Addiction is a Family Disease

I’ve been a little quiet over the last few days, because it was my late brothers birthday on the 7th of September. After many years of substance abuse, he died aged 46.
Many of us don’t understand addiction, and are quick to judge those who act out with drink, drugs, food, sex or any other behaviours that sabotage our ability to show up and shine in our greatness.
For black folks, addiction is a cultural disease rooted in a desperate need to escape the vulnerability of our blackness. We carry the scars of slavery and todays oppression which vilifies our melanin magic.
Without a revolutionary program of gentleness, healing and compassion, our people will continue to recycle their pain by hurting ourselves and each other.
The last conversation I had with my brother was painful because he was high and incoherent.
I felt powerless over his suffering.
I was scared of getting THAT phone call. That my sobriety could not save him.
In recovery, I learned to let go of the guilt of not being able to end his misery. Today, I honor him by sharing the power of racial sobriety with those who are willing and able to do the work.
Healing begins when we accept that we cannot control how others choose to manage their pain. We let go of trying to save those we love, and focus on healing ourselves.
Today, I will not abandon myself in the compulsive need to rescue others. My recovery and healing must always come first.
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 In this previous podcast, I  talk more openly about my brothers addiction and how his death continues to keep me sober and serving the community.

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Letting Go

Wassup September!

I love the beginning of each month.

It’s the Creator’s way of reminding us that’s it’s OK to restart, refresh and realign the compassionate path we’re travelling back home to ourselves.

In September, we know autumn is all about the ground being covered in glorious shades of red and brown from trees letting go of the leaves to cleanse themselves and nourish the earth.

This grand act of mama natures love, also teaches us the importance of letting go of the behaviours that don’t serve us and transform them into lessons of wisdom.

Today, I will remember that the power that transforms each season, is also my Higher Self. I can use it’s strength and tenderness to step into the wonder of today, tomorrow and beyond.

Till next time,

With Blackalicious love.

June x

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Fill Your Cup

Today’s #sundayserenity,

Many of us are dry vessels desperately waiting, hoping and pleading with unavailable loved ones to fill us up. We share our pain, our emptiness and struggle hoping their response will make us feel worthy, whole and nourished.

This painful yearning cycle means our happiness always remains in the hands of others. Unchecked, our unmet needs seed anger, resentment and shame.

As we heal from within, we learn how to replenish our own inner well. In embracing our Higher self and the wisdom of our ancestors, we find an oasis of melanin love, self compassion and confidence that has always been at our core.

Just for today, I will remember that I am responsible for my nourishment, my greatness, my black girl joy. In this moment, I will chose actions that nurture my Highest Self.

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What does self love feel like?

How many times do you hear how important it is to love yourself? Do you know how to love yourself and what it feels like?
In today’s Sunday serenity, I share simple ways to love yourself along with my experience of what it feels like. In honoring Marcus Garvey’s Birthday this week, I also talk about the power of cultural self love.
Today is also the last day to get your discounted Garvey goodies to heal, empower and inspire! There’s also a free webclass with 5 ways to honor Marcus Garvey’s Legacy today! Offers end at midnight tonight London time. Get them here.
 

Happy Birthday Marcus Garvey!

 

Marcus Garvey, the grandfather of pan Africanism celebrates his birthday on the 17th August
and I’m out here flying my virtual RGB flag! Whoop! Whoop!

Marcus Mosiah Garvey Sr. and Sarah Anne Richards gave birth to him in St Ann’s Bay,
Jamaica in 1887, the youngest of 11 children. The principles of Garveyism were all about
empowering black people to do for self and be proud of their blackness.

It’s fascinating to learn that this grandson of a slave would rise up and inspire millions of
black people around the world to rise up and stand in their greatness, all without social
media!  I’m excited to be celebrating his achievements by sharing resources
to honor his legacy for your sobriety and continued empowerment.

Go to www.garvey.juneallen.net to download a free webclass, 5 ways to honor his legacy today.

 

Do Your Children Trigger You?

Do you light up when your child/ren come into the room or do you often feel irritated?

Every time the summer break arrives, I hear alot of parents struggling with spending so much extra time with their child/ren.

Is this you? #Nojudgement

For years I secretly dreaded the summer because I knew I’d be confronted with parenting pain I wasn’t ready to face.

In recovery, I learned that the reason my daughter triggered me so much had nothing to do with her behavior.

Every act of closeness triggered the child in me that was unhealed, unheard and desperate to feel loved.

If we’re wiling, our children’s presence can provide powerful opportunities for us to see where we still need healing.

If we want to be mothers who are present and emotionally available, it’s important that our inner/Higher Parent looks after our inner wounded child.

Just for today, I will be mindful of how I talk to my inner child. When I am kind and loving to myself, this is mirrored in how I love my child/ren.

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I have a compassionate training for wounded daughters with exploration and tools for loving your children when your mother couldn’t love you. Find out more at:

www.mothers.juneallen.net

Are You Emancipated and Independent?

The 1st of August was Emancipation Day and today is the day Jamaica became Independent. Both days mark the so called ‘freedom’ of our ancestors from colonial bondage. As these dates declare our freedom on paper, many of us remain in psychological bondage because we still carry the wounds that were not healed during slavery.
Whilst white supremacy continues to refine itself to maintain power, you also have more opportunities to chose how you respond. Emancipation no longer remains in the hands of those committed to our destruction, but in the way we chose to honor ourselves and our communities.
Are you committed to your pain or your power? Are you willing to do the internal work your ancestors couldn’t?Today, with compassion, patience and courage, I will remember that I have the power to emancipate myself from mental slavery.
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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.
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Courage

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.