Sista girl, rise up: Pt. 1

Pro-black family, a phrase newly introduced to me by a dear kindred spirit. Understand that our focus is not just about repairing the dynamics of the family, but precisely, the black family. It is impossible to save the world when there isn’t any structure and harmony within your own home. We often discuss who the leaders of the black community are, their roles, and the deficiency in the leadership. Our black men are blatantly accused for our mistakes and downfalls, while we fail to mention a more germane factor; Black women, the creators and nurturers.
Black women are magicians. We can take the most helpless situation and completely 180 it. It is our birthright to be the solid foundation that holds the family together. However, we cannot continue to solely blame our discomfort on systematic welfare. The black woman has ultimately forgotten the goal.
We have stopped loving our men and have given up on guiding them through their growth. We aren’t reflections of them anymore, but instead of what the system has broken and molded the two of us to be toward each other. They make it hard for our men to ultimately succeed in this world and we see it as a complete inadequacy on their behalf, not for the conspiracy that it is. We don’t stand behind our kings, but in lieu, we, along with the rest of the world, show them that they aren’t good enough when we mate with men outside of our race.
The men themselves have much evolving to do in relation to the way they care for us. However, we must keep love present on our end because ultimately, we need each other to survive. Our contribution is just as critical as theirs. As I said before, black women = nurturers. We have divine power to heal our people, and most of us haven’t even tapped into that thought yet.
A good friend of mine by the name of Luke St. John Mcknight once said, “You’ve got to let a woman be herself. But the thing is, she’s gotta know who she is to do that.” Black women, we need to rise to the occasion. We have to take our lives and the lives of our men into our own hands. Everyone is standing around, waiting for another hero to come along to free us from our oppression. Sister girl, look in the mirror. It is you, me, and us who must be the truth, the examples, and the guidance. A man will listen to and be receptive to the love and lessons of a good woman who is sure of herself and what she was born to be. He will admire a good woman who walks the path of life with confidence in her powers and strength in her motion.