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Black Birthing Stories Matter

Visual StorytellingArvia WalkerComment

Sitting here going through the images of my dear friend Kristianna giving birth, I have an overwhelming feeling of gratitude and admiration for this woman.  Being able to capture such an incredibly sacred and spiritual moment in my friend's life reaffirmed for me the need for black women to share our stories, boldly and unapologetically. 

As a person that doesn't have children, watching her, listening to her be so candid and actually being able to be in the room with Kristy and her family and loved ones, was one of the most powerful experiences I've ever had. Honestly, up until now, I've been super afraid of pregnancy and childbirth.  I'm assuming that this is due to my lack of knowledge around what would happen to my mind/body/spirit during pregnancy, labor, and delivery. 

You hear stories of when people go into labor, sometimes it's something funny like, "Oh I was sitting at a restaurant and my water broke all over the floor," or you'll hear little stories about the way your body changes. For me, I can't remember hearing any stories from people that were detailed and honest accounts.  

We live in a society that functions off of fear and isolation as a form of control. The one thing fear hates is to have a light shined on it because once we see it, all there is left to do is conquer it. Kristy is out here with a flashlight and giving us all light and hope.

My friend opened up her life to the world, she showed us and is continuing to show us how important it is to tell your story so that others can see themselves. She is pushing back on societies narratives about black mothers birthing. 

Again, I am so grateful. There are very few moments in life that have taken my breath away. Here's Kristy's birthing story...

Make sure you check out Kristianna's blog, "The Curl-Less Journey" to read about her journey!

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I'll be loving you...

Visual StorytellingArvia WalkerComment
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...and as I look down the aisle I took one last gaze into a distance so near and I rejoice— for what he sent to tear us apart only grew into a tight right fist raised to the heavens, a stronger embrace that serves as my earthly protection, a village who camps around us to rejoice in the power of ONE. Now with tears shed, lips locked and hands raised we surrender an unspoken nod, affirming ANOTHER VICTORY WON.
— Whitney Wilfred

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Hartford, CT
August 31, 2017

On a sunny, summer evening, in a church filled with laughter and love, I was able to witness the saying, "Love Conquers All." I haven't had many opportunities in my life to see what unconditional love looks like. But in that church, on that evening, while this couple was being born into something new; my heart began remember a familiar song.

The doors of the church opened and we awaited the bride to walk down the aisle.  A ballad rendition of Stevie Wonder's, "As," was being sung in a duet and there wasn't a dry eye in the building.  In that moment, the universe affirmed...Black Love is real, Black love heals, Black love is revolutionary.


"Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky...."
"Until the ocean covers every mountain high..."

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"Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea..."
"Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream..."

"Until the day is night and night becomes a day..."

"Until the trees and seas just up and fly away..."

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"I'll be loving you...always"

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