I started selling food in college but it wasn't until 2015 that I took it seriously enough to do it professionally. In between that time, I had given birth to my daughter and worked numerous jobs within the banking industry. It did not take me long to realize that Corporate America is NOT for me. Once I began my professional journey, I took pride in getting the freshest and best ingredients from almost ANY local, Black business that I could find. That gave me the idea to start a local Black farm and have not stopped talking about it since. Fast forward to today, here we are!
My job at Duke University taught me "Life is a journey, not a destination", thank you for taking the time out of your day to join me. I'm just a Black woman trying to raise another one to see that she CAN chase her dreams ... every single purchase helps build my case.
Thank you in advance.
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If you've made it this far, I appreciate it and have one last thing for you to take with you before you go ... "Remember to grow through what you go through."
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“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
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The Farm is going to be a place where our ancestors will join us in our cheers to the good times.
The good times they fought for ... for us to cheers the day.
The day when we will gather on a large plot of land filled with enough plants and animals to feed us for generations.
Generations of Free Black Children will learn how to hunt, camp, fish, farm, and survive on that land.
That land ... that will bear the fruit that drips bittersweet nectar.
The nectar that's full of juices that reveal my tender loving care ... and run down your face and stick to the crease of your neck to remind you of all of my blood sweat and tears.
Tears I silently cried when I would spill my heart out to sincerely convey my message, for someone to laugh in my face and say,
"You're gonna start a farm?"
I’m gonna start a farm.