None but ourselves can free our mind
Happy Passover y’all. Tin and I had our matzo and talked about when the Jewish people were slaves in Egypt and how they fled and didn’t have time for the bread to rise and so that is why we eat matzo to remember. He’s four and basically now knows that his ancestors and his mother’s ancestors have been slaves at one point in history. I wrote about it in my blog on race and parenting.
I was at Zumba and wanted to play Bob Marley’s Redemption Song, which always just brings me to my knees, but my music was not on my iPhone because the phone had gone kaput earlier in the day. My music is still copying over – this could take all night – so I’ll leave you with this beautiful acoustic version of it and remember to emancipate yourself from mental slavery every chance you get: