White Lady Instagram Post

I didn't save the post because at the time that I saw it, I brushed it off. But the idea of what she said, the gist, stayed with me. And this is why I am sharing this:

The gist was that the white lady was doing artwork representing the black woman as source. She received some hate-filled love from someone who said 'go back to Africa.' The white lady went on to describe herself as white with the inference that she wasn't of the land colonially renamed Africa. 

This is what I want to say to the white lady. 

This exchange was an invitation. When you were told to go back to Africa, it was an invitation to remember who you are. You identify as a white woman, but you are in fact a faded black woman. 

That traces back to mitochondrial eve. The unbroken blood line. Blue blood. Before the air hits it and turns it red.

Until you can recognise your heritage as woman, you remain the prodigal. The separated. The other instead of in relationship as 'we-us.'

Now is a chance to awaken from faded memories. Step out of Alzheimers and remember your roots.

The wellspring of life, safeguarding against the misunderstanding of death. We are Mother Earth, eternal, and Father Time, infinite, transforming and carrying agency and energy ... to be continued.

The Dream of the Cosmos. To be continued ...

Herstory has remained the same. Provider.

History has remained in flux between truth, lies and force.

Our story, the good, the bad and the mean of it all, plays out in space and time on a field of dreams. If you build it, they will come.

If you build the story from a place of truth, the prodigal will return. The field is always open. The door is always open.

Free your mind of the clutter of separation to see the level playing field that has enough space for all to ebb, flow and grow. 

I respect that you identify as a white woman. But your storyline is more nuanced than that. More familiar.

You know who you are, it's time to remember truth with deeper understanding.

You can identify how ever you want to, because your north star, is all-ways truth.