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		<title>In Which Peacemaking Looks Like Confrontation</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2018 03:24:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Lately, I’ve been asking the question about the role of confrontation in peacemaking. How do we Love Anyway when things need to change? How we juggle the fear we feel with the drive to be a part of the solution? A good friend of mine, “Shay” is a proud multi-racial Native American who has recently [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Pursuing Peace a Little Closer to Home</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2018 18:58:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Credit: Photo by Emily Orlando on Unsplash When I was interviewing for my position with Preemptive Love, someone asked me what I was doing to live our preemptive love in my personal life. “I’m doing that locally,” I said. “What other way is there?” came the response. Exactly. If we can’t learn to be peacemakers right where we are, [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>If You Want to Learn. Learn from the Women of Wakanda</title>
		<link>https://www.patheos.com/blogs/everydayblackmatters/2018/03/11/want-learn-learn-women-wakanda/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2018 20:11:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When my husband and I saw Black Panther a few weeks ago, it was with eager expectation to see black women represented wholly different than the tired baby mama, Aunt Jemima, or slave narrative typically offered. I’d heard great things about how black women in the film were portrayed as strong, intelligent leaders—and it did [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>In Which I&#8217;m Losing Ma&#8230;Again.</title>
		<link>https://www.patheos.com/blogs/everydayblackmatters/2018/03/03/im-losing-ma/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2018 01:49:55 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Abuse Survivor]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[It’s official. My sisters &#38; I are taking over the guardianship + conservatorship for my Ma. We tried to work with her regarding her finances but she’s less than agreeable. My sister went down to her bank, shut it down &#38; opened up a new account in our names. This took my Mother off guard, [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>In Which I Think I&#8217;ll Die Young</title>
		<link>https://www.patheos.com/blogs/everydayblackmatters/2018/02/18/think-ill-die-young/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Feb 2018 20:06:06 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Abuse Survivor]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[My Faith]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[    On Valentines Day, I sent my husband out to get me a Vegan pizza from Blaze &#38; some Vegan-friendly Cashew ice cream (seriously it’s the best!) I told him I needed some comfort food badly. It had been a ROUGH day. It had been a “gone day.” A day marked by PMDD. PMDD [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>In Which I am a Mutha Bleeping Goddess</title>
		<link>https://www.patheos.com/blogs/everydayblackmatters/2018/02/03/mutha-bleeping-goddess/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Feb 2018 18:57:36 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve been on a wholeness kick lately. Who am I kidding? I am becoming a wholeness chick. I’m talmbout full on: clean eating, #OrganicEverything, wellness obsessed, Yoga-doing, non-toxic, fitness chick in the making. Last year, I started pursuing health and wholeness in very intentional ways. Very. At first, it was born out of necessity. I [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Broken Seashells, Broken Hearts</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Dec 2017 13:27:07 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Divorce]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[At our beach wedding we were given 2 leis. The use of leis in wedding ceremonies is a culturally significant tradition common in Hawaii. The lei symbolizes the mutual exchange of love &#38; respect. At it’s advent, the lei was used as a peace agreement between Chiefs and that too is an unspoken aspect while [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>The Sexually Pregnant Mind</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2017 23:07:24 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Marriage]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[I see the curves of my breast and they please. I see the round of my rump and it entices. I see the button of my belly &#38; giggle at its cuteness. I rub the bulging bump that sustains my daughter it is tight but lovely. My legs are thick pillars supporting the whole of [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>The Joy &#038; Pain of a Broken Empath</title>
		<link>https://www.patheos.com/blogs/everydayblackmatters/2017/02/27/joy-pain-broken-empath/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2017 03:11:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Empathy. Many days, it’s awful. Being a broken empath? Nearly unbearable. I understand the “gift” of empathy. I understand that those of you who connect with my writing &#38; have encouraged me to *finally* finish my memoir -or any book for that matter- see the spiritual gift of empathy in me. Being able to see [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Jars of Clay</title>
		<link>https://www.patheos.com/blogs/everydayblackmatters/2017/02/13/jarsofclay/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Grace Sandra]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2017 18:43:43 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Family]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Parenting]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I was a kid my Ma often told me how things were ‘going to get better.’  She was never one to keep the hardships of life for me. I was the 4th, the unexpected later-in-life baby due to a bad hook-up after a tumultuous marriage to an alcoholic, years of single motherhood, crushing life [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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