?THE CAROLINA TIMES Saturday, Aug. 26, 1972

YOURMIND VjL

AN ANSWER'TO OURPROBLEMS

IS WITHIN OUR INNER SELF SIByMUM___ By WILUAM THORPE

The way man has been com-

pelled to live has made him,

too often, lose sight of what

he came into this life to ac-

complish. The struggle for

existence has taken from him

the time he has needed to

get acquainted with his own

self, and to discover that he

has a God given power within

him which can bring him a

happiness of body and mind

of which he has not dreamed

possible.

while we may not realize it,our conscious mind has nocreative power. Its power ends

with its ability to hand over

to our subconscious its re-

actions and thoughts on mat-

ters of interest to us.

Our subconscious mind,

however, possesses unlimitedcreative power. It cannot

reason as I have mentioned,

since our reasoning faculty is

a function of our conscioiismind. Therefore, ifyour con-

scious mind has not guarded

you against a wrong mental

picture or thought, and has

passed it on to your subcon-

cious, your inner mind isn't

going to stop to question theill effect that the reproduc-

tion of this wrong mentalpicture may have upon youin your actual life. It is

going to turn its creative

power upon that mental pic-

ture and bring it into being.In other words, our inner or

subconscious mind producesideas and solutions for us,

plus serves as a memory store-

house of every mental pictureof every experience and feel-ings we have ever had. That'swhy we are just what we thinkand picture ourselves to be,no more and no less.

All of the unhappy expe-

rience we have had up to thispresent moment have beenbrought about because we

have either not been callingupon this creative power with-in us or we have been misusingit.

It has been through this

life experience that we'vebeen supposed to be awaken-

ed to the great possibilities

within us as was mentionedin my column last week. Al-

though we still seem to look

everywhere else for the an-

swer to our problems in lifeand not within ourselves. But

once we are convinced be-

yond all doubt, that this

creative power dwells within

us, we'll develop a courage

and a faith to be able to faceany condition in life, nomatter how difficult it may bewith a calmness and a con-

fidence of overcoming it.

Now, to make this plainso everyone can understandabout tuts creative power thatI have mentioned so much

about, relax yourself as you

read these facts about our-selves pertaining to the mind.

We can now see the im-portance of having an inner

mind which contains and re-veals all our God given powerand resources, that can be

reflected to our conscious

mind to be motivated in theworld without regard as to

how we put it into use.

We should know that we

actually have two separateand distinct minds.

At this point, it wouldbe wise not to try to under-

stand our inner mind to itsfullest, because it's almostlike trying to understand our

creator-God.

There is our consciousmind which deals with the

world we live in. Then there

is our inner or subconsciousmind which deals with the

vast, uncharted world within

ourselves.

We use our conscious mind

to do our reasoning; doubting,

guessing, wondering, and cal-

culating plus assimilating.

Therefore, everything upon

which we center the attentionof our conscious mind is re-

corded in the form of a men-

tal picture and passed on to

our inner mind, the subcon-

cious, where it is filed away

for future reference. And,

Finally, it's a blessing to

know that our inner self con-tains the knowledge of the

individual pattern in God's

great plan and will reveal it to

us once we look within our-selves for the right answer.Then once we can feel and

sense the presence of our crea-tor in our own mind andheart, we will know that weare never alone, and have withus, at all times, all the power

and wisdom we need to carry

us happily and successfully

along life's rough road.

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This talented designer has been showing with great

draw on the beauty andwarmth of hardwoods, manu-facturers will have to stop

, skimping on quality and givethe consumer what she'spaying for.

With English and Frenchdesigns the manufacturer is

1 going to be hard-pressed to1 substitute plastic or grain

printed imitations. But to besure, check the flat surfacesinvolved and look at the

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1 wood pores, which are apart of an authentic grain,it's probably genuine hard-wood. If the grain pattern

' repeats with machine-like, sterile consistency, lacks

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frequency more and moreFrench influences and haspicked the Louis XVI styleas a current favorite.

This is rather remarkablein itself because it shows adeepening interest in tra-ditional styles. For the lasttwo years there has been astrong revival of Englishfurniture which may ascribeto the fact that television,motion pictures, and thestage have all focused onEngland as if one giant con-spiracy was taking place.

Undoubtedly this Englishrevival will continue, butthe first soundings of moreclassical French are begin-ning to be heard. This isgoing to be a boon to thebuyer and a problem to themass manufacturer. Theheavy reliance on Mediter-ranean has invited the manu-facturer to substitute plasticparts for genuine hardwoodbecause the intricate carvedmoldings reduced the buy-er's awareness that plasticswere being substituted...us-ually without the customerbeing told.

With the accent on Englishand French periods, which

Maude Williams wanted to

find a dark hole and crawlinside and die quickly. She

was dumbfounded by Glady's

attitude. In all honesty, she

had not expected her friend

to give her a medal for the

information she had passed on

to her, but, she had not ex-

pected her friend to act like acat with a tin can tied to its

tail. And, if the "red-bone"persisted on telling her that

she was lying, she was goingto do her just like one does a

goose. Aside from feeling like

a fool, Maude was dreading thelong trek home in the colddarkness. She wished despara-

tely that she had not been so

loquacious before she was sure

of her transportation.

Gladys was banging things

and coughing up more invec-

tives than a whole kitchencrew can manage in a singlerush hour.

or, she might just grin goodnaturedly and think nothing.

"Ah-favor? Jest name it,honey."

"Maude, I will need a

cook?.""Ah-cook! I can't boil

water, girl.""You used to work for the

Bowens.""Mrs. George Ira Bowens?

I was so glad to drap that

burden that I ain't never once

looked back." Maude was farremoved from being happy

over being employed.

"I wouldn't think of scor-

ching and burning you outahbusiness, honey-chile."

"Forget I asked, Maude;"

Gladys was profoundly dis-

appointed but she made no

bones of her hurt. She hadbeen feeding frogs for snakesfor so long that she didn't

really mind another.

"Let's go home. I believe

I can really sleep." Gladys

sighed."I'll leave the dumb jack-

ass." Gladys hissed."Well, take it from an old

Jennyass, ah-piece-ah-man and

some confusion is bettah thanah-clean, quiet house withoutthe smell-of-ah-man in it."

Buster-Brown was slowstarting but once the jaunty

little car warmed up, it sped

cross town in a matter ofminutes.

Gladys was in no mood forplatitudes, however, she gave

some serious thought to what

the frightened womai was

"Ain't that Henry standing

on the porch, in his shirt

sleeves? I reckon his liquortole him to get some freshair."saying.

"If I don't leave him, I'llnever sleep with him again."Gladys remonstrated tearfully.

Maude busied her fingers

with clearing away cold supper

remains, putting everything in

place; "That's like throwing

the rabbit in th' briar patch.Ah-man can have his cake 'neat it too, if you start punish-

ing your lover. He can always

perish th' fever aftah he re-

lates a story about his oldlady keeping a closed-shop."

"Maude, you an your halftruths are giving me an awfulheadache." Gladys made no

attempt to hide her irritation."My half truths never

miss making other folks' pots

boil over l'm kind-ah scaredto risk th* whole thing."

Maude came on strong with

mirthless laughter.

"I'm in no laughing mood,Mrs. Williams?l want to

scream?fight?Gladys spoke

through clenched teeth.

"Maybe so." Gladys mur-

mured and wheeled Buster-Brown as close to the stepsof the Williams' front porch

as die could.Henry stepped off the low

porch and came to the car

window; "Howdy, Miss

Gladys," he said bowing hisbig head ceremonously.

Maude began once moretrying to explain why she

wouldn't be able to work forher, but Gladys rolled down

the window and began talking

to Henry; "Mr. Williams it is

too cold for you to be out-

side with no coat on?"Henry grinned, "I speck it

tis, Miss Gladys, but I gotso upset I ain't felt no cole-

just a numbness all ovah.""You was worried about

me, I bet." Maude interceded."Hush talking fool talk,

woman. What would I looklike worrying about you?"

"Don't git funny?honey?

I'll make you eat them very

words."Maude removed her coat

from the hook in the pantry,

"I think we've chewed th' fat

long enough. I'm going to do

for you what th' devil never

did.""Must you go now? I

wanted to ask a favor of you."

Gladys felt cold egg on her

face at this moment, but she

left it where it was, for betteror worse. Maude migtt de-

duce that she had turnedsweet suddenly because shewanted a big favor of her,

Henry ignored his prattlingwife; "as I was saying, Miss

Gladys?news 'rived not so long

ago that Paul Jefferies widowdied-."

Maude squalled out?"Ohmy God! Stand by me, Jesusin these dark hours of dist-ress?you is a just God 'nyou don't make no mistakes-

pore Effie?she is dead-Continued.

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MISS JANE PAGEIt was Sunday, a chrystal

clear day already threateningto reach soaring temperaturesbefore the setting of old Sol.

The approaching starting

time of the Sabbath School ac-celerated most of the childreninto a scamper. They were

wearing their Sunday, color-ful summer clothes, clean facesand sunny smiles; exchanging

cheerful greetings: robust,"hello theres." Then out of the

clear blue, you hear a greeting

that is extraordinary?unusual-

ly different; "Hi! Gee! Youare full of Charisma."

Charisma! Some of us are

endowed with it; but, most

of us are found wanting in thebalance. The positive vibra-

tions of the . word is electri-fying. And you go aboutyour task thinking about the

lovely greeting. "Charisma is

an extraordinary spiritual giftor grace to individuals for the

benefit of others." Slowlyyour thoughts tum fully to

the subject of Charisma and

the name of one person piercesthe fabrication of your thoughtpattern: Miss Jane Page.

Jane is a native of Durham;she has lived, loved, laughedand travailed in these red clay

hills for a goodly number ofyears; she attended DurhamCounty and City schools?agraduate of Hillside HighSchool. When she left highschool, her great ambition was

to become a musician?an ac-complished pianist but forvarious reasons her ambitiondid not manifest as she plan-ned. She took a correspon-

dence course in Nursing. A

career in nursing was to bea stepping stone to monetarymeans of financing her great

hope of becoming a musician.Then came the depressionyears and the chances of mak-

ing her dream become a realitywere less assured. Even acourse in nursing proved moreof a discouragement than anaid to achievement. Asidefrom the enjoyment of lis-tening to good music and

reading tlie success stories ofmusicians who had made good,Jane's life's dream threatenedto become a lost cause.

able to draw from a never

ending spiritual source thenecessary strength and courageto sustain her wish to becomea candidate for the Hall ofFame. But this great supplyof spiritual evolvement was de-

stined to carry Jane through

and along less glamorous path-

ways.

Being closest to the fire-hearth at home than the otherchildren, Jane shared the wis-dom of her parents and be-came a towering comfort to

tlie others in times of sicknessand distress. As time passedJane found that her coursesin nursing were not a total

loss, in as much as, her store

house of knowledge proved to

be a blessing in disguise duringthe duration of her father'sillness, Jane's dream of be-

coming a star performer lost

much of its glitter. Watchingthe glow of her dream giveaway of the tarnish to neglectleft her disappointed to some

degree but her great hope re-mained a great challenge.

However, the passing years

only marked milestones of

nothingness so far as her dreamwas concerned. Then, her

mother became ill and once

more she had to put her know-ledge and skills as a nurse to

usefulness. She nursed hermother over a long period ofyears, hoping that throughsome miracle her love childof music would be born.

In 1967, her brother, Ed-ward, after weeks of beingbed ridden, passed into tran-

sition. Left alone with her

mother, Mary, Miss Page be-

gan searching among her mem-

ories for the lost chords ofher dream, determined to do

something about her profoundlove for music. But this puiy

hope was shortlived, her mo-

ther's decline health took a

turn for the worse, therefore,Jane's thoughts were once

more turned away from hergreat dream.

The passing of Mrs. MaryPage, in all probability, leftthe greatest void in Jane's lifebecause, by new, her dream

had completely vanished.

Like most dreamers, Janevehemently refused to be sha-ken out of her cherishedfamiliar places for weaving her

dreams of a dramatic musical

career. She watched her bro-

thers and sisters leave homewith littla ar no remorse. Be-sides, who can weave dreamsand look to tomorrow, with

a modicum of clarity, withthe distractions of brothersand sisters around; So, shewatched Charles, Athel, Isa-dora and Edward leave home,with no compuntion.

The spirit to forge ahead,push with all her might, evenrun to meet success was re-

kindled each morning with therising sun, therefore, Jane was

Loneliness: few words, inany language, are so chargedwith self-pity as loneliness.

Yet our first duty to societyis to be somebody?that is to

say, to be ourselves?and we

can only be ourselves if we

are often by ourselves?ErnestDim net.

Jane is far removed from

"toing an unhappy, disappoint-edNjmman. She feels thatshe a great more

from life being a nurse?givingherself unselfishly to her

family who needed and ap-

preciated her services?"! shall

continue to dedicate myself

to the giving of happiness to

others, knowing that as 1 doI will be bringing happinessand joy to myself."

Talking about "Toms."

There are a whole lot of kindsof Toms. There used to be

a time when you could tell

a Tom by just looking at him.

He had a slight curve in the

back from bending over when

he talked to white people.

He sort of dragged his feetwhen he walked. Whenever a

white would come around he

would start grinning, sweating

and rubbing his head. TheTom that we usually think ofis the one who tried to always

wear a white shirt in the

presence of white people ex-

cept when he was working

for them. He was careful to

"mister" before their first

name and sir and mam in the

proper and improper places.

This is the familiar "UncleTom."

There is also a new Tom.Before we talk about thismore important figure we

must understand the funda-mental nature of a "Tom".Just why did certain peopleact in the above manner. Thebasic reason was one of sur-

vival, many Black people didthis when they had to, to feedtheir children, to protect a

loved one. To this day we

are proud of those Blackpeople. I think, however,the other aspect of "Toms"is what has made the term

what it is today. That issome Black people engaged inthe above for selfish and per-sonal reasons and usually to

the detriment of fellow Blacks.This is the "Tom" we hate.

The Black man who compro-mises his manhood not onlyin his behaviour but in histhinking to the point where

he acts less than a man forpersonal and often petty gain

is where we draw the line.i, ? *»*-, i \ < \u25a0'-!

Those "Toms" who stand in

the way of the freedom ofother Black people to main-tain their own personal wealth,or security, or favor with

white people.

There was a time when wethought that "Toms" were

automatically old gray headedBlack people. Far from that

some of the most serious and

committed people in our com-

munity wear the gray crownof age, but also of struggle,'

of toil, of sacrifice so that

young Black men and women

could grow. There are many

Senior Blacks who have felt

the total whip of oppression

from racist Durham to racist

Jersey, from racist Oaklandto racist D.C. These are the

Black people who have the

strongest desire to destroy thispresent cause it is too much

like a past that they do notwant to see in our future.

Back to the "Toms".

There is what we can callthe "New Tom," or the Me-

lie-and-tant (abrev. Militant),

or just rappers. This new Tom

while having the same funda-mental values as the old Tomhas the same goals which are

selfish and destructive towardother Blacks. But today's

Toms have a little difference

in behavior but they still can

be spotted. When in thepresence of white folks they

don't speak to other Blackpeople. They love to shake

hands with whites, I mean

for any reason, like it's a nice

joe. They love to talk about

Nee-groes. They are extremely

happy to go anywhere set on

any committee, take any pic-

ture, as the only Black. Youcan hardly tell them fromwhat they wear, except theydon't wrv no work clothese(something you get dirty indoing a job). They usually

alternate between knit suits

and Dishekis, African robes

and Hot-pants, depending on

the mood of the whites theywant to Tom to. Liberals are

crazy about "those African(primitive) things (do they

still wear these). With thesweating , stopped, , butultra-brite anile is still comingthrough. There still might bea curve in the back fromchasing white women. Theyare very happy to call any-body white by a first name.

In short "Toms" have grownwith the times. Talkin' aboutToms, there's a whole lottakinds of Toms, uncles andBrothers.

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The summer of '72 has not

been one of loneliness forJane?She recently attended a

surprise Retirement Dinner

Party of a former classmate:

Mrs. Bertha Scott Herndon,of Apex, N. C.; an informalreunion of the class of '29?a cook-out on the lawn ofMr. and Mrs. Grady Tate ofMedina St. Following all thehappy events of this occasion,Jane has spent a month with

friends and relations: hersister, Miss Athel Page ofEnglewood, N. J., a visit withCharles and his family inWashington, D. C., and, asocial whirl with her nephew,Charles Page, Jr. and hisfamily and friends in Balti-

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