So yesterday, I was told to “Hurry up and have a baby.”
Yeah…let me get RIGHT on that.
But the woman who told me to hurry up took it one step further and added, “and you should have a baby with a white guy.” When I asked why, she said, “because then your baby would be beautiful…with good hair.”
So is Tiny stunning? She has light skin and “good hair” (a term I hate with all my being!)
It never ceases to amaze me that this type of ignorance - being color struck - still exists in 2011. Hundreds of years ago, slave masters pitting slaves against each other by dividing them by complexion in order to minimize a rebellion is one thing – but today? Now? Really?
Several centuries later, here we are…still simple enough to believe the hype. This topic will never die because people refuse to stop being ignorant. I do not have light skin, and my hair has tight curls. Does that make me the dog face girl? Are my children doomed to be “ugly” if they aren’t bi-racial or if I don't find some "light skinned dude with 'good hair'" to procreate with?
Stop the madness.
At age 38, my only concern is if I’ll even be ABLE to give birth to a healthy child naturally. I’d rather my child have big ears, big lips, dark skin and textured hair if that means he or she won’t be born with Downs Syndrome or autism. I’ve never met a parent who thought their child was ugly…or even funny looking. All parents think their child is beautiful, and I’m sure no matter what my child looks like, I’ll be no exception. As long as he or she has is born healthy with the required amount of fingers and toes, I'd feel nothing less than blessed.
Skin color and hair texture don’t make you any more or less beautiful than anyone else. It doesn’t make you smarter, or a better athlete or a good person. It’s superficial, divisive and outright ridiculous to think that skin color and/or hair texture determines anything of substance when it comes to who we are as people. Beauty comes from within, and if you can’t free yourself from toxic thinking, then you are…in the year 2011….still a slave.
Over the years, I've been blessed to have spent time with, befriend, love, learn from and share experiences with people who have helped me grow and inspire me everyday. They have shared words of wisdom, strengthened me with encouragement, gave me joy with a smile, comforted me with a hug, gave clarity to my visions and dreams and renewed my spirit with faith. It is through family and friends that I manage to be happy and hopeful.
These relationships work because we share our philosophies, our personal truths and an outlook that prompts us to seek something greater in all and in ourselves. Sharing a journey heartedly illuminates our lives and enriches our experiences. It keeps us moving....always evolving....ever changing.
I have been transformed by the wisdom, opinions, insights and revelations of those who have shared their journey with me. It's a blessing I long to share with you through my first ever blog. For me, writing is a reflection of my own direct experience and I look forward to all of you sharing your thoughts and experiences with me.
So...with that said....can I just say.....??? :-)