I was born with rhythm in my hips and in my hands the means to create

In The Drum Remembers, LaVianca Asante’ invites us into a visceral journey of ancestral memory, rhythm, and homecoming. Through spoken word and embodied movement, this piece explores the echoes of voices that live within our DNA, the resilience passed down through generations, and the sacred inheritance of identity that connects us to a homeland we may never have seen but always carry. Read it. Feel it. Move with it. Let the voices of our ancestors guide you.

The land holds secrets, and today, Jazzy might finally uncover them.

Every second Saturday, Aunt Laura’s home filled with women ready to listen, learn, and share. In that space, wisdom passed between generations, reminding them that healing was never as far away as they once believed.

Black women rise, and the ground rises with us, remembering every step, every joy, every wound we carry.

Long before store shelves promised solutions, our homes held the real ones—simple oils, shared wisdom, and rituals that cared for our skin.

What many reduce to pleasure alone is also the sacred source of life, power, and womanhood.

After seasons of giving, I finally tend to my own soul—and taste its sweetness.

Community gardens, cooperative farms, and culturally grounded agricultural education are restoring more than soil—they are restoring legacy. By reclaiming ancestral wisdom, communities are strengthening health, resilience, and autonomy.

What looks like failure may only be misplacement. The right soil reveals what the seed always carried within it.

While we navigate Katherine’s experience during her role at NASA, we’ll learn how vital her presence was by detailing moments that proved she was an authoritative figure who made a difference. ​

In the face of trauma, connection becomes both refuge and resistance. This reflection traces how healing, faith, and therapy can restore what pain attempts to sever.

Jackie looked me in the eyes. “You’re going to write a book. Don’t forget me, now!” Her certainty lives on in women like Cyntoia and Alice — whose survival speaks louder than any sentence. Cyntoia emerged not hardened, but purposeful. Alice walked free with forgiveness, not bitterness. Jackie, still behind bars, carried something just as powerful: hope that refused to die. Sometimes the last don’t rise loudly. They rise changed, stronger. And in their rising, history catche

I am a living force of spirit and resilience, existing far beyond what the eye can name or the world can claim.

African American women history from a young girl's eyes.

They praised Phillis Wheatley's faith and ignored her fire, yet her words survived them all. We write louder now because she wrote first.

Five prominent women in Black History gather around a table, have dinner, to share ideas and stories about being Black Women who dared to lead.

A young woman experiences the complexities of attending a PWI in a red state.

Black women have never been late—we have been becoming. What the world calls waiting has been the sacred work of shaping power, wisdom, and purpose that arrives right on time.

Dr. Alexa Canady reshaped what leadership in medicine could look like. Her impact reaches far beyond milestones, living on in the lives she changed and the paths she made possible for others.