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Sign up for updates on my forthcoming book, Real Soft Girl Shit: A Womanist Reclamation of Black Girl Vulnerability. Hi Reader, Did you know I’m a trained theologian? Like, I went to school to study the nature of God and how our relationships with God develop. Growing up Black Southern Baptist, the threat of hell was so real. Yes, in church we learned of God’s grace and mercy, but the threat of burning eternally remained a constant theme of discourse, even into my early thirties. As a Black girl, growing into a woman, I began to understand that I was the closest to going to hell. After all, it seemed as though there were just more obstacles for me to overcome in comparison to my male counterparts, and in comparison to my white childhood friends, which meant that I had more instances that could send me to a fiery death. Today, through my own personal growth journey, I am for sure that God has much more creative, loving ways to pursue a relationship with me than to threaten me. And after all those years of “hard religion,” I am identifying and pursuing the softness that I have discovered in my relationship with God. My favorite hymn, which still brings tears to my eyes when I softly sing it to myself says, 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to take Him at His Word;
Just to rest upon His promise,
Just to know, "Thus saith the Lord!"
Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him!
How I've proved Him o'er and o'er;
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
Oh, for grace to trust Him more!...
Softness is taking this beautiful relationship between me and God and leaning into it as a tool for deepening my tenderness and regulating my nervous system. Reclaiming spirituality has deepened my softness. I get to explore my faith without other people telling what I should be doing. Possibilities for my relationship with God open up and are endless. Theres beauty in imagining that people may know God a little better as a result of having an encounter with me. The sweetness we crave in trusting the Most High is proven by God's gentleness and empathy. That's why softness must always be a central theme in our relationship with God. Thank you for being a subscriber! Invite your friends to join my newsletter today. In Softness, EbonyJanice Read this article by Be Well Sis on our conversation about rest as radical resistance, ancestral veneration and more. Watch and listen below. Media and Giving Fund Links: EbonyJanice Moore is a Hip Hop Womanist, scholar-priestess, sovereignty mentor, and revolutionary dreamer. With a mind shaped by Cultural Anthropology and Political Science, and a heart anchored in spirit, love, and liberation, she writes, teaches, and dreams Black women free. Founder of Emma’s Legacy and author of All The Black Girls Are Activists, Sacred Text For Black Folks Soul, and her forthcoming book Real Soft Girl Shit, she blends ancestral wisdom, womanist theology, and cultural commentary with the audacity of a spoiled little bitty baby who knows she’s worthy. Her work lives at the altar of justice, joy, softness, and fantastic Black futures. Website & Newsletter: https://www.ebonyjanice.com/ IG: https://www.instagram.com/ebonyjanice/ Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ebonyjanice Email: info@thefreepeopleproject.com |
We center Black Women and Femmes' liberation, wholeness, and wellness. I am the founder and CEO of The Free People Project and the USA Bestselling Author of “All The Black Girls Are Activists: A Fourth Wave Womanist Pursuit Of Dreams As Radical Resistance.” My Spiritual Mentorship Program, entitled “Dream Yourself Free,” is designed to support Black Women to heal intergenerational wounds and prioritize pleasure. I created Black Girl Mixtape, a platform and safe think space that elevates the intellectual authority of Black Women. I speak from a Hip Hop Womanist perspective. I earned my Bachelors in Cultural Anthropology and Political Science and a Masters of Arts in Social Change with a concentration in Spiritual Leadership, Womanist Theology, and Racial Justice. Welcome.
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