As an American I could be born lower class, poor, and black; but I not destined to remain that way. I can go from lower class to upper class; I can go from poor to wealthy; but I will always remain black.
You can raise yourself by acquiring wealth which places you in a different socioeconomic group. But class isn’t bestowed solely due to resources. You enter a different strata and must be granted a seat at the table. The rituals of entry are longstanding. Money will never set them aside.
That is the reasoning behind attending certain schools, camps, and events. And participating in specific clubs, philanthropy, and seats on the board. All of this ushers the individual towards inclusion. That’s where power dwells. Without access and influence the mechanism to effect change remains untapped.
Because of this I believe there is more tribalism centered around race than the others that I can change, and tribalism is one of the main ingredients of racism and bigotry.
That is a limited perspective promoted to shield the deeper truths of our makeup. Belief in God should accompany a clearer recognition of our divinity and spiritual DNA. Ignorance diminishes contentment and supports notions of inferiority and physical ideals distributed to the public.
When we grasp our holy blueprint and His design. We embrace our otherness without fear or apology. Thus, if He decreed our hue or imparted beauty and talents. Why are we compelled to question our value in relation to the next that He formed?
You must accept your knitting and view its distinction as marks of Holy perfection. Fearfully and wonderfully crafted. Unapologetically sound. Fashioned through His will.
To descend to man’s frequency and partake of his rhetoric impacts my vision and execution. I see through biases and limitations which don’t exist on His plane. That’s our resting place.
When you move beyond race and consider the nuances of your person you gain insight on each element’s contribution to the whole. As a Creole, I’m moved by the sounds and rhythms prevalent in Black music. And equally influenced by French food and culture. I delight in British etiquette and social customs. My soul stirs in Jewish places of worship and is fed through service and philanthropy for the benefit of others and loved ones.
That isn’t a culmination of color. It’s the reality of the facets (of my being) coming together and forming a harmonious end. If I gravitated to the propaganda, I would question my difference and look askance. Desiring to be like others and rejecting His plan.
That’s unacceptable. I won’t yield one iota He’s bestowed. I know who I am.
~Bella