make history is to upset patriarchy, a system that is intent on controlling and marginalising others.

Black Girls_ Don__ be afraid to use your voice. Your thoughts, opinions, and ideas are just as important as anybody else__. When you speak, speak with boldness and purpose. Have courage, be confident, and always be true to yourself! Live your life fearlessly! Your voice has GREAT power; don__ be afraid to utilize it when needed. You__e NOT an angry Black woman; you__e a woman who has something important to say. Your voice matters and so do YOU.

Black Girls_ Naturally resilient! We persevere, stand tall, and fight to the end. We don__ give up! We make moves and succeed. We__e go-getters by nature. We are stronger than most. We are unstoppable! Fearless and confident in our capabilities. WE are Black Girl Strong! #Incomparable

Black Girls_ Beautiful in EVERY shade and size. We__e got that special something! Our melanin is exquisitely beautiful! Love & embrace the skin that you__e in. Our skin tones represent beauty. Light, brown, and dark skinned girls are equally gorgeous!

Black Girls_ Always believe in yourself, even if nobody else does! Sometimes in life, you won__ always get the encouragement and support that you desire, but don__ allow that to stop you from accomplishing YOUR dreams. You__e got to learn how to encourage yourself and be happy for yourself in spite of. Everybody won__ be happy for you, and that__ okay. Be happy for yourself and always see the best in yourself! Do it for YOU. Don__ focus on the negative. Negativity is only a distraction. Stay the course and stay focused! Be encouraged and do GREAT things. You__e got this!

Black Girls_ Strive to be a woman of substance! Don__ solely allow your big butt, thick thighs, wide hips, large breasts, and overall good looks to define you as a woman. Your looks alone shouldn__ define who you are. What more do you have to offer? What is your TRUE character? How is your attitude? What have you accomplished? Do you have respect for yourself? What do you represent? Everywhere you look, there__ another beautiful, stunning, fine looking sista. Stand out from the rest and dare to be different! Your good looks should only be a bonus, not the main factor. #RealTalk

Black Girls_ Always remember: It__ so easy, and it takes very little effort, to be like the next person. Don__ insult yourself like that. Be yourself! Walk YOUR walk. Talk YOUR talk. Be uniquely YOU in everything that you do. A confident woman who has a strong sense of self is quite beautiful. Allow your light to shine from the inside out. Self-love is the greatest love of all. Love, respect, and be good to yourself, first! You matter! You count! And you__e important, too!

Black Girls_ Stop settling for less than what you deserve. That__ why I stress self-love! There comes a time when you can no longer blame a man. You__e got to hold yourself accountable for the choices that you make. Choose wisely! Slow down. Pay attention. Don__ allow his good looks and swag to blind you from the truth. Don__ be so easily flattered by money, cars, jewelry, and all of that other stuff. Your heart and well-being is worth much more than that. Choose someone who respects, loves, and adores you. Somebody who has your best interest at heart. Nothing less! Allow yourself to experience REAL love. Stop giving your love, time, and attention to men who clearly don__ deserve it. #ItsAllUpToYou

You have a color of your own- Dark chocolate,You have a culture your own- Hip pop,You have a revival of your own- Harlem Renaissance,You are the spot on a ladybug that adds its beauty,You are the pupil of an eye,You are the vastness of space,You are the richness of soil,You are the sweetness of dark chocolate,You are the mystery in nature,Blessed Black chocolate, God has made You to rule the Land, that made You a slave.

I am art. I am authentic. I am love. I am me.

Look within - there is no end!

If you sincerely want to be successful in life, all you need is one person to believe in you, and that one person should be YOU. As long as you genuinely believe in yourself, you can and will be a success. Your mindset is a powerful force! What you think and how you think will be the ultimate factor of your journey__ end.

If a Black mother says she had a dream, listen. They are psychic.

Black Girls_ Until you get enough of what you__e going through, no matter what advice a person gives you, you__l continue to go through the same thing. Constant arguing. Constant fighting. Constant lies. Constant disappointments. Constant emotional rollercoaster. Constant heartbreak. Constant headaches. Constant threats. Constantly fighting for his attention and love. Constantly looking through his phone. Constantly sneaking through his personal belongings. Constantly arguing and/or fighting with other women over who__ supposed to be YOUR mate. Secretly checking up on him due to a lack of trust. Listen, NOBODY is worth your inner peace! What I__e listed above is NOT a relationship. It__ a toxic mess. So, what are you going to do?

Most people write me off when they see me.They do not know my story.They say I am just an African.They judge me before they get to know me.What they do not know isThe pride I have in the blood that runs through my veins;The pride I have in my rich culture and the history of my people;The pride I have in my strong family ties and the deep connection to my community;The pride I have in the African music, African art, and African dance;The pride I have in my name and the meaning behind it.Just as my name has meaning, I too will live my life with meaning.So you think I am nothing?Don__ worry about what I am now,For what I will be, I am gradually becoming.I will raise my head high wherever I goBecause of my African pride,And nobody will take that away from me.

Honest to God, I hadn__ meant to start a bar fight.__o. You__e the famous Jordan Amador._ The demon sitting in front of me looked like someone filled a pig bladder with rotten cottage cheese. He overflowed the bar stool with his gelatinous stomach, just barely contained by a white dress shirt and an oversized leather jacket. Acid-washed jeans clung to his stumpy legs and his boots were at least twice the size of mine. His beady black eyes started at my ankles and dragged upward, past my dark jeans, across my black turtleneck sweater, and over the grey duster around me that was two sizes too big. He finally met my gaze and snorted before continuing. __ was expecting something different. Certainly not a black girl. What__ with the name, girlie?__ shrugged. __y mother was a religious woman.___learly,_ the demon said, tucking a fat cigar in one corner of his mouth. He stood up and walked over to the pool table beside him where he and five of his lackeys had gathered. Each of them was over six feet tall and were all muscle where he was all fat. __ could start to examine the literary significance of your name, or I could ask what the hell you__e doing in my bar,_ he said after knocking one of the balls into the left corner pocket. __ust here to ask a question, that__ all. I don__ want trouble.__gain, he snorted, but this time smoke shot from his nostrils, which made him look like an albino dragon. __y ass you don__. This place is for fallen angels only, sweetheart. And we know your reputation.__ held up my hands in supplication. __onest Abe. Just one question and I__ out of your hair forever.__y gaze lifted to the bald spot at the top of his head surrounded by peroxide blonde locks. __hat__ left of it, anyway.__e glared at me. I smiled, batting my eyelashes. He tapped his fingers against the pool cue and then shrugged one shoulder.__ine. What__ your question?___now anybody by the name of Matthias Gruber?__e didn__ even blink. __o.___h. I see. Sorry to have wasted your time.__ turned around, walking back through the bar. I kept a quick, confident stride as I went, ignoring the whispers of the fallen angels in my wake. A couple called out to me, asking if I__ let them have a taste, but I didn__ spare them a glance. Instead, I headed to the ladies_ room. Thankfully, it was empty, so I whipped out my phone and dialed the first number in my Recent Call list.__ey. He__ here. Yeah, I__ sure it__ him. They__e lousy liars when they__e drunk. Uh-huh. Okay, see you in five.__ hung up and let out a slow breath. Only a couple things left to do. I gathered my shoulder-length black hair into a high ponytail. I looped the loose curls around into a messy bun and made sure they wouldn__ tumble free if I shook my head too hard. I took the leather gloves in the pocket of my duster out and pulled them on. Then, I walked out of the bathroom and back to the front entrance.The coat-check girl gave me a second unfriendly look as I returned with my ticket stub to retrieve my things__hree vials of holy water, a black rosary with the beads made of onyx and the cross made of wood, a Smith & Wesson .9mm Glock complete with a full magazine of blessed bullets and a silencer, and a worn out page of the Bible. I held out my hands for the items and she dropped them on the counter with an unapologetic, __ops.___hanks,_ I said with a roll of my eyes. I put the Glock back in the hip holster at my side and tucked the rest of the items in the pockets of my duster. The brunette demon crossed her arms under her hilariously oversized fake breasts and sent me a vicious sneer. __he door is that way, Seer. Don__ let it hit you on the way out.__ smiled back. __od bless you.__he let out an ugly hiss between her pearly white teeth. I blew her a kiss and walked out the door. The parking lot was packed outside now that it was half-past midnight. Demons thrived in darkness, so I wasn__ surprised. In fact, I__ been counting on it.