Dear White America: Sincerely, a White Girl

I have a recurring dream in which I sit my unborn, adopted children down to tell them, “be twice as good.” This is new for me, but black mothers have been doing it for decades. I tell them that their skin is twice as dark so they must behave twice as nice and say half…

After Love

I couldn’t stop crying because I was so afraid. My already small eyes looked minuscule when surrounded by puffy skin, varying shades of red. I was terrified; of being alone or of being lonely? I was unlovable. The thought of moving to a new city and starting a new job was suddenly the most frightening idea I…

All There Is: Part II

The narrative we have been fed is that humans are the strongest animal, destined to rule, but even we are inherently flawed. Our disposition is toward war;  our greed is insurmountable. We play out this narrative because we are the sum of the stories we have been told. We put on a soldier costume and…

Bloodshot: A Journal Entry

We get to work and sit around the conference table. Our eyes are bloodshot but we maintain a steady gaze to keep our bottom eyelids from quivering. It’s as if we’re trying to hide how we’re feeling, except when someone says “good morning, how are you?” we resoundingly answer, “bad.” Mild pressure builds behind my…

All There Is

The S Story I was tracking expenses, and noticed that the comments in the right-hand column of the spreadsheet were not uniform; some began with capital letters and others had sentences typed completely in lowercase. This bothered me so I changed an “s” to an “S” and felt a bit better. I changed the size,…

“Giving In” Is Not Giving Up – in Yoga and in Life

I am not the biggest, I am not the strongest. I am not the prettiest and I’m not the smartest. I am successful not because I am a concrete pillar in the rain but because I can stand with my feet grounded in the storm, yet bend with the wind. We grow up learning that if we just try…

Leymah Gbowee: We’re Hiding Our Humanity behind Our Fear

Originally posted on RIGHTSCAPES:
By: Nicole Hicks, PHRGE Program Intern and NU Human Services Student On February 11th, Northeastern’s Center for Spirituality, Dialogue and Service and a host of other campus organization presented Nobel Peace Prize laureate Leymah Gbowee to an overflow crowd at Blackman Auditorium. Ms. Gbowee answered many of the audience’s implicit questions. How does someone look…

Missed 2015? Get the Police Violence Brief Here

Here are the facts: Both The Guardian and the Washington Post are both keeping in-depth track of people killed by police this year, mostly because even the FBI has failed to do so thus far (they’re planning to start in 2017). The average is over 88 people per month. That’s multiple people being killed each day by the people…

Rise Up – Andra Day

This could be fun but that doesn’t mean I’m smiling. This could hurt but it doesn’t mean I’ll be throwing stones. This could be an awful lot of things that we’ll never hear or see or touch but that doesn’t mean we couldn’t try.

I Would Have Never Guessed

I feel like this more and more often. I sit in the corner of a small classroom on the third floor of an old unmarked building, located on the corner of two streets with no signs, in a town I didn’t know the name of, in a city I couldn’t pronounce if I tried. I’m in India;…

In Response to Straight Outta Compton

It is an art form. It is the hauntingly beautiful tension of people who crave lightheartedness and fun but have been handed circumstances that are anything but. As a Chicago Tribute author wrote, “The N.W.A’s rhymes were obscene. But so were the conditions that gave rise to the songs.” It shouts the stories of people we usually…

Who Do You Love?

Ask the important questions and skip the garbage. If you only had one question to ask everyone you meet, what would it be? The right question can elicit so much more than a one-word response. What’s your name? Where’re you from? – – – – – Who do you love? Mom, Dad, cousin, BFF, brother-from-another-mother,…