This Kwanzaa, I am reminded that the most meaningful gifts don’t come wrapped in ribbons but from the heart and from community.
For the past few years, I’ve had the honor of working with the New Art Center as an Expressive Therapy Teacher for neurodivergent adults. Teaching this class has been one of the greatest joys of my life. Each week, I witness creativity, confidence, and connection bloom through the power of art.
Earlier this year, when New Art lost its funding, I was let go. It was a difficult moment. I had planned to continue this work for at least three years, and I had just graduated. Without the position, I wasn’t sure how I would finish paying for the last of my classes or continue the program we had built together.
But something extraordinary happened. The parents of the artists I worked with came together. They decided to pay me directly so I could keep the art sessions going. Their generosity didn’t just help me complete my degree; it reminded me of the true meaning of Ujima (collective work and responsibility) and Ujamaa (cooperative economics), two of the seven guiding principles of Kwanzaa.
Because of their belief and support, our weekly art sessions continue to thrive. The parents are not only financial supporters — they are a part of our creative family. Their faith in me, and in the healing power of the arts, has kept this beautiful space alive for their loved ones — and for me.
As we celebrate Kwanzaa, I want to take a moment to say thank you to all the parents who see my vision and passion. Their belief in this work has been the greatest gift of all, and I am deeply grateful for the love, unity, and light they bring into this community.
With gratitude and joy,
Rasheeda Brown Francis
Expressive Arts Therapist & Educator
Roslindale
