Remembering Baby Talia

Pausing to remember Baby Talia.

https://youtu.be/fmE0YD5zyPk

Last week I heard the story of a little one, a three year old affectionately known as “Baby T.” As of earlier this year she is no longer with us. I was asked to help bring awareness to her life, the circumstance surrounding her death, and other children’s situations of safety.

#justiceforbabyt #bodegababy #lovewithoutreason

LaRayia’s Bodega

Lunch On Me

What do you fear?

This goes to all the CEOs, executives, politicians, lawyers, judges, doctors, nurses, teachers, police officers, janitors, farmers, car dealers, actors, musicians, artists, pastors, students, athletes, food workers, retail workers, factory workers, real estate agents, etc.:

Have you ever wondered why most hate hides in the shadows? Have you wondered why those who carry the hate don’t just come out and say how they feel? Why continue to hide behind the “hood?” With so much open hatred, racism, sexism, homophobia, xenophobia, at all levels of government and society at large, why continue to hide? 

Seems like fear. But of what? Job loss, family loss, status loss? What is it? If truly you are superior won’t another job be found? And that’s if your current employment is even lost. Doesn’t your family already know? Amongst those with similar ideas, what clout would you lose? So, again why hide in the shadows? What do you fear?

Update: Aulis Annual Scholarship

Announcing: The very first Aulis Annual Scholarship was awarded on June 11, 2020. The first two recipients received the scholarship during La Sierra University’s “2020 Scholarship & Awards Event.” Though as donors and recipients, we could not physically share space, we celebrated and offered congratulations via Zoom, which was a very special moment. I’m grateful and humbled to be able to positively impact lives, contributing to successful completion of educational goals and dreams. From idea to fruition, to be able to give back in this way was a personal accomplishment and dream come true. Congratulations students, keep pushing ahead! Looking forward to next year, and beyond.

Grieving

Today… I’m sad, grieving, hurting. When asked what am I grieving: My response – that two more black men (Rayshard Brooks & Robert Fuller), were murdered over the last few days, by those who felt they could – that these lives meant less to the world, to the society than their own – as some kind of sport or badge of honor. Might as well have taken a finger or an entire limb, which is what occurred during public lynchings in the recent past, check history. Take a body part to hang on the wall like a prize. Evidence of conquered prey.

My response: I feel like every moment I have, every breath I take, not actively engaging in the fight, in the movement for change to make things better is a waste of time… with the breath that I’ve been given, which at any point could also be taken as callously as my brothers’ and sisters’ lives. Left to saying my name, which some might intentionally mispronounce, if not only as a not so silent protest, against my life. My response: that I have family, friends, patients, colleagues, doctors, nurses, and other staff that live at risk everyday. Not because of COVID or cancer, but because of the color of their skin. Where diagnosis, disease, and degrees does little to separate them from the indiscriminate lack of concern for Black Lives. Understand please, that this is an issue of the highest order. Deference reveals privilege. Soul searching is in order. Silence contributes to continued violence.

Thoughts on the time…

Still processing, but it’s time to share.

Seeking justice for Ahmaud and Sean and so many others,* too many others. But, truly can justice be had when it’s been so long? Twenty four hours… three months… two years… eight years… fifty years… 450+ years. But with little true change, can there be justice? Why should voices still have to reach the decibels, which now ring from block to block, city to city, state to state, app to app to be heard? to finally move those who are called, those who are voted into office to serve – to action, when a life… yes a black life, but again, a life has been taken? Blood calls out from the blacktop, concrete, the dirt where it was spilled, seeking justice. But, no answer is found.

Ask, “Why?” The answer returns like the coldest, sickest, most violent shaking of reality, a truth which is the measure of where we’ve come from but, also from where we have not moved at all. Created equal by our Creator, but treated as such? The illusion is perpetuated by hope, yet shrouded in ‘as long as you stay in your lane, your neighborhood, your place, or you’ll suffer the same fate’. It’s like walking into a yard with “beware of dog signs”. But, the owner is telling you, “It’s safe.” Then, all of a sudden, the dog is snarling and barking at you. You know the reason. But, the owner is still trying to encourage confidence in you as you walk toward the porch. Then, out of nowhere, it lunges at you and is no longer constrained by its leash. After all, you are in its territory. You turn to run while the owner calls the dog to return and calls it a very fine dog. But, by now the dog is after you and quickly catches up with you, and takes hold of your shoe. You try to shake it loose and defend yourself, but it’s too late. You’re in a death struggle with this dog and it is winning. Then, you are startled, awakened by the commotion, and your heart is racing. You discover you’ve been dreaming – nightmaring to be more accurate.

Question: Does this seem that different from our reality? Question: Did the dog escape or was it set loose? Why did the owner not step in with more force? Was this justifiable because there were signs? The owner welcomed you, welcoming telling you to ignore the signs, encouraged and offered good faith, testimony about their dog. Somehow this dream returns and the owner is defending their dog and their own actions. The dog catchers are looking at you as though you did something wrong by just, being. Shouldn’t my life matter? Shouldn’t my life matter more? or at least as much as this dog…a dog…?

I’m awake now. But this question rings through my mind. Where is justice? Why should voices still have to reach the decibels which now ring from block to block, city to city, state to state, app to app to be heard? My life matters! A Black Life Matters!

*Started back on May 8.

Announcement: Aulis Annual Scholarship

Another exciting day is here!  Earlier this year I officially walked/graduated with my M.Div. from La Sierra University. As some of you know giving back,reaching out, supporting, and lifting up individuals and communities is very important to me. Just a few of the organizations I’ve spotlighted:

Jordan Porco Foundation http://www.rememberingjordan.org/

iEmpathize http://iempathize.org/

Mental Health America of Los Angeles http://www.mhala.org/

Education Through Music- Los Angeles https://etmla.org/#

 Drum Roll……..Following in this same vein of giving back,I’ve established the “Aulis Annual Scholarship.” This was established to aid one male and one female graduate student pursuing their education and calling in ministry at my alma mater the La Sierra University H.M.S. Richards Divinity School. Attending this program was life changing and foundational in doing ministry like this, positively impacting people’s lives. As you think about your year-end giving I ask you to consider partnering with me in this pursuit. See below for details on giving. Live blessed.

1. Mail a check (written out to La Sierra University) to;

La Sierra University, Office of Advancement

 4500 Riverwalk Parkway

Riverside, CA 92505

In the memo section please add “Aulis Annual Scholarship”.

2. Go online to https://lasierra.edu/donate/

Please note in the description box “Aulis Annual Scholarship”

3. Call 951-785-2500 and we are happy to take credit cards over the phone.

“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.”– Ralph Waldo Emerson

It’s Been Too Long……

Just wanted to say hello….”Hello.” It’s been a long time since I posted here and I wanted to let those who actually look here that life is good. A lot has happened since I last posted. I will update more at a later time but in the midst of life’s ups and down, I’m living blessed. Praying life is well for you.

“once we understand that what happens beyond our control may be just what we need, we see that acceptance of reality can be our way of participating in our own evolution.” ― David Richo

Live Blessed!

Happy New Year 2018

Good morning 2018. Welcome or should I say thank you. Thank you for coming. Thank you for letting me in. Thank you in advance for the time that we will share. Thank you for the experiences that lay ahead of us. Thank you for hope. Thank you for dreams accomplished. Thank you for love.

God bless you all this day, each day. May 2018 be your best year ever. Live Blessed.

A Special Evening- Thank you.

This is oh so late, but just wanted to thank you all who were able to attend and who sent up prayers for my concert a few weeks ago! It was truly a wonderful and special evening, that I will never forget. God blessed and truly worked through my friends David Paul Regier, Scott Hill, and me. Looking forward to the next one, some big things on the horizon stay tuned. That evening along with music I spotlighted a couple causes, one whose mission is to prevent suicide, promote mental health, and create a message of hope for young adults. RememberingJordan.org The second and equally important is the prevention of youth exploitation especially in the area of human trafficking. iEmpathize.org Please take time to check out these organizations, and other resources about these subjects. You may very well have a young person, a young adult, or an adult for that matter, in your life or will come across someone who needs what you will learn. Thank you again. Live blessed.