Wise Words Wednesday – King


This past weekend some Neo-Nazis took to the street to protest a racist statue’s removal in Charlottesville, VA. In the midst of the stupidity, several people were injured and 3 lost their lives. Though this is not something new to blacks in America, but it may serve as a wake up call to those who have remained silent on the subject. I urge you to get involved!

Being involved does not always look like a protest or screaming at the top of your lungs.  It may be something as subtle as a song, poem or a quote, etc. Whatever way you choose to admonish racism, I encourage you to do so!


Friday Happy Dance – A Tribe Called Quest



The Tribe is back with that FIRE! This week I had to post A Tribe Called Quest’s latest creation speaking on the world as it is today in America. Here’s “We the People”

Racism: Product of a Sick Mind



Today is the final day of May, and all month we have been honoring Mental Health Awareness Month here at Rebirthoflisa. For my final entry of the month on this topic, I would like to address a theory that has been floating around since the 1950s, and that is Racism is a Mental Illness.  We’ve discussed the impact of stigmatism in the community and how it hurts people who suffer from any form of mental disease. A quote I posted in my #wcw challenge from Adam Ant alludes to the fact mental illness is the final taboo and needs to be addressed. Well this is my contribution for the month.

Growing up a black female in the South, you would automatically expect I would have faced many issues with racism, but you would be wrong. From the time I was in first grade and through college, I went to school and mingled with people from all backgrounds. Of course the differences were noticed, as they should be, but I can honestly say no one was discriminated against based on the color of their skin; at least not to my knowledge. People tended to gravitate toward others who shared commonalities like sports or fashion, but everyone was accepted. I played sports and my teammates and I were always welcomed where ever we traveled and the community embraced us.

I never experienced out right racism until I was an adult in my early 20s. I was working as a lead cashier in a grocery store and this lady wanted to write a check, but had no id on her. Store policy prohibited me from taking the check because there was some fraud going on in the area. I had my instructions “NO EXCEPTIONS”! Well at that time in my life I was a stickler for rules, so that meant nobody was giving me a check without the proper identification. We required a picture id and no starter checks were accepted. Well it just so happened this particular customer had no id and a starter check. There was no way I was putting my initials on that check and accepting it. I checked her out and her groceries were bagged when she started writing the check. I asked for her id and she immediately said she did not have it. Well, I was no fool who writes a check and doesn’t have id? Looking at the check, I noticed it was a starter check and she had only written in her name; no address or phone number. I nicely informed her that I could not accept a starter check and I would need id to accept any form of check. Long story short the lady tried to use her status as a lawyer to bully me into accepting the check. When that didn’t work, she began using racial slurs that made my ears bleed. (Not really, but they should have)  At first I was shocked and appalled that anyone would be brazen enough to talk like that; especially a so-called lawyer. Of course I read about racism and heard stories, but not until I experienced it with such fury, did I understand the pain and shame that goes along with it. I remember thinking to myself, “Why would she say such things to me when I was just protecting her? What if someone had stolen her checks and was trying to pass it off? She would have been extremely upset that her bank account was empty. Why would that cause her to use such hateful language?” I didn’t fully understand in my 20s, this being my first bout with racism. I was trying to rationalize her behavior, but what I didn’t realize was there is nothing rational about racism.

It is my belief, all people are similar creatures. We have the same hopes and dreams no matter what culture we grew up in. Everyone has the basic need to be loved, understood and appreciated for the gifts they bring to the table. Every individual is unique and must be treated as such. People cannot be lumped into a category because they look a certain way. Stereotypes are one of the worst things ever thought up by humans. They all stem from a small truth about a couple of people in a certain group, but then they become the poster behavior for a specific race or culture. I grew up in a small town in North Carolina in the projects. Most people would stereotype me as being ghetto and violent, with at least three kids by three different men and uneducated. I should in fact have low self-esteem and live off of welfare with no future to speak of. I should have no ambition and no appreciation for culture. In fact, I went to college, albeit on a basketball scholarship, was on the honor roll each semester and have grown out of my combative stage most of the time. I am now a beacon of positivity who loves museums, all genres of music and love to read and learn new things. I have no children, and have been married to the love of my life for close to 15 years.  I am so not the stereotype some people would believe me to be. My personality contains bits and pieces of the stereotype, but I am so much more.

I am not alone in this. Everyone is complex and we all have layers to our personalities. If racists could understand this concept and really appreciate each person as the individual they are, the world could be cured of this terrible, debilitating disease. Racism is like diabetes in a since. It is caused by what is being fed to you. If you absorb all of the negative traits about the one person you know of a different race, you will get sick. However, if you consume the nutrients of positivity and get the whole picture, you will start healing the disease.

Since racism is an illness, it can be cured. Here is my prescription:

  • Step 1 -Recognize you have a problem
  • Step 2 – Talk to a therapist or clergyman
  • Step 3 – Pray for guidance
  • Step 4 – Make amends for wrongdoings (if any)
  • Step 5 – Open your mind and heart to different people and cultures
  • Step 6 – Travel to distant lands and learn about their lives and culture
  • Step 7 – Have honest conversations with people who look different than you. You’ll find you may have more in common than you thought.
  • Step 8 – Enjoy life instead of walking around angry at someone for just being themselves.
  • Step 9 – Learn to love yourself
  • Step 10 – Realize when someone else dares to love themselves, it is not a threat to you. They are simply planting seeds of self – esteem. It’s not about you.

If we all stop trying to be better than one another and realize we are stronger working together than apart, we could really make an impact in annihilating this disease. Won’t you help spread the cure?

Staying Positive in the face of Racism!


Negativity Free Zone!

Hi Guys,

Just a quick blog to let you guys know about something disturbing that happened to me via this blog. Yesterday I wrote a post about the civil unrest in the country called “Call to Action”. This post was my way to release some of my angst about the situation in our country today. On this blog I try to remain positive while expressing my opinions because no one can hear you when you are angry and yelling. Plus I am trying to do better in my life, and anger is something I am working on.

When I wrote the article, I figured there would be people who had varying opinions, but I thought we could discuss them in a mature manner like adults. I never expected it to escalate to the point where I would be attacked by someone spouting racist mantras, and threatening to take out the “Black Trouble Makers”. Now I refuse to allow the negativity and hatred of others to change my positive attitude. I also do not want it to taint my blog. As a result, I blocked the comment and will not allow it to infect the rest of my readers.

I wanted to address the person who made the comment. My blog is a place of peace and positivity where all people are accepted and valued. Racism will not be tolerated, but can be cured here. I have nothing but LOVE for you and I will pray that you are healed from your racist and hateful mind. Peace and Blessings!

A Call to ACTION!



I’ve watched for several months as the media runs video of riots and people protesting in the streets as a result of civil unrest. There is no shortage of articles written about the so called “Thugs” in the streets and dangerous protesters. I for one do not understand annihilating your own communities as the result of misplaced anger. I do however understand the feeling of anger and isolation and even desperation as to how to change what is happening in our country. Baltimore is simply the boiling point right now, but this could be any city in America. This country has made so much progress, but it seems like we are going backwards. People are angry yes, but we must find a way to use this anger in a way that is productive to help stop this regression.

Contrary to popular belief, the answer does not lie in the elders. Our illustrious leaders, who led the country during the civil rights marches in the 60s, cannot lead this generation. We have to go directly to the source, “The Millennials”. Our answer lies with this new generation of young people who are no longer going to sit by, and let the world run over them. We need to look to the core of this group and pull out the leaders of today providing them our full support, if we want to change our world. This is not a new idea; as a matter of fact this is usually how changes to infrastructures are made. The next generation makes their mark on society. Now is the time for this generation to put its best foot forward.

I must caution this generation to stop the violence! It must stop in order to move forward. Your voices will never be heard when you are shouting in anger. You must fight this battle with your brains, not your brawn. Instead of looting and burning down establishments in your own communities, how about trying to change the laws from the inside? Go to school and learn about the government so you have the knowledge to go along with your passion. Start organizations in your local communities and online to organize peaceful protests and petitions. If that is too old school for you, develop your own concepts. The point is, you won’t be able to change any of these laws and injustice if you are dead or locked in jail for violence. Don’t get me wrong, Dr. King wasn’t afraid to go to jail for his beliefs, but his non-violent philosophy was the reason he was able to get out of jail to continue the fight. You don’t have to use your fists or weapons to beat your enemy. Violence begets more violence.

That being said, there was a peaceful protest that was happening at the same time as the looting that was blasted all over the news. There is footage out there of people chanting, singing and using their voices in unity and for a purpose. Because the media will not show the peaceful images in mainstream news, it is up to everyone on the side of justice to ensure the images are seen. We can no longer allow the people who control the airwaves to pollute the reality of the situation. We all have the internet and smart phones have become very useful tools. Use them in conjunction to share the truth, and to unite the country. Instead of using the web for useless banter and bullying each other, how about we use it to make the world a better place?

Now elders, the younger generation cannot do this alone. It is up to us to assist them, and help guide this generation to the promise land Dr. King and all of you fought for in the 60s. This is not a racial divide; we all must work together for this change to come about. To quote Dr. King “Injustice Anywhere is a Threat to Justice Everywhere.” We won’t allow this country to regress into a hateful, useless nation. We must demand for our country to do better, and become the “Land of the Free, Home of the Brave” we want the rest of the world to believe in. WE MUST DO SOMETHING NOW!

The Stress of the White House – FLOTUS Edition


Thursday I wrote a post about how stressful life must be for the POTUS while in office so today it’s the ladies’ turn. It appears the First Ladies lead a less stressful life and age more gracefully than their husbands. Take a look:

Michelle Obama:

Laura Bush:

Hillary Clinton:

Barbara Bush:

Nancy Reagan:

Rosalynn Carter:

Betty Ford:

Pat Nixon: