Not Rude, Honest
I submitted a written piece on the meaning of 'Black Love'. My submission didn't get commissioned, but as we are in the month of love, I thought I'd share some snippets to commemorate Valentine's Day.
‘Ease’ is not something that is often afforded to black women, but I believe it comes naturally when being loved by a black person. A deep bond is formed when you are able to just be, and allow the one you love to do the same; it brings with it a level of peace that only comes from being loved by someone who closely understands your lived experience. Black Love is being understood on an ancestral level; it is knowing the deprivation black people face every day and, with that understanding and knowledge, being able serve each other on a level that is deeper than romantic, providing comfort and validation to experiences that are often denied. When you find such a love, you find a safe space that allows you to unburden yourself and recharge, if just for a short time.
What makes Black Love unique and beautiful is that it is born in a place that has not been given fertile soil, and has fought through the weeds to survive. Love is beautiful in all forms, but there is nothing as valuable to a black person as Black Love; it is the closest thing to true freedom that we have. Black Love isn’t only real, it is essential, and if you are lucky enough to find it, it is the most exquisite thing on Earth. I wish this type of love on every black person - in romance, in family, in friendship and in community.
Please leave a comment below and let me know what you think. Better yet, tell me what Black Love means to you.
Not Rude, Honest
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