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The middle school I attended was steeped in the kwanzaa tradition. From the names of our class groups, to the call-and-response affirmation that got students motivated for the day, I was immersed in an atmosphere that encouraged me to learn about and love who I was and where I came from. I was even a dancer at the Kwanzaa family celebrations held during this time of year.  At the time, I simply loved dancing, but the performance was a piece of a greater whole. Now, a decade later, I have found myself trying to reconnect to these traditions. It started a couple of weeks ago when I was looking through Maya Angelou's website. I learned of a documentary titled The Black Candle that she narrates which details the history and traditions of Kwanzaa. In reading through the seven principles of Kwanzaa, I was immediately taken back to my middle school experience, where Kuumba, Umoja, and Nia were the names of the teams in which we were divided. Once I began walking down memory lane, it was hard to get off of it!

Part of that trip involved reacquainting myself with the purpose of Kwanzaa. In reading different websites, including the official Kwanzaa website, I was reminded that Kwanzaa is a seven day celebration from Dec 26th-January 1st. Each day is dedicated to one of the seven principles--(Unity (Umoja), Self-Determination (Kujichagulia), Collective Work and Responsibility (Ujima), Cooperative Economics (Ujamaa), Purpose (Nia), Creativity (Kuumba), Faith (Imani)-- geared toward improving community and family life. There are also key symbols, including seven candles, one lit for each day. The final day of Kwanzaa is the day of meditation where people are encouraged to reflect on their lives and where they want to go. As I am all about self-reflection, I was struck by this part of the tradition and how it coincides with the first day of the new year. Perfect timing. Thinking about your personal answers to the key three questions, "Who am I?", "Am I really who I say I am?" "Am I all that I ought to be?" on the first day of the year has the potential to help you set goals for the rest of the year to work toward. Love it! This was the jist of what I took from my research, but I encourage you all to tune into The Black Candle as I hope to do this week. It is being screening on STARZ on cable at these times. Also, find a Kwanzaa celebration in your area and go to it! I used to love dancing, particularly for the clothes we used to wear. The colors were beautiful, and, of course, I was doing my thing! :) I was more than pleased to find out about Kwanzaa 2012: First Fruits of the Harvest at the American Museum of Natural History this Saturday! I plan to go. Will I see you there? What are your plans for this week?

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