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Welcome
Pull up a chair, sis. You made it to the table.
This is Life’s Gumbo, where we do systems talk and sisterhood, the Spice and the substance, twice a week. Sundays, I pour you a full bowl: stories worth your time, a Black woman worth knowing, something useful to carry with you, and The Spice, my own take on what it all means.
Let me be honest before we dig in: today’s pot runs deep before it runs sweet. We start somewhere tender, because that’s usually where the truth is hiding. But I don’t leave you in the heavy — there’s rest down there too, a little joy, something free with your name on it, and a way to show up for Charlotte if you’re moved.
So take what you need. Come back for the rest when you’re ready.
Let me pour you a bowl. 🤎
A gentle heads-up: today’s Spice touches the death of a child and a mother’s exhaustion. If that feels tender right now, scroll gently — the softer things are further down, and they’ll be here when you’re ready.
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The Spice · My Take
Baby, I’m Ti’ed: What Black Women Understood in Deja Coleman’s Story
When the story broke — a mother, a hospital shift, a baby left in the back seat for nine hours — a lot of people asked, how could she? The Black women in the comments asked something different. They weren’t excusing it. They recognized it. They know the kind of tired that lives three steps ahead of your own body.
Here’s where my work as a human-systems strategist meets that recognition: the real question isn’t how could a mother forget her child. It’s why was one overwhelmed woman the only safeguard in the whole system? No absent-child alert. No car-seat reminder. No second interruption. One human mind, holding a life together with no backup — until it couldn’t.
That’s not a character flaw. That’s a design failure we keep asking Black women to absorb.
Read the full post — including the questions I think we all have to sit with, and the research behind why so many of us didn’t have to ask how.
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What’s in the Pot
The patterns we were molded into — @famimind_ on Instagram The apologizing when you did nothing wrong. Scanning the room to stay safe. Guilt for resting. The “independence” that was really nobody coming to help. This post named it, and I saw so many of us in it. None of that is your personality — it’s what the system built, passed down from our households to the world. This is why my work in systems, with Black women, is my ministry. We’ll be pulling this thread all season.
Something soft to pick back up — Most anticipated books by women of color, fall 2026 (Electric Literature) After you put the load down, this is what you pick up instead: new fiction, memoir, and poetry to stack on the nightstand as the weather turns. Consider it permission to spend an hour that’s only yours.
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Take yourself out this fall
Fall in Love with Yourself — Solo Date Ideas (free e-book)
You just spent this whole issue reading about how much you carry for everyone else. So here’s the invitation: take yourself out. No one to feed, no one to fix — just you, and a season made for falling back in love with your own company.
It’s free, it’s yours, and there’s more where it came from.
Browse the full SoulMed Downloads hub
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Put Her on Your Radar
Renee Ayo Williams — founder of CycleSync
The doctors don’t always listen. So she built something that does. Renee Ayo Williams is a Black scientist who created an AI, privacy-first health platform to protect Black women from medical dismissal across pregnancy, postpartum, and menopause. Remember that “second safeguard” I said we deserve? This is one — for the body, built by one of us.
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Get Curious
I wrote this down one hard day and kept it, because I think it belongs to more of us than just me:
“It’s hard out here in these American dream streets … especially for Black women.”
So sit with this: What has the American dream asked you to carry that it never promised to carry back, and who taught you that carrying it was the price of belonging?
Hit reply and tell me. I read them.
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From My Kitchen
EXHALE — pause, reflect, exhale
We spent this issue naming how much we carry. This is where you set something down. EXHALE is my guided reflection to help you pause, name what’s out of alignment, recognize the patterns quietly shaping your decisions, and leave with one clear next step — in just a few minutes. It’s my ALIGN work, sized for a single breath.
→ Begin the Exhale
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On the Calendar · Black Charlotte
EJ Day Community Clean Up with SOL Nation Sat, Aug 29 · Historic West End
If naming the system is step one, gathering the table is step two. SOL Nation, a Black-women-founded and -led environmental justice organization, is putting its Sovereignty in Practice pillar to work with a community clean-up and tree mapping along the Beatties Ford Rd corridor. Held in honor of the Hurricane Katrina anniversary (Aug 25), which a 2022 Charlotte proclamation marks as Environmental Justice Day. It’s free, and they’ll have your gloves, vest, pick, and bags ready. Come show up for the West End in the flesh.
→ Sign up to volunteer
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Sign-off
That’s the first bowl. Thank you for pulling up a chair. it means everything that you’re here for the very first one.
If something in here resonated, share it with a sister who needs it too. And I’ll see you Wednesday for the Hawt Reads.
Take what you need. Come back when you’re ready.
— Brandi
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