1. It allows me to have a clearer mind.
  2. It allows me to slow down.
  3. I physically feel lighter.
  4. I’ve become more aware of my interactions with people.

3 Ways Breathing Helps Me

When I find myself beginning to struggle through a triggering moment, I will consciously stop what I am doing and take my first deep breath.

1) the first breath always helps to calm the anxiety/excitement that I am feeling. #breathe #repeat

2) my second breath helps to slow down any racing thoughts. #breathe #repeat

3) my last breath makes it easier for me to listen & remain present. #breathe #repeat

Train Etiquette.

I’ve been told I’m a rude one.

And yes. You’re right. I most definitely can be.

But like the scrub you are

I just brush ya micro aggressions off me.

But what I can’t stand,

What I can’t swerve off,

Is this insatiable need for you to test me,

Probe me,

Looking to get a reaction out of me,

Cuz you think I won’t give you one.

So how about I do this.

Why don’t I take the next 5 minutes

To stare at you over these shades

So you can read my distaste.

Why don’t I take the next 5 minutes to cock my head so effortlessly to the side,

Causing all this flawless hair

To wrap around my right

So you can see the exposure of my jugular;

Blood vessel pumpin

Like the savage I’m about to become.

Why don’t I take the next 5 minutes after that

To go off on the ill mannered, self absorbed,

Self entitled child ya mama raised you to be.

Yes I brought ya mama in it. I’ll talk about ya daddy too,

Cuz clearly the lack of respect for womyn

Was high on his priority list;

Look how it rubbed off you.

Go buck up ya chest to the next one

I’ll come for the jugular;

Understand I’m tiny.

I waste no time in trynna fight you;

I’ll end you, ‘nuf said.

I used to think white people

Acting on their privilege got on my nerves,

But ya Hella confused light skinned,

White passing, boogie Mo’fos be tryin it.

Just as annoying, in need of getting your life

And realize you ain’t no better than the rest.

Understand I neva said less but certainly ain’t no betta.

Wanna be down when it’s convenient;

But ready to claim colonizers blood when being black don’t seem trendy enough, sexy enough, lit enough;

Swallow all ya internalized noise

And cut it.

two wholes.

I’m tired dying

Moving slow

Feeling low

Actin like I got no place to go.

But it’s hard out here

Where loves got

Billions of different definitions

And potential lovers

are being gunned down

Every Otha minute

Just for living while black.

In the crypt before their time

Trynna forced me to let go of what I know

In my gut as truth

For options that honestly

Ain’t too appetizing. So I starve.

I’m tired of dyin.

These days I got it togetha

Yet they hella lifted,

They waiting, yeah they hoping

A homie fails

Goes back to the unworthy

Shit is reckless.

Energy got me trynna

Skip to new tune

And I ain’t trynna have all that.

Yeah I’m skipping steps

To this process;

It’s gotten easier

As I’ve come to know myself.

See I’ve been through worse

So I have an idea of what’s better.

But don’t get it confused

It don’t mean imma settle,

If anything lovin me is harder,

That’s what happens when you have standards,

When self love can only recognize self love

In another

Cuz building you up ain’t what I’m here for.

You gotta do that yourself,

Cuz only two wholes

Can stand true together.