How did you discover ser negra (being black)? Making the transition from brown to black

Black Brazil Today


Note from BW of Brazil: The question in the title of today’s piece may seem ridiculous to some: How did you discover ser negra (being black)? But is this really such a simple question? There are so many perspectives to consider here. Are we speaking of only a a skin color? Are we speaking of an acknowledgement of one’s connection to the African continent? Are we speaking of a political identity? Whether we are speaking of persons who live in Brazil, the United States, Australia, the Philippines, Melanesia, Iraq or the African continent itself, we find people who consider themselves or have been classified as black. But do all of these peoples have the same understanding of what that means? When an 8-year child in any of these areas of the world wakes up and looks in a mirror and sees his or her brown or black skin, that child may know…

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A white man is writing your story at this moment.



The man that controls your history controls your future. When a person is miss educated, the idea he has about himself will be based on the miseducation.

A white man has told you that you are inferior, you are a slave, you are not intelligent, he has created your subconscious. Your actions and the way you perceive yourself then determine how you operate in life. As a black person you can’t self-actualise if you are conforming to the standard a white man has set. Am saying this to say, white people have created the narrative and we look up to this narrative as the standard. Mind you this narrative is faulty and fraudulent.

Most of us do not want to challenge what we have been taught; rather we want to integrate into a system that was not made for black people or people of colour, and “show…

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She was not a white woman. She was not a Greek…



The black woman is the most attacked woman on the planet. Yet she is the only woman that deserves the most adoration and respect. If we argue that, “we were created in God’s image” and scientist have proven that all human genetic DNA traces back to one African woman, that would mean the black woman is a direct descendant of the creator of the universe and that creator is a great black woman.

I know the media constantly says black women aint shit. This is a very bad representation especially for young black women who are growing up and don’t know any better. That is why as parents, sisters, aunties we should have the capability and equipped to tell and show young ladies that this “black women aint shit” paradigm is just a white man’s propaganda. The reason I am focusing on women in this article is because women have to…

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True Beauty Tuesday :MBIB “Imagine A Future” Full Documentary Official

My mission in life is to uplift my sisters using the medium of the media. The world will not show you that you are beautiful, talented, or smart, but let me tell you something if you don’t hear it from anyone I want you to hear it from me. You are beautiful! I value you!

Sometimes the most powerful thing you can do is share the knowledge. Please watch the video below it is amazing and powerful. If you ever doubt your beauty, talent, and value please reach out because I do care for HUE

 Check out the My Black is Beautiful website, Facebook,  Twitter, and Instagram. for more great information.


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I would love to meet YOU.


With LOVE & RESPECT from me to HUE,


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Emily D. West: The Legendary Yellow Rose of Texas


A few months back (I think it was April), the history channel aired Texas Rising, a 10-hour series that detailed the Texas Revolution and the establishing of the Texas Rangers. It was the airing of this series in which I learned of a Black Biracial woman by the name of Emily D. West (sometimes mistaken as Emily Morgan; played by British Actress Cynthia Addai-Robinson). She was the inspiration behind the American traditional folk song, “The Yellow Rose of Texas” which was written by an unidentified Black Man who is said to be her long lost love. I never heard of Emily nor the song, a Black Love song, until I watched the series. I found this bit of HER-story interesting and like to share it with you all. 

Cynthia Addai-Robinson as Emily West

Actress Cynthia Addai-Robinson (Emily D. West)

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After having her second child, Taís Araújo shows her sexy side; actress set to return to TV alongside her actor husband with whom she is celebrating a 10 year union

Black Brazil Today

Actress Taís Araújo with husband, actor Lázaro Ramos Actress Taís Araújo with husband, actor Lázaro Ramos

Note from BW of Brazil: Actress Taís Araújo has been a frequent feature over the years here on the blog. And for good reason. The woman remains stunning, has a long list of firsts under her belt, is one of the most prominent Afro-Brazilians in the media and is married to another top black actor, Lázaro Ramos, with whom she is celebrating 10 years of union. This union has recently produced the couple’s second child and to top all of that off, the couple will appear together again onscreen in another television series! Needless to say, things are set to take off for Taís once again! Now 36, the actress stunned many when she returned to her pre-pregancy shape only months after giving birth for the second time. Perhaps in celebration of this, the actress also posed for a number of sexy photos that…

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Don’t believe the hype


Don’t Believe The Hype! According to the CDC (National Center For Disease Control) Black Men are more prevalent in their children’s lives. In fact Black fathers spend more time in their children’s day-to-day lives than dads from ANY other racial groups, defying stereotypes about black fatherhood.

via Powerful Black Stories. By Heru G. Duenas