Being Black in America is hard as hell. Being a Black woman in America is indescribable. Somehow we manage everyday to wake up, care for our families, men, co-workers, pets, neighbors, neighborhoods and ourselves all the while working, cooking, cleaning, birthing, achieving, building, growing, praying and maintaining. We do all of this with confidence, beauty, compassion and control. The essence of a Black woman is so effervescent, unique and marvelous that we truly have no choice but to deem ourselves magical.
Indeed, we are magic. We pull off the impossible in the face of the unbelievable everyday. But, that does not mean that we don’t still need to be reminded of the beauty that we hold on the inside and out. This effortless, breezy, carefree appeal does not come without work, tears, strength, unlike any other.
Black womanhood is fascinating and celebratory but our everyday lives detract from this. We live in a world that is marked with negativity, injustice, deterioration. This is not to say that the silver linings do not exist, just that sometimes, we have to search harder for them. Like a needle in a haystack, or whatever other cliche you might like, it can be burdensome finding the positivity and upliftment we need to continue on. In a time where simply existing can feel exhausting, the short film, Dear Black Girl, is a dose of truth and feel-good that we need.
Created by Nikia Phoenix, Dear Black Girl is a “short film celebrating the beauty of black womanhood.” The 2 minute film gives us visuals of four beautiful black women – Nikia Phoenix, Eromomen, Jana Hatcher and Myra Hasson – doing what Black girls do best: being beautiful. In the background Nikia recites a celebratory love poem that reminds us all that we are created from love, to be loved and are beautiful.
Black women, we are enough. We are beautiful. We are loved.