Category Archives: The Polichick’s Handbag

For the love of sisterhood…

Let me first say, “Lawd, I have sinned”. I, like millions of viewers, have chuckled at the ignorant antics of popular black reality stars as they popped off sassy one-liners. I took voyeuristic pleasure in seeing the fabulous wardrobes, hairstyles, … Continue reading

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An authentic life

A long time ago, I made a promise to myself to live an authentic life. To look within and ask the tough questions, get quiet and listen for the answers, and move toward my own truth…no matter how uncomfortable. My … Continue reading

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The root of the matter

Years ago, I was blessed to meet a wonderful group of like minded sistas who, like me, were on a natural hair journey. As we combed, washed, braided, and locked each other’s manes we shared stories of what it was … Continue reading

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Point of View

Just a few days ago this bucolic view from my hotel room was one of stormy skies and choppy waves that made me worry that my first floor hotel room in Tampa would flood. Oh what a difference a day … Continue reading

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A year of peace and blessings

“Peace and blessings manifest with every lesson learned.” Erykah Badu So I am now another year older. And I feel so much wiser. This has been a year of amazingly profound spiritual and emotional realizations for me and I am … Continue reading

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A year of peace and blessings

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Desperation

A couple entering a contest for a chance at a free IVF. The guy who stole an air conditioner and then walked down our street trying to sell it during yesterday’s heatwave. Me, inexplicably ravenous, scarfing down a huge free … Continue reading

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