An extraction of thoughts, stories, events, quotes, pictures that are all at the forefront of my daily life. AmRak is like my alter ego - the artsy one with a conscious soul. I am Delise Hampton.
Four years. Ups and downs. Ebbs and flows. A great relationship… I mean we both loved each other. That’s a great relationship, right? Well, great and perfection is subjective. I wanted to make it work. I wanted to keep him in my pocket. I wanted him to grow into shoes that weren’t fit for him. After four years, I did not imagine Delise without him, but that was my selfish devil speaking. One day one of my great friends told me something that stuck with me until this day.
We were sitting down on a bench in The Valley on campus. I was crying. I was hysterical. My friend looked me in the eyes and say, “Delise, do not continue to fall in love with his potential.” His potential? In the moment, I defended him, but once I got into the sacred confines of my own thoughts, I realized… He was right.
My selfish ideals of what I wanted, who I needed… I neglected what I was doing to him. I was holding him back rather than helping him grow. I was becoming his everything. I didn’t realize that HE would have to realize his own potential and strengths in order for us to ever be in a great relationship, so I mustered up the confidence and I let go.
I let go because he needed to find self love more than he needed my love. He needed to stop being who I wanted him to be and start to become who he ought to be. Now, after a couple months of no talking, no texting, no calling, it is safe to say I feel better now.
So, women and men stop holding them back and make an effort to make them better. Trust me, it won’t hurt. It will just be a flame that you all will either rekindle or let burn. Nevertheless, both of you will be changed.
Much Love & Admiration
@3 months ago
Watching the movie, 12 Years A Slave, has brought up a pressing issue that needs to be addressed.
"I’m tired of hearing about slavery." A quote from various people from all walks of life who are tired of hearing about their own History… An effect institutionally moderated on the terms of keeping us slaves to our own minds. After fully digesting the pill of slavery, I began to look at the state of the African American community. What has really changed? Everything we think are slave thoughts - what we wear, what we eat, how we eat, when we ear, where we eat, how we wear it, where we go, what we buy, how we act, when we live, what we watch, how can we make it out here alive, what we think of each other, how we perceive people from other parts of the world, etc. Who can truly say that they think for themselves? Even the conscious have to find ways to maneuver through the system without becoming a prisoner.
The state of the Black family structure, the Black male, the Black female, and the children in society today project the effects of slavery. It is quite a pity that we have become so numb to our oppression that even when the facts are blatantly in our face, we are still unable to identify the victims as our ancestors. Let’s reclaim slavery as ours and begin to heal our community.
Much Love & Admiration@3 months ago
"Empty pockets never held back anyone. Only empty heads and empty hearts can do that." If there is not a sense of idleness in your being then you are destined for greatness. Help me in my pursuit to changing the world by donating to my online fundraising campaign "Amrak to Africa" at the link below:
Much Love & Admiration@3 months ago