jazzys-soulmate a time to speak and a time for peace........... - June 18, 2010 add/view comments (2)

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Strong black woman

They constantly attempt to construct who we are, but it's through a negative light. What I call self defense, they call belligerent and quick to fight. If we hold our heads upright with confidence and positive idiosyncrasy, We are perceived as haughty and we behave selfishly.

I'm neither above nor below anyone here, but in myself I do take sufficient pride. I refuse to besmirch my character for their sake, and have them make big profits on the side. My place in society I'm taught by force and this we all know well.

Everyone else has the freedom to do as they please, but when a black woman does her own thing, all are quick to run and tell. This country we live in is anything but just! Reasserting who we really are is a mandatory must!

Things people say about us as a whole they swear they know up and down.They make reference to these crazy stereotypes and use them to keep us down. Some have said that we're not able to learn and are destined to suffer defeat. They yield the audacity to degrade our potential, and think they have us beat. From our voluptuous appearance they perceive us good for one thing, but we are good for many. Sexual activity is not my game, so no thank you little boy, I don't want to get "get friendly." We have accomplished and done so many things, but they have stolen it all.

Had it not been for Big Mama Thornton, Elvis would have no hound dog to back talk at all. We work so hard, yet we do too much. However, if we put forth no effort, they assumed that we'd give up. Do you know what it is exactly that they don't like about you or me? It's our faith, strength, self-assurance, and our natural ability. The ability that we have to succeed they can't bear to accept. We are incessantly treated as if we are inept. I know who I am and you know who you are. Not one person can take that away. Their views of how they feel we should be do nothing but from our goals stray us away.

Making sure that we fail is their plan and this will be attempted through many forces. Contrary to what goes through their heads, we can not give into them and give up There are no alternatives choices.

We are not sexual property, nor are we weak! A new plan is now in immediate affect: Recognize the beautiful, intelligent and gifted black woman! We deserve nothing less than RESPECT!!!

WHAT DO WOMEN WANT?

Freedom to love without fear Freedom Freedom from repression Respect Freedom of space and self-expression Intimacy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Freedom. Freedom to be one's own self Whether needy or..distant Freedom. Freedom from guilt. Freedom Freedom.

 

 

 

 

 

I want no more pain,

 

 

 

 

suffering, tears, grief, death;

 

 

 

I want my own field of wild flowers; To be comfortable.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To be accepted as i am. To be amused. To be loved. Not to be lied to. Not to be harassed. Not to be abused. Not to be used.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HAPPINESS! POWER!! EVERYTHING!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I want to make enough money I want someone else to want me I want time to write, a perfect home to be perfect I want to stop wanting to be perfect

 

 

 

 

My Mind Is The Tool, is a thought provoking look at the way sex has gotten in the way of true intimate feelings. The mind is the real heart and soul of a person, and to stimulate it, is to really bring rapture to one's body. The physical is great, but those feeling soon fade away. The mental is everlasting.

Who am I?

My first answer would probably be my name. But, my name does not describe who I am on the inside. I could then give the title of my profession. But that is what I do. I could then tell you I am a wife, a sister, and a daughter. But those are my relationships.

I ask again, who am I?

I could describe myself as an extrovert and outgoing. That is my personality. I am organized in planning events. But that is a gift God has given me. I could describe my appearance, but that is not who I am either. So many times I have believed what others say I am. If I receive affirmation, then I feel worthwhile. However, when I receive criticism, then I feel like a failure. I have chosen to ride the roller coaster of emotions, Instead of believing the truth of what God says about me. I have tried to work harder to prove that I am worthwhile. Yet every time I mess up or fail, I am reminded that I will never measure up.

I will never be pretty enough or talented enough. I will never be skinny enough or do enough good things of the church. I will never be a good enough wife or sister or daughter. But, I keep trying harder and harder. I believe the lie that if I continue to try harder, I will finally be "good" enough.

One day, God gently said to me, "Stop trying so hard to prove yourself to others. Get your worth from me. I've already given it to you. Remember my grace. It's a free gift and nothing you can achieve by trying harder. Rest in my grace.