ABSTRACT
The author discusses a story from his book On Spiritual Strivings. He examines the ways that centering spirituality in an academic life transforms its very foundations, creating the site for spiritual healing and service to the world. The author tries to reflexively read and remember this story and so many others created and lived by black women everywhere, to make visible the spiritual, cultural, and ritual memories that are necessary to appreciate the complex and contested spaces and places of black women's lives in our fullness. One of the many ways that Amcan feminist scholars working from/through endarkened frameworks are re-membering, or putting back together notions of time that honor and lift up "the relationships that linger there", is to attempt to ask a different set of questions, starting first with ourselves. These are the echoes that people heard in the praisesong, an interrogation of the ways that memory is always already there.
