HAPPY NEW YEARS BOOK LOVERS!!
Who is joining me for The Free Black Women’s Library Reading Challenge this year??
Our goal is to read 30 books by Black women in 2019, attached are the categories to serve as your inspiration.
Thanks to doing this challenge last year I managed to read 32 books by Black women, I got some serious food for my mind and heart in the process, I’m excited to go at it again.
Join me!!
Please feel free to share this far and wide, and tag The Free Black Women’s Library in your reads on FB and Instagram!!
(Also use the hashtags so we can stay connected, especially on Instagram)
Looking forward to seeing what great titles people folks come up with and enjoy!!
Wishing all an amazing year of reading that nurtures and encourages the essence of who you are!! Blessings!!
naomi campbell photographed by wolfgang tillmans for vogue us nov ‘97
Wash Days are Self Care Days I hate using utilities Because I hate having bills But on wash day I can’t help but to take the time I need because I care about me For 30 mins I can focus on myself I can wash away everything Watch the dirt wash away Watch the soap trail behind Sometimes I think I’d be great bald because I could wash my hair all the time in a short amount of time
She is an amazing artist too!
what planet is the girl from???? lol
https://www.instagram.com/oya_shereen/
Arise and Shine my loves
This day is yours
The universe is doing good things
You are taking steps towards a better you
And a better future
You are making a difference
Everyday
Just watch
We see you
✌🏾🖤
I had a dream about, a lot of things.
but mainly that I gave birth to a baby I wasn't prepared for at all. I didn't know I was even pregnant. I was so unprepared I knew I needed to search for some diapers. I kept asking for help but no-one would help me. I asked a nurse and she said “usually people come with that stuff” and I was like... “ I didn’t know I was pregnant”
so I put my baby down to search for diapers. I ran into a house, and there was a lot of things happening that aren't relevant to this part of the story.
but I fell asleep and when I woke up and remembered I was a mom and needed to go find my baby !
so I ran and found her. and she was starving. She was excited to see me and I was like, okay I need to change your diaper. Then I stopped and said... wait. your hungry. I need to feed you. So I paused because not only did I not find diapers but I didn’t get any food. But then I realized , this is a baby. I am a mom. I can breast feed. So I picked her up and fed her and she ate and was satisfied. Then we laid back to rest finally.
I talked to my mom about this.
She said babies are a symbol of new life.
Maybe the play I've been working on. I gave birth to something new and unexpected. And then I neglected it. But when I finally gave it my attention, it was happily waiting for me.
I chimed in with, it’s not even like wasn't tryna take care of the baby I was looking for ways to take care of her. But when I found her, what I was looking for wasn't even what she needed. She needed me, and what I already had.
milk
something from me. and my being.
Wild dream.
Interesting idea.
but I gotta listen to it.
I gotta feed it myself.
I am enough
I can take care of my own creations
I just need to give it me.
and it will be satisfied.
She was sweet chocolate ruling the cosmic heavens…
https://www.instagram.com/noirberry/
I was not having the best day
So I called my mom on Facebook messenger
Because I knew I wanted to see her
And she talked me up with filters
🖤🤟🏾🖤
@alknv by @justannkharchenko