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Affirmations for Strength and Boundaries Around Black Women’s Humanity: Rooted in Baldwin’s Wisdom

"We can disagree and still love each other, unless your disagreement is rooted in my oppression and denial of my humanity and right to exist." -Jame

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“We can disagree and still love each other, unless your disagreement is rooted in my oppression

and denial of my humanity and right to exist.”

-James Baldwin

 

🔥 Soulful Affirmations Rooted in Sacred Love of Black Women


  • I will not call oppression “a difference of opinion.” My spirit is too mighty to shrink to that small.

  • Love is not love when it asks me to deny my own existence rooted in divinely created love and reality. My love is strong, but so is my boundary.

  • I rise each day with the certainty that my humanity is not negotiable.

  • Where others build walls of hatred, I build altars of truth. My voice is my offering.

  • I am not here to beg for belonging. I belong because I am.

  • Disagreement ends where my dignity begins. The line is drawn in my soul, and it cannot be erased.

  • To live in my truth is to honor every ancestor who refused to bow, every child yet to be born who deserves to stand tall.

  • My love is fierce—it heals, it nurtures, it builds. But it will never coddle cruelty or embrace erasure.

  • When they call my survival “controversial,” I answer with thunder: My existence is not up for debate.

  • I walk with rhythm, I breathe with grace, I move with the certainty that justice has always been the most soulful groove.

  • I am not obligated to smile at the hand that strikes me. My joy is reserved for those who honor my being. Because it must be mutual, you understand. 

  • Love without justice is counterfeit. I walk only with the real thing.

  • I do not confuse silence with peace. My voice is peace, my truth is peace, my freedom is peace.

  • They may try to name me “angry,” “bitter,” or “difficult,” but my name is carved in stone: Survivor, Dreamer, Child of God.

  • My spirit will not bend to make oppression comfortable. My song will not soften to make hatred palatable.

  • I know this: the earth has been turning on the power of people who refused to disappear. I am one of them.

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