We belong out here, word to Harriet. She showed me how to lead people out of
their comfort zones, even when we’re comfortably living in fear.
I take joy in seeing my people feeling confident in the woods. We’ve been
told all our lives that black people shouldn’t go into the woods. They say
it’s not safe for us.
Today they found peace, today we laughed, today we thanked our ancestors for taking those steps into the unknown so we can roam freely across this beautiful land.
the unconstrained
pulsing
gentle current
carrying all that you need
getting rid of all that you don't
Come back
to the air
the weightless
breezy
delicate breath
gliding you through and with
life
Come back, come back,
come back, come back
Dissociation as protection. Nothing can harm me when I’m not here. But, where am I? Who am I? And what do I need protection from?