Cocktails and Conversations Browngirl Experience

Life is complicated at best, it requires you to make difficult decisions in order to move towards the direction of happiness... Especially if the only life you know is in the way of the life you desire.

Enjoy Ravyn's journey.

If you want to piss the world off, be a black woman that openly says that she wants it all. No one asks you what having it all looks like or how you plan to find the balance that you will need in order to survive having it all. Instead, they run to their keyboards and type think pieces about why we don’t deserve what we are asking for. We become jokes, our flaws are highlighted our looks, our weight, and our accomplishments are criticized. I’m not sure where the world’s perception of black women got f****d up or when some black men decided to hop on that particular bandwagon began but I will say this...

What if the world never told us who we should be… Would you be brave enough to name yourself or would you continue to shrink yourself?

The Browngirl invited Stephanie, The life Architect to the couch to talk about just that. This is the conversation you didn’t know you needed.

I am excited to share something that I have been working on as I finally begin to embrace my storytelling roots with a new storytelling podcast series called Beautiful Disaster. This is the intro to my latest project.

Everyone has a beginning to their story and this is the Browngirl's... That moment she realized shit had to change

September 16, 2006, I got a call my dad was rushed to the hospital, so I did what I have always done I left work and met him there. This particular day I was working on a poem for an event I was hosting, my dad asked me what I was working on so I read him my unfinished poem. He looked at me asked where the rest of it was, I was nonchalant with my response with an "I'm gonna finish it later"

My dad struggled to sit up before he told me these next words... "Air make sure you finish it." Me being me said "of course I'ma finish daddy" He got real serious then said, "Air, I have watched you half-ass shit for a long time now, you have to start finishing what you start". That was the most serious I had ever seen my dad, so I promised him that I would start finishing what I start. After that I worked on this poem all day, every time I tried to share with him he would ask if I was finished my answer was always no. He wouldn't let me read it to him until I was done.

I kept working on it all day, as I went back to his room to tell him I finished it was too late he had just passed.

This was the last poem I was ever inspired to write and it was for the best man that I ever knew, Douglas E. Butler my pop

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