Racism is a Spiritual Disease.

Before attending one of my recovery meetings, I found racist abuse all over it’s poster because it was a closed space for folks who identify as people of color.
Keeping this boundary is an important part of keeping the space safe for members to share their truth and minimise racial codependency (code switching) if white people attended.
At first I felt shock. Although I understand intellectually that I’m a black women living under the system of racism, it’s always painful when I experience it so overtly.
It’s especially hard in the recovery space, where people are there to heal, not to have to deal with more abuse. I shared what happened with the group and went straight into sharing my experience, strength and hope in what was a powerful meeting.
It was only when I returned home that I was really able to reflect on what happened and understood the power of racial sobriety.
Before recovery, racist abuse sent me straight into a shame spiral, doing whatever was necessary to stuff down my feelings, minimise the abuse and keep myself small around white people.
Today, I understand that racism is an addiction to power. A spiritual disease where white supremacists have so much self loathing, that they must act it out through oppressing those who trigger any reminder of their whiteness.
In this moment, I will remember that what others think about my skin tone is none of my business. I do not have to absorb their toxic projections, and have the right to set the appropriate boundaries that will keep me safe.
I am a precious child of God, deserving of all things good, abundant and peaceful.
And so it is.
If you’ve experienced racism in the recovery rooms, you can download my free masterclass at www.sobriety.juneallen.net


Courage builds character. It’s a revolutionary love that drives our actions through fear. Courage comes from the Latin word cor which means heart, and doing the heartwork is what seeds miracles.

With a legacy where pain is fused with identity, healing is damn, hard work. We need the courage to face ourselves, to ask for help, to stop keeping the secrets that keep us sick, to love and be loved by those who, on the outside, mirror those who brought us the most pain.

Through the years of vicious self hate, I absorbed the pain of others. I blamed myself for the abuse and deprived myself of the right to thrive in love.

With courage as my superpower, I found the strength to break the patterns passed from massa’s cruel plantations. As I built a village with those who healed before me, I was able to love on my people in a way I never thought possible.   

Sometimes, the best version of ourselves can only shine under pressure, and courage, like coal, makes diamonds.


Enjoy this piece? It’s taken from a free ebook which you can download at:  7 Steps to Unlock Your Sista Superpowers.

The Power of Solitude

In a world that rewards the hustle,

many feel that solitude is wasted time.

As superwomen, we werk our capes

and ram each ‘should’ and ‘have to,’

in what little, precious time our days will bare.

Solitude honours the truth.

It lifts the veil on how we feel about ourselves when no one’s watching.

She doesn’t lie, or tell us what we want to hear.

She’ll open the window on toxic fantasy

and hold up the mirror which demands empathy.

This superpower serves it straight.

I suffered with chronic doing for years to avoid the backlog of pain I carried beneath it.

I was scared of what I would feel, if I allowed myself to pause.

When I gave myself permission to face the quiet,

it was a relief to let the sacred, stillness, speak.

Solitude is the superpower that calms the storm between our humanity and our spirituality.

In the Sacred Sista Reset Experience, I share a simple tool to nurture this relationship.

As we honor its presence, we’ll move from anorexic isolation to honoring our divinity.


Enjoy this piece? It’s taken from a free ebook which you can download at:  7 Steps to Unlock Your Sista Superpowers.