#HFLW For Heart Month

Heart Disease is the number one cause of death in America, and as is so often the case, women, poor people, and people of color are disproportionately affected. National Heart Month, designated by congressional order in 1963, was created to bring attention to the impact of heart disease, yet the death toll continues to rise and the disparities remain entrenched. The #HFLW mission is to dig up and remove barriers to wellness that allow dis-ease, like cardiovascular dis-ease, to root and flourish in certain populations. Join me this month to talk about it.

Belonging

I don’t think there is anyone who doesn’t want to belong to something or somebody.  Not ownership belong to but be a part of belong to. Even me.  I say even me because I’m a natural, albeit ironic, loner.  Ironic because I’m a twin and we make two of five sisters.  Ironic still because there [...]

It’s Better Out Than In

Talking to myself--especially when it becomes a lot of talk all of a sudden, always tells me there is something I'm trying to work out of my brain and especially out of my body. It's interesting that I haven't been able to run lately, one of my choice ways of working stuff out of my mind and body.

Tune In!

Remember those posts: I am a miracle (that's my story and I'm sticking to it). and Didn't Yesterday say you couldn't yet you did? Mrs. Burke read them and thought they were worth sharing. So I'll be sharing them. On November 16th at 6 on the radio (in my Donna Summer voice). Tune in!

Didn’t Yesterday say you couldn’t yet you did?

So there we were living our happily ever after when our communication kept getting interrupted. The signal was poor. Eventually our conversations were curt and stilted—we probably secretly blamed each other for the poor signal. Turns out we were both wrong. (As far as doctors have so far surmised. This is idiopathic—without known cause).

Body Talk

The training, racing, and creative process...is a triumph over the physical and psychic conditions just outside the parameters of control which would censor and stilt performance.

[vintage UtR] I’m being redundant; feel free to ignore me.

5 years ago…

“Her father, a preacher, is already not happy with her first semester grades,  but he’s allowed her to return to Richmond from Detroit to redeem herself.  So far, she’s doing a bang up job and all because, ‘Ms. Scott, I guess I like the rush.’

I suggest she consider sky diving instead.  It’s, at least, regulated.

Fast forward.

Today I ran like the fool child I am. 18.74 miles to be exact.”

skydiving december '07 060

darlene anita scott

Within a single semester I receive doctors notes from quiet, bright Simone-with-the-dimples to excuse her absences and allow her to make up missed assignments.

Today she returns to class after a week long hiatus with a new note: this one for an infection.  She confides in me: “Those notes, Ms. Scott, are because I had to have 2 abortions.”  This infection came from a glitch in the last abortion.

The second semester she returns to repeat my class.  She starts missing assignments pretty early.  This weekend she’s found herself at a party in some unsavory part of the city. She’s trying to change her ways, she tells me, and the guy who took her to the, erehem, gathering is angry that she won’t have sex with him.  So he leaves her to find her own way back to the campus.

When I ask Simone how she finds these “friends” she…

View original post 249 more words