In 2012, I suffered a painful miscarriage and I was diagnosed with Type II Diabetes. I sunk into a deep depression. As I was trying pull myself out of the “sunken place”, I came across a quote from poet laureate Audre Lorde:
“Caring for myself is not self-indulgence. It is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.”
This began my love affair with Lorde.
Lorde is a self-described Black, lesbian, mother, warrior, poet. She is the mother of #RadicalSelfCare. Her writings have taught me that I am worthy of self care despite what messages that I receive regarding my Blackness. My personal discovery of Lorde has heightened my consciousness on the miraculous existence of Black people in America.
“we were never meant to survive.”
The first act towards Black liberation is being healthy – emotionally, physically, spiritually and mentally. To speak out against injustices I must be alive. To protest I must be alive.
How are you practicing self care?
A Litany for Survival
By Audre Lorde
For those of us who live at the shoreline
standing upon the constant edges of decision
crucial and alone
for those of us who cannot indulge
the passing dreams of choice
who love in doorways coming and going
in the hours between dawns
looking inward and outward
at once before and after
seeking a now that can breed
like bread in our children’s mouths
so their dreams will not reflect
the death of ours;
For those of us
who were imprinted with fear
like a faint line in the center of our foreheads
learning to be afraid with our mother’s milk
for by this weapon
this illusion of some safety to be found
the heavy-footed hoped to silence us
For all of us
this instant and this triumph
We were never meant to survive.
And when the sun rises we are afraid
it might not remain
when the sun sets we are afraid
it might not rise in the morning
when our stomachs are full we are afraid
when our stomachs are empty we are afraid
we may never eat again
when we are loved we are afraid
love will vanish
when we are alone we are afraid
love will never return
and when we speak we are afraid
our words will not be heard
but when we are silent
we are still afraid
So it is better to speak
we were never meant to survive.