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?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.
Decorating Tips -ABy Rhonda RaczHome Decor DirectorHardwood Institute
NEW TRENDS IN THE MAKING
One sure way to know which trends in decorating areshaping up is to watch the top designers in departmentstores. Like interior decorators who work for one client,department store designers have to be creative and imagin-ative but must appeal to a wide range of taste. Not manycan master this in a way that inspires admiration fromtheir colleagues and the public, but Barbara D'Arcy ofBloomingdale's New York is an acknowledged leader ofit. Her new model rooms are a case in point.
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
1 grain pattern If there aresubtle variations, with anappearance of depth to the
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
' fine details and has flat-appearing wood pores, it'sbeen printed to resemblehardwood. On Mediterraneanit's bad enough, but onFrench and English furni-ture, it's positively devas-tating.
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Any quewlionit on wood?Write to Rhonda Kacz, Hard-wood Institute, Suite 1422,551 Fifth Ave., New York,N. Y. 10017.
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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