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blackwoolncrown · 1 year

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Reading list for Afro-Herbalism:

A Healing Grove: African Tree Remedies and Rituals for the Body and Spirit by Stephanie Rose Bird

Affrilachia: Poems by Frank X Walker

African American Medicine in Washington, D.C.: Healing the Capital During the Civil War Era by Heather Butts

African American Midwifery in the South: Dialogues of Birth, Race, and Memory by Gertrude Jacinta Fraser

African American Slave Medicine: Herbal and Non-Herbal Treatments by Herbert Covey

African Ethnobotany in the Americas edited by Robert Voeks and John Rashford

Africanisms in the Gullah Dialect by Lorenzo Dow Turner

Africans and Native Americans: The Language of Race and the Evolution of Red-Black Peoples by Jack Forbes

African Medicine: A Complete Guide to Yoruba Healing Science and African Herbal Remedies by Dr. Tariq M. Sawandi, PhD

Afro-Vegan: Farm-Fresh, African, Caribbean, and Southern Flavors Remixed by Bryant Terry

Barracoon: The Story of the Last “Black Cargo” by Zora Neale Hurston

Big Mama’s Back in the Kitchen by Charlene Johnson

Big Mama’s Old Black Pot by Ethel Dixon

Black Belief: Folk Beliefs of Blacks in America and West Africa by Henry H. Mitchell

Black Diamonds, Vol. 1 No. 1 and Vol. 1 Nos. 2–3 edited by Edward J. Cabbell

Black Faces, White Spaces: Reimagining the Relationship of African Americans to the Great Outdoors by Carolyn Finney

Black Food Geographies: Race, Self-Reliance, and Food Access in Washington, D.C. by Ashanté M. Reese

Black Indian Slave Narratives edited by Patrick Minges

Black Magic: Religion and the African American Conjuring Tradition by Yvonne P. Chireau

Black Nature: Four Centuries of African American Nature Poetry edited by Camille T. Dungy

Blacks in Appalachia edited by William Turner and Edward J. Cabbell

Caribbean Vegan: Meat-Free, Egg-Free, Dairy-Free Authentic Island Cuisine for Every Occasion by Taymer Mason

Dreams of Africa in Alabama: The Slave Ship Clotilda and the Story of the Last Africans Brought to America by Sylviane Diouf

Faith, Health, and Healing in African American Life by Emilie Townes and Stephanie Y. Mitchem

Farming While Black: Soul Fire Farm’s Practical Guide to Liberation on the Land by Leah Penniman

Folk Wisdom and Mother Wit: John Lee – An African American Herbal Healer by John Lee and Arvilla Payne-Jackson

Four Seasons of Mojo: An Herbal Guide to Natural Living by Stephanie Rose Bird

Freedom Farmers: Agricultural Resistance and the Black Freedom Movement by Monica White

Fruits of the Harvest: Recipes to Celebrate Kwanzaa and Other Holidays by Eric Copage

George Washington Carver by Tonya Bolden

George Washington Carver: In His Own Words edited by Gary Kremer

God, Dr. Buzzard, and the Bolito Man: A Saltwater Geechee Talks About Life on Sapelo Island, Georgia by Cornelia Bailey

Gone Home: Race and Roots through Appalachia by Karida Brown

Ethno-Botany of the Black Americans by William Ed Grime

Gullah Cuisine: By Land and by Sea by Charlotte Jenkins and William Baldwin

Gullah Culture in America by Emory Shaw Campbell and Wilbur Cross

Gullah/Geechee: Africa’s Seeds in the Winds of the Diaspora-St. Helena’s Serenity by Queen Quet Marquetta Goodwine

High on the Hog: A Culinary Journey from Africa to America by Jessica Harris and Maya Angelou

Homecoming: The Story of African-American Farmers by Charlene Gilbert

Hoodoo Medicine: Gullah Herbal Remedies by Faith Mitchell

Jambalaya: The Natural Woman’s Book of Personal Charms and Practical Rituals by Luisah Teish

Just Medicine: A Cure for Racial Inequality in American Health Care by Dayna Bowen Matthew

Leaves of Green: A Handbook of Herbal Remedies by Maude E. Scott

Like a Weaving: References and Resources on Black Appalachians by Edward J. Cabbell

Listen to Me Good: The Story of an Alabama Midwife by Margaret Charles Smith and Linda Janet Holmes

Making Gullah: A History of Sapelo Islanders, Race, and the American Imagination by Melissa Cooper

Mandy’s Favorite Louisiana Recipes by Natalie V. Scott

Medical Apartheid: The Dark History of Medical Experimentation on Black Americans from Colonial Times to the Present by Harriet Washington

Mojo Workin’: The Old African American Hoodoo System by Katrina Hazzard-Donald

Motherwit: An Alabama Midwife’s Story by Onnie Lee Logan as told to Katherine Clark

My Bag Was Always Packed: The Life and Times of a Virginia Midwife by Claudine Curry Smith and Mildred Hopkins Baker Roberson

My Face Is Black Is True: Callie House and the Struggle for Ex-Slave Reparations by Mary Frances Berry

My Grandmother's Hands: Racialized Trauma and the Pathway to Mending Our Hearts and Bodies by Resmaa Menakem

On Her Own Ground: The Life and Times of Madam C.J. Walker by A'Lelia Bundles

Papa Jim’s Herbal Magic Workbook by Papa Jim

Places for the Spirit: Traditional African American Gardens by Vaughn Sills (Photographer), Hilton Als (Foreword), Lowry Pei (Introduction)

Post Traumatic Slave Syndrome by Dr. Joy DeGruy

Rooted in the Earth: Reclaiming the African American Environmental Heritage by Diane Glave

Rufus Estes’ Good Things to Eat: The First Cookbook by an African-American Chef by Rufus Estes

Secret Doctors: Ethnomedicine of African Americans by Wonda Fontenot

Sex, Sickness, and Slavery: Illness in the Antebellum South by Marli Weiner with Mayzie Hough

Slavery’s Exiles: The Story of the American Maroons by Sylviane Diouf

Soul Food: The Surprising Story of an American Cuisine, One Plate at a Time by Adrian Miller

Spirituality and the Black Helping Tradition in Social Work by Elmer P. Martin Jr. and Joanne Mitchell Martin

Sticks, Stones, Roots & Bones: Hoodoo, Mojo & Conjuring with Herbs by Stephanie Rose Bird

The African-American Heritage Cookbook: Traditional Recipes and Fond Remembrances from Alabama’s Renowned Tuskegee Institute by Carolyn Quick Tillery

The Black Family Reunion Cookbook (Recipes and Food Memories from the National Council of Negro Women) edited by Libby Clark

The Conjure Woman and Other Conjure Tales by Charles Chesnutt

The Home Place: Memoirs of a Colored Man’s Love Affair with Nature by J. Drew Lanham

The Jemima Code: Two Centuries of African American Cookbooks by Toni Tipton-Martin

The President’s Kitchen Cabinet: The Story of the African Americans Who Have Fed Our First Families, from the Washingtons to the Obamas by Adrian Miller

The Taste of Country Cooking: The 30th Anniversary Edition of a Great Classic Southern Cookbook by Edna Lewis

The Tuskegee Syphilis Study: An Insiders’ Account of the Shocking Medical Experiment Conducted by Government Doctors Against African American Men by Fred D. Gray

Trace: Memory, History, Race, and the American Landscape by Lauret E. Savoy

Vegan Soul Kitchen: Fresh, Healthy, and Creative African-American Cuisine by Bryant Terry

Vibration Cooking: Or, The Travel Notes of a Geechee Girl by Vertamae Smart-Grosvenor

Voodoo and Hoodoo: The Craft as Revealed by Traditional Practitioners by Jim Haskins

When Roots Die: Endangered Traditions on the Sea Islands by Patricia Jones-Jackson

Working Conjure: A Guide to Hoodoo Folk Magic by Hoodoo Sen Moise

Working the Roots: Over 400 Years of Traditional African American Healing by Michelle Lee

Wurkn Dem Rootz: Ancestral Hoodoo by Medicine Man

Zora Neale Hurston: Folklore, Memoirs, and Other Writings: Mules and Men, Tell My Horse, Dust Tracks on a Road, Selected Articles by Zora Neale Hurston

The Ways of Herbalism in the African World with Olatokunboh Obasi MSc, RH (webinar via The American Herbalists Guild)

#herbalism #african american #rootwork #african #native american #hoodoo #voodoo

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vintagetvstars · 8 days

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Nichelle Nichols Vs. Yvonne Craig

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Nichelle Nichols - (Star Trek) - She speaks for herself. Legendary, iconic, at the forefront of feminism and civil rights in the 60s, she is a triple threat who did so much more. She volunteered from 1977 to promote recruitment diversity within NASA, including some of the first female and ethnic minority astronauts. Martin Luther King Jr. compared her work on Star Trek as a 'vital role model' to the civil rights marches. She refused to be dismissed, fought for visibility and shone whilst doing so. As a woman in stem, and simply a woman she means the world and stars above to me.

Yvonne Craig - (Batman, Star Trek) - 7 year old me didn't know she was a lesbian but she sure knew she liked batgirl

Master Poll List of the Hot Vintage TV Ladies Bracket

Additional propaganda below the cut

Nichelle Nichols:

She is the original badass babe. She was a black woman in a leading role on TV in the 60s, a trailblazer for black actresses for years to come. She is so beautiful and so awesome.

she's fantastic. have you seen her? paved the way for black actresses on TV even while her lines and scenes were being cut and improvised the most iconic uhura line in the series. (sulu: "I'll save you, fair maiden!" uhura, pushing him away: "sorry, neither!") she's incredibly talented and it's a crime the show didn't give her more screen time (or make her sing more often because she also has a beautiful voice!)

“Sorry, neither” in response to “fair maiden” was ad libbed by her. There’s a lot more I could say but what else do you need??

A sci-fi icon!

She was such a trailblazer, and Uhura was such an important character for so many people to be able to see on TV. Apparently Mae Jemison (the first African American woman to go into space) cited her as a reason she wanted to become an astronaut. She was just an absolute legend!

The story of Martin Luther King telling her not to quit Star Trek gives me chills. Representation matters. “Thank you so much, Dr. King. I’m really going to miss my co-stars.” Dr. King's smile, Nichols recalled, vanished from his face. "He said, 'What are you talking about?'" the actress explained. "I told him. He said, 'You cannot,' and so help me, this man practically repeated verbatim what Gene said. He said, 'Don’t you see what this man is doing, who has written this? This is the future. He has established us as we should be seen. 300 years from now, we are here. We are marching. And this is the first step. When we see you, we see ourselves, and we see ourselves as intelligent and beautiful and proud.' He goes on and I’m looking at him and my knees are buckling. I said, 'I…, I…' And he said, 'You turn on your television and the news comes on and you see us marching and peaceful, you see the peaceful civil disobedience, and you see the dogs and see the fire hoses, and we all know they cannot destroy us because we are there in the 23rd Century.'"

She shared the first interracial kiss on Star Trek, helped propel real life African American women into space-related careers, and looks divine in a mini skirt.

HOW DID UHURA WALK BACKWARDS SO FAR??? WOW!

#vintage tv stars poll #tv ladies 1 #nichelle nichols #yvonne craig

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livelovecaliforniadreams · 2 years

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10 is a complete and utter arsehole and RTD *mostly* gets this (obviously all the Time Lord Victorious stuff, but also his 10/Rose in S2 is a cautionary tale of two people who get so obsessively caught up with each other they endanger others and themselves until they eventually cause their own separation, like a precursor to 12/Clara, except he then undoes all his good work by bringing Rose back to give her a ‘happy ending’ with clone 10) but the fandom at large never really got that and I’m not sure why. Because Tennant’s pretty? Because he and Piper looked good together?

I don't think 10 is a *complete arsehole*

But the fandom doesn't acknowledge how s2 was a cautionary tale retconned to star crossed lovers in s3 & 4 because they are more attached to the ship rather than the actualy reality of 10 and Rose as a duo.

The legacy for 10 and Rose is Torchwood. I personally think most 10/Rose fans never watched Torchwood and that is why they don't get why 10 and Rose as a cautionary tale is a thing. I think they get to a degree the more immediate effects of the 10/Rose duo, e.g. how it affects Mickey and Jackie, but not the bigger picture.

But if you have seen Torchwood, I honestly don't know why anyone would ship 10 and Rose, or at least only give the ship space to actually acknowledge the gravity of their actions.

Now, most of the responsibility falls on the Doctor's shoulders here, not Rose, but at the end of the day, the insitute was founded to defend from alien *threat.* The Queen's impression of the Doctor was of someone who could not someone to be trusted. Now, we've seen people mistrust him off of one meeting, but it's doubly bad when Rose is involved because the companion is supposed to be the moral compass.

Captain Jack was the one who rebuilt it in Wales. Which is a whole can of worms in itself, because what did it say that someone who essentially was turned into a freak of nature who could not die (10 romanticises it by saying the final act of the Time War was life before hastily saying she couldn't control it and therefore Jack was stuck because of it) and was forced to work there, to the point where his morals began to erode and after the death of all the Torchwood members in the 90s, finally is free. He then proceeds to work with operatives while Torchwood One in London thrives and drives the city towards disaster. The Doctor interferes again and deposes Harriet - and who gave him the right? He's too arrogant and self righteous for his own good and highkey proved Yvonne Hartman right here.

I don't wanna make this ask longer than it is but honestly that's my answer. They didn't force Torchwood to act the way it did, but they are the root cause of it.

The Tenth Doctor and Rose's legacy is Torchwood. It affects every companion also (Martha and Adeola, Donna and HC Clements) and shapes everything but the show will be damned if they ever addressed this.

#doctor who #martha jones #tenth doctor #10th doctor #harriet jonee #torchwood #yvonna hartman #donna noble #captain jack harkness #ianto jones

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the-bi-library · 5 months

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Here is the part two of my bisexual BIPOC books posts!

Part 1 here

Books listed:

I Feed Her to the Beast and the Beast Is Me by Jamison Shea The Relic Spell: Book 1 of the Phyrian War Chronicles by Jimena I. Novaro The Warlock Snare by Jimena I. Novaro Highly Suspicious and Unfairly Cute by Talia Hibbert The Aurora Circus by Viano Oniomoh Rescues and the Rhyssa by T. S. Porter Far Sector by N. K. Jemisin and Jamal Campbell Xeni by Rebekah Weatherspoon Flip the Script by Lyla Lee A Scatter of Light by Malinda Lo The Space Between Worlds by Micaiah Johnson Shatterproof by Xen Sanders The Fall of Whit Rivera by Crystal Maldonado Scavenge the Stars by Tara Sim Zara Hossain Is Here by Sabina Khan When Tara Met Farah by Tara Pammi Royally Yours by Everly James For Sizakele by Yvonne Fly Onakeme Etaghene More To Love by Georgina Kiersten False Hearts by Laura Lam Babel-17 by Samuel R. Delany Tim Te Maro and the Subterranean Heartsick Blues by H. S. Valley Ace of Shades by Amanda Foody Becoming Dinah by Kit de Waal Caught in a Bad Fauxmance by Elle Gonzalez Rose The Black Veins by Ashia Monet Hearton by Amy Jo Cousins

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livelaughwhump · 3 months

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Worthless - Part 21

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Content: mention of past captivity, briefly implied past noncon, emotional breakdown, dissociation, former pet whumpee

If I missed any content warnings, please let me know

Elliot stared blankly into the fire, watching the flames dance and crackle and reduce the wooden logs to ash. A warm towel, fresh out of the dryer, was wrapped around his shoulders and a fluffy pillow was positioned beneath him as he sat before the fireplace. Elliot could hear hot water filling the tub from the bathroom, but the sound was distant and muffled and Elliot didn't pay it much mind.

Despite being sat in front of the fire, Elliot was still shivering. His sopping wet clothes clung to his underweight body and the snow in his hair melted and dripped down his face. He could hear people talking all around him, but his mind was too fuzzy and muddled to listen. His eyelids were heavy and his body felt weak and useless.

Elliot's thoughts were stuck in a loop, replaying the events of the past few hours over and over, unending. The warmth of the towel began to disappear the longer it was wrapped around Elliot's half-frozen body, but he barely noticed. He was used to the cold.

Yvonne slowly kneeled down beside him, careful not to startle him. "Elliot, darling? Would you like some hot tea? It might warm you up."

Elliot slowly turned his head to face her, but he wasn't fully present, and Yvonne could tell.

Yvonne set the mug down in front of him and gave him a warm smile. "I'm making soup for dinner. That might help too, if you want some."

Elliot didn't respond. Instead, he turned his gaze back onto the fire, letting the damp towel slip from his shoulders.

Yvonne frowned. "Love, is there anything you wanna talk about? No one here is going to judge you for what happened, if anything did happen."

Elliot didn't move.

"Yvonne," Karine said. "Just give him some space. He's probably dealing with a lot right now."

Yvonne sighed and stood up, leaving the mug of tea in front of Elliot. She motioned Karine into the kitchen, where Landon and Colleen were sitting at the table. Colleen had her arm wrapped around her brother as he laid his head on her shoulder.

Yvonne glanced back at Elliot from the doorway before she turned to Karine and said, "He hasn't said a word since we got back, Kar. I'm just worried about him."

Colleen looked up at them from her seat at the table, but didn't offer any input.

Karine nodded. "We're all worried, Yve, but he was just kidnapped again. We don't know what that creep did to him."

"Broderick said he didn't have any injuries, except for a couple minor scrapes and bruises," Yvonne pointed out.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he wasn't hurt some—" Karine glanced in Colleen's direction and then lowered her voice. "—some other way."

Yvonne rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I know, but what do you think I was trying to do? I just wanted to see if he'd open up a little. I wasn't trying to press him for details."

Karine sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Look, Yvonne, let's wait to interrogate him until after he warms up, okay?"

Yvonne grimaced. "What is it with you and coming down on me whenever I try to help him? Do you think you and Lyra are the only ones who can help him? I practically raised four of my siblings. I think I know what I'm doing."

Karine started to massage her temples. "Yvonne, can we please save this conversation for another time? I have work to do."

"What kind of work is more important than helping Elliot?"

"Nothing is more important than helping Elliot!" Karine shouted. Yvonne's eyes went round as she took in the force behind Karine's words. Colleen and Landon now both fixed their gazes onto Karine. They could all recognize the fury in Karine's eyes after she returned from interrogating Elliot's attacker, but she'd clearly been trying to hold it in.

Karine took a deep breath to regain her composure. "I'm sorry. I just don't want to smother him. The poor kid's been through enough. Let's just let him work through this on his own time. Like I said, we don't know what that man did to him."

Yvonne nodded. "I understand, Kar, I do. But he went through so much and had to deal with all of it all by himself. He's not alone anymore, though. He shouldn't have to deal with this by himself."

Karine suddenly looked exhausted. She ran a hand through her long, greasy hair and sighed heavily. "Fine. Do what you think is best. Just please be gentle."

The corner of Yvonne's mouth turned up. "I'll do my best."

. . .

Once Elliot was bathed and dressed in warm, dry pajamas, he sat on the couch beside Yvonne as she read to him from one of the many books she owned. The moment he'd been dressed, he was handed a fresh cup of tea, wrapped in a fluffy blanket, and sat on the couch in front of the fire. He didn't protest to any of it. He didn't have the strength, nor the energy, to do anything but let his body be moved and washed and dressed, like some kind of soulless doll.

Elliot could hardly pay attention to the words Yvonne was reading. His eyes remained trained on his cup of tea as he watched it slowly cool, not taking a single sip. The sun began to set, bathing the house in shadows. The fire helped to dry his damp hair and warm his frigid bones.

As Yvonne finished the chapter she was on, she looked up at him with concern in her eyes. "Did you enjoy that chapter, love?" His slow nod was almost robotic, like an involuntary response to a question he didn't even hear. Yvonne didn't know what to do. "Would you like me to read the next one?" Another robotic nod was all she got in response. Yvonne sighed, marking her spot in the book before closing it and setting it to the side. "Elliot, darling? Are you okay?"

She waited patiently for any kind of response, though she really didn't expect one. There was a glisten on his cheek, but it was gone as quickly as it had appeared. It was so brief that Yvonne wasn't even sure she had really seen it. Perhaps she was so desperate for any kind of response from him that her mind had started conjuring up its own.

Then, there was another one, and another. Yvonne tilted her head to get a better view of his face, and her heart dropped at the sight of the silent tears trickling steadily down his sunken cheeks. Her eyes widened as he slowly shook his head in response to her question. "Wh-Where's L-Lyra?" His soft, trembling voice asked.

"They're resting," Yvonne said. "They wanted to be here for you, but Karine wouldn't let them. They were exhausted and they wouldn't eat. They're okay, though. I promise."

Elliot choked on the sobs in his throat, a pathetic squeak coming out instead. "I-I'm so sorry." With those words, his walls completely broke down and tears burst from his ocean blue eyes, sobs erupting from his sore throat. He buried his face in his shaking hands, unable to quell the trembling of his muscles.

Yvonne scooted slightly closer to him, careful to still keep her distance. "Oh, darling. It's not your fault. You did nothing wrong." Elliot continued to weep, his chest and shoulders heaving all the while. Yvonne wanted to hug him, but she couldn't bring herself to invade his space without his permission. He'd experienced enough of that in his lifetime and she wouldn't disrespect his boundaries.

The concerned faces of Landon, Colleen, and Karine appeared in the doorway of the kitchen. Karine looked about ready rip Yvonne apart, but Yvonne paid them no attention, her focus trained on the sobbing boy to her left.

"Elliot?" She said gently. "Do you need a hug?" Almost instantly, he lifted his face from between his hands and reached out for her. Yvonne quickly wrapped him in a strong, warm embrace. She carded her fingers through his hair and rocked him back and forth. "Shh," she cooed. "You're okay. You're safe now, you're home. I've got you, love. I've got you."

Yvonne glanced up at where Karine was staring at her from the kitchen. Her facial expression softened as she watched Elliot melt in Yvonne's arms.

Yvonne glanced at the forgotten mug of cold tea on the coffee table and mouthed to Karine, Please, heat up his tea.

Karine nodded and quietly drifted over to them. She stared at Elliot's back with grief in her eyes as she took his tea back to the kitchen.

Yvonne rubbed Elliot's back. "Darling? Do you wanna talk about anything? I'm here if you do." Elliot shook his head. "That's okay. I've got you. I won't let go until you say the word."

"I'm-I'm so s-sorry," he repeated, his voice muffled against her shoulder.

Yvonne gently shushed him. "It's okay. You have nothing to apologize for."

"B-But..."

"Shh, it's okay. No one here blames you for any of this. We don't know how that man got to you, but getting kidnapped again is not your fault."

Elliot lifted his tear-stained face from Yvonne's shoulder and looked at her with wide, bloodshot eyes. "I-I wasn't k-kidnapped."

Karine paused in the doorway with Elliot's tea in hand when she heard that. Yvonne motioned for her to set it on the coffee table as she said, "What do you mean, love?"

"I-I wasn't kidnapped," Elliot repeated. His face turned bright red and he averted his eyes as he said, "I-I r-ran away."

A new worthless chapter that didn't take a million years to come out?! Shocking, I know.

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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