People ask B, “What are you?”

B.portraitBasmin,
St. Louis, MO.

This question has been asked since I began my earthwalk as though I am something other than human, that I don’t fit recognizable category. As a woman of color in seeking healing for my racial wounds I embraced my spiritual nature, cultivated peace within and embraced each who breathes as a member of the dysfunctional US family. We the People need each other to Heal one another. .


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