The Hood Inheritance is Black Love and I am not talking about that struggle kind. It is a personal love letter to my younger self that I know will benefit others if they are on a similar path but feel lost with all the distractions. The goal was always to learn to love my Black self. I am a Black woman in a very Eurocentric place that shuns every practice that came from wince I once came and we were taught to hate ourselves. While many will ask why focus on this I say why not? The Black American culture is rich as is our people and this is the Black Experience.

As a mature Black woman coming into her own and leaving the stage of Maiden and becoming a Mother in spiritual terms, I bring to pass the birth of fulfillment that is here ’til the end. As I sew my seed, the roots are everlasting and will blossom come next Spring. I know what I was meant to do and what it will cost me. I am more than willing to pay the price out of the love for who I was, who I have become and who I will be before it is all done. My seeds have been planted now I prune and till. May you be blessed. May we be blessed. So let it be. ~Afrodite Blaque ~ Black Love ~ Black Excellence.