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Love as a Revolution Totally Sucks

Ever had one of those days when your ideals, your spiritual beliefs, your politics, your internal moral compass just feels broken? Well, I’ve been having those days a lot lately. Here’s to raising a white flag, and hitting rock bottom, so you can find your way back up.

I Have a Dream: Imagine Martin Luther King, Jr. As Weak

Rather than the prophetic force he’s been eulogized to be, imagine Martin Luther King Jr. as just another man walking down the street, or sitting at a bus stop looking down at his knees, pensive… wondering whether or not he was doing the right thing. Imagine him as human, so that we may walk in his footsteps, and view ourselves, too, as extraordinary.

Open Letter to Africans for Africa Supporters: Love Is My Revolution

This is my last post for 2012. I’ve been back in the states for almost two weeks, struggling with what words to send you in closing of my Africans for Africa new media training project. I’ve started about a dozen posts and letters, and have scrapped them each time. But I’ve settled for this stream of consciousness, this simple offering of gratitude. Thank you, for now, will have to do.

Lessons Learned from a Straight African Woman: Homophobia is UnChristian

Love Is My Revolution: A few weeks ago, I shared a short photo essay about my best friend, ChiChi. We’d been estranged for four years due to my sexuality and her Christian faith. Recently, we reunited to find our friendship changed for the better. Given the ongoing battle between religion and sexuality, what ChiChi has shared re: her faith, journey to deeper connection with God, her Love of me, and even her own exploration of her sexuality — not in spite of, but because of her faith — is nothing short of brave.

Keeping the Faith: Religion, Sexuality, and My Best Friend’s Pool Party

My best friend from college; she’s the woman who taught me how to laugh, how to REALLY laugh… and then, when I came out, we stopped laughing together. We lost each other’s smiles for nearly four years as we both searched for self in different directions; I as an out queer activist, she as a deeply spiritual Christian.

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