Black lives matter, goddamnit.

I met with a client this week. She is a black woman. I am a white woman. This is important later. Her home situation was becoming untenable, and I told her she needed to get all of her things from her home – where two relatives were staying – and move them to her apartment as soon as possible. I told her to get some sage and stones and some other stuff to help her prepare to walk into that house and get her shit and leave. She did. She got emotionally and spiritually ready, walked in to get her …