Thank you January for the privileged protests, the 46th Presidential Inauguration of the first Black/Indian Female Vice President of America, and getting back to living with Covid and Covid’s new relatives. As I reread what I have just typed, Sam Cooke’s 1964, A Change Is Gonna Come rings in my thoughts.
A New Earth is here.
Black History Month, when only seen as a month of celebration recognizing the resiliency of Black culture reminds me of the dismissiveness Black people have experienced and continue to experience from the American systems that ultimately forced a race of people to fight to be seen and validated, even if for only a month. But then the positive psychology part of my thinking quickly shifts me into seeing that the one month is the moment for Black culture to set the pace for the rest of the year of how Black people will use a united Black voice, body, and soul to bring attention to Black needs, concerns, media, art, literature, cinema and music that share the continued struggles of Black people, their humanity and dreams.
After the hype has calmed down from the new year finally entering and presenting January to human kind, we can now center ourselves and focus on a rich culture that keep a body of people unified and connected through memories, stories, foods, garments, pain, joy, tears, laughter, and pictures of a hopeful body of people whose blood continues to run through my veins.
Black History Month is each moment I breathe.
With my next breath I take, I think of Cicely Tyson and her magnificent essence of grace; how she has beautifully aged and have always presented herself to the public as a speaker of truth. I am honored to have her as an Ancestor. May her legacy of Black Female Power permeate throughout my being. #TTBOD
December 19, 1924 – January 28, 2021
Black History Month should represent an ongoing remembrance of how evil will never prevail. The message and priority of this one month must vibrate the Black voice throughout all mankind’s hearing, illustrate the Black art before all mankind’s eyes, illuminate the Black body as a melanin figure that deserves to live and not be used as a lab rat, and heal the Black minds from an invalidation of humanity until change for the Black Man is manifested.
As we roll into Black History Month, I hope we are able to remember from whence we all have come as an American culture and forge ahead together as a human race to free the Black Man.
Written by: Dr. Fuller
