Afro Love to Michael Jackson (R.I.P)

Today I had the pleasure of watching the public memorial to Michael Jackson and I am truly touched. This man gave of his heart and his spirit in a way that is difficult for most. He transcended race, color, class, and much more through his journey on this earth as the greatest entertainer who ever lived.

I salute him for the sacrifices he made in order to share that part of himself with the world. Thank you Michael for giving unconditionally of yourself and you ideas through music. Michael gave something to the world that is special, kind, loving, and full of light.

This man will never be forgotten and neither will the image of him with a big afro as a little boy growing up in the seventies. From the first time he stepped foot upon the stage he gave off an aura of greatness.

“WE HAD HIM” Maya Angelou

Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing Now that our bright and shining star can slip away from our fingertips like a puff of summer wind

Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting embrace

Sing our songs among the stars and and walk our dances across the face of the moon

In the instant we learn that Michael is gone we know nothing

No clocks can tell our time and no oceans can rush our tides

With the abrupt absence of our treasure

Though we our many, each of us is achingly alone

Piercingly alone

Only when we confess our confusion can we remember that he was a gift to us and we did have him

He came to us from the Creator, trailing creativity in abundance

Despite the anguish of life he was sheathed in mother love and family love and survived and did not more than that

He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style

We had him

Whether we knew who he was or did not know, he was ours and we were his

We had him

Beautiful, delighting our eyes

He raked his hat slant over his brow and took a pose on his toes for all of us and we laughed and stomped our feet for him

We were enchanted with his passion because he held nothing

He gave us all he had been given

Today in Tokyo, beneath the Eiffel Tower, in Ghana’s Blackstar Square, in

Johannesburg, in Pittsburgh, in Birmingham, Alabama and Birmingham England, we are
missing Michael Jackson

But we do know that we had him

And we are the world.

~Love Your Hair~

This blog was born from the widespread notion that women, men, and children are not taking proper care of their hair. This especially applies to minorities and is not the fault of the minorities but instead stems from lack of education and accessible resources to properly care for what some may deem as “nappy hair”. No matter what the color, texture, curl pattern, or style of your hair… it can be healthy and and will grow in its natural state with the proper tlc! Lets have fun on this journey and celebrate loving our hair! Enjoy~ Sisters of Isis