It has been a very rough week, which began with me unexpectedly assisting a mother in labor on Monday, and fumbling through a big audition on Tuesday. Actually, this wave of bat-shit sorrow began on Sept 1st (after a fantastic shoot) when I received terrible news about my niece. I've been forced, yet again, to peel the scab off of familial wounds. Like us, they need air & water to heal.
My prayers to God have mostly been in silence...but he & she knows All. I am covered.
Today, on a balmy Friday in L.A., I made the decision to get up & stay up. I painted my lips, slicked my hair back, put on a pair of my favorite jeans & proceeded to face my fears. Chin up, heart open—
I was finally ready to get back to work. My plan was to spend a few hours writing... BUT I was interrupted, but some crazy ass man....who moved like he was being haunted by mice on wheels,
"Give me ten minutes" he said as he pointed his baton...
"Give me ten minutes."
I remember seeing him dart suspiciously from a building and I slowed my pace, so that I would't be caught from behind. Somehow, I ended up trailing him and he stopped in the middle of a usually poppin, but barren block, and turned around like he was heeding the call from a city of disturbed vagabonds. Dressed for war, he moved toward me and the young Asian woman who was getting into her car to leave.
My divine instincts kicked in. I maneuvered. Made my way to the street. By this time, he was at her window asking for ten minutes.
What in the hell did he need with ten minutes?!
Her window didn't budge and neither did she--until, he turned toward me, hands holding a baton like LAPD in 1991. I gently knocked on her window and like the angel who always finds me, she unlocked the door, let me in, and drove me home.
I wanted to tell her about the countless Black men who are good, righteous, and make me feel safe and loved most of the time... but I don't have to be their advocate today. Some clowns don't deserve to be praised.
I am so grateful. I accidentally stumbled on my old Blog today! I haven't written a post in over three years, but this time, it only took about ten minutes for me to feel right at home.
