I bought a plant today.
I didn’t mean to. I went to the grocery store to buy spring mix salad (they didn’t have it) and Colavita Olive Oil (they had it) and a tupperware so I can take said salad to work and continue my diet reawakening.
And as I passed the long rows of cheap, surplus oranges and apples, the burst of pink and yellow Easter flower arrangements for sale caught my eye.
I didn’t bother. I don’t own a vase. And flowers in my house wouldn’t last very long and I’d never be home to enjoy them (flowers at work would just seem ostentatious).
But behind the display, sat a sad little bookshelf covered in green things. Unremarkable, potted, green things. I didn’t even know what kind they were.
On the left hand side, waiting quietly with a singed leaf, sat my plant.
It was love at first sight.
Seriously. I feel some kinda way about my little plant. She makes my heart feel big. And I know if I feel this strongly about a plant, then if I ever have children, woe on that which threatens them!
I haven’t decided what to name her yet.
“Over time I have become comfortably numb; purposely dumb. I have been programmed to move on command, to long for animated fairy tales that resemble nothing familiar to my experiences. I think I’ve always lived in my head, more than out here in the ‘real’ world. It’s been the lab where much of my anxiety was first created (what to think, how to think, what to believe, what to be happy about, waht to be sad about, what is appropriate what is not accepted by the ground, how to speak, what is proper, how to love, how to dream and so forth). Yet and still, (one of my grand mama’s terms) I am a bundle of light energy looking out of myself from the top hovering over myself with the compassion of a good mother for a child learning a thing for the first time. This is where it gets good. I have somehow managed to stay woke even in the warm womb of complacency…”
Erykah Badu, “Liner Notes,” New Amerykah Part Two: Return of the Ankh (2010)
or, “Paula Giddings and Ida B. Wells Throw Down” –>
“…and I said its because there is an interest, no, there is a need on the part of students, on the part of others, to understand the world. Who we are, and how we got here, and you NEED to know more than what is provided in the traditional canon to answer the question.”
Paula Giddings on Ida B. Wells
(Ignore the racialiciousness of the dance numbers and call me corny but I mess with this song)