#thereapersgarden

[ceceilsdaughter]

I never truly understood the significance of death. Not the passing of a loved one but the collective significance of death. This book took me to a place where death was a freedom; a power, for the enslaved. The slave trade created an environment where death wasn’t an ending but a righteous beginning. It created a space where folklore and traditions were merged and blended into a powerful newness which kept culture, hope and resilience alive. It kept us alive. But I won’t pretend this was an easy read, it has coloured my world forever, dressed it in something between pride and anger, pity and inspiration- it is yet to settle somewhere inside of me. There are more accounts like this for me to read, to take in and find a home. Today, I now know I’m no where near as resilient as my ancestors - sometimes dance parties and meditation just isn’t enough. However, it’s a must read, told with knowledge, care and pride. Thank you @professorvbrown - your insight and work has been invaluable to my project.