Friday, September 1, 2017

I am Not Eboni K Williams

Although she is a gorgeous woman. One who is very vocal about her opinions and beliefs not just with politics but in life, I am not Eboni K Williams. She is a woman that I love to watch as she contributes to Fox News because she makes people think. She like many women in a political position that use thier voice, use it to make you question your own thoughts. And because of that, because of the challenge that she causes some to have within themselves, she gets hate mail. She gets death threats of not just her career but her life. She gets slammed with racial comments, and judged for being a woman. Some even go as far as to telling her to "go back where she came from" or "a woman has no place in the mans world of politics."

I know this, because some of those people think that I am Eboni K Williams and direct their hate towards me. 

Some even go as far as going to my website and submitting hate mail through my contact forum. That part always puzzles me merely because they have to go to my site. Meaning they have to spell my name which is Ebony and hers is Eboni. They have to scroll down to see my header which has me with short hair, and Eboni has long hair. They then have to find the contact box and take time to type up an email and hit send.

For those on Twitter, it's even worse. They get on these rants and mass tweets while adding me into the political ring of Donald Trump, Barack Obama and more all based on Eboni's commentary. Now I'm apart of a thousand people re-tweeting thread with very few who can read and point out that it's the wrong Ebony.

What makes me laugh, are the people who send me racial sexist comments. Comments that are paragraphs long on why I should end my life. All because Eboni said Trump supporters are racists. . Then when I respond; they want to be "human" and seem sorry for their words. In return, I have to remind those nasty people that they were about to send this to someone they don't know anyway, so why apologize to me and not her?

One day, I hope, we can learn to disagree with someone without wanting them to die. 

Because of this, her and I follow one another on social media. Because of the hatred that we both face as women in the industry, as black-women in the industry, as women who are told constantly that we are less than and that our opinions and feelings are not wanted in a male dominated profession; we like may others chose to support the like minds and hustle of our fellow sisters in the business. 

So while you are angry at her and those like her aka the  Angela Ryes  of the world, just remember that we're proud of who we are. We're not backing down from what we think and how we feel and if asked we will give you the harsh truth.  In return, if you can't think of a way to speak to someone that isn't filled with racism, sexism, curse words, improper spelling and more;


I think you should try your best to use what little brain you have to make your argument informative and educational. 

Most importantly, if we are all adults, we can learn to disagree without anger. We can have respect for someone that we don't agree with. We can have a conversation without it being confrontational.


After-all if you aren't a racist SOB (as you claim) and you do truly care about humanity,
 why not show it? 

I watch Eboni K Williams every chance I get. I may not agree with everything she says but I truly do admire her. She is an amazing woman who is doing extraordinary things. I admire her ability to be raw and real every single day. I admire her wisdom on certain topics and her education on others. I admire that no matter what, she is out here making a difference and educating people. I admire that she is strong, smart (brilliant actually) and many other things. So, despite not agreeing with every single thing, I support what she is doing. 

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Vegan Potato Curry!



I've decided to try out the vegan lifestyle. Now, I'm not going all in at once! I have to pace myself into it. After all it is a lifestyle and I want to make sure I do it right aka I don't want to jump in and binge eat the next day. So, I decided to try my hand at cooking my favorite dishes, vegan style. To start a Potato Curry. 

Ingredients: 
1 tablespoon coconut oil 
2 1/2 cloves of Garlic 
1 medium onion (diced) 
4 small potatoes
1 can of coconut milk (I used organic light) 
1 cup diced tomatoes
1 cup peas (I used frozen)
1 teaspoon red pepper 
1 1/2 teaspoons curry powder
1 teaspoon turmeric
1 teaspoon salt 
1 1/2 tablespoon of ginger 
1 tablespoon garlic powder 

Instructions: 
1.Add your coconut oil to a large skillet on medium heat. 
2. Add minced garlic. 
3. After garlic is fragrant add diced onion until it's clear. 
4. Add coconut milk, diced tomatoes and everything else EXCEPT THE PEAS. 
5. Cover and let simmer on medium low for about 17 minutes. Or until the potatoes are soft. 
6. Now, add the peas, cover for another 5 minutes.

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

I Watched His Journey of Forgiveness, Then I Watched Him Die.

It’s simple really. The way I look at things and go about it all. I guess it’s simple to me and might feel like a conundrum to others because they don’t have any of the traits that I inherited that gives me the ability to look at life through these special glasses. We all have special glasses that allows us to see things in different ways. 

Ones that see the beauty in death and life being born. The ones that also have the ability to heal and feel. The ones that listen closely to a heart that’s weak and withering away. Ones that make me push harder because it knows that one day, there will be no more earthly days. Because of that train of thought, I choose to forgive.

A friend went on this journey and I’m forever blessed that I could go on it with him. He told me that he wants to forgive. That he wants to track down people he’s done wrong and ask them for forgiveness and he wants to pray to God to help him forgive others who hurt him. My heart was filled with joy because he’s a hard person to tolerate and love in any capacity.

So, I watched his journey. I watched him find peace. I watched him learn to love. And I watched him die.

Seeing how in a moment at any moment, a life can be taken makes you appreciate the breath in your lungs. Makes you appreciate the smog filled city with gas exhaust and tobacco smoke. Makes you a little forgiving about that bitch in the sixth grade or that friend who turned into your enemy. When you hold someone as they die, you watch that life slowly go. Their eyes tell you a story that they’re reliving their best moments as they take their last breath.

He said: the peace that comes with forgiving, letting go and letting God is unspeakable. 

What is life after that? I question as I watch my friend lay in peace. His face was calm, something I haven’t witnessed on him since we were kids. I was relaxed knowing that he is now in a better place. A breeze came over me, it squeezed me and I felt as if it were whispering to me. Funny thing, the room had no windows that could open. I knew it was him. I want to believe that he was telling me life is great after we leave this place.

I always wonder what life would be like if you died and didn’t forgive. If you held onto pain for your entire life. I for one, don’t want to go out knowing that I have to fix some loose ends. That’s why I speak highly about forgiveness in my blogs and on social media. I express myself to you, and share that it’s not easy but I’m trying. I share when I have successes and I happily share when I’m struggling. Nonetheless, I’m happy to say that I have no one that I need to forgive or ask forgiveness from.
And it feels pretty damn good.

So for my friend, rest well my dear. 
<3 Ebony