tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88849552012-02-05T19:33:00.348-05:00a kemetic initiate crafted from fire, water & air, equipped with yoruba & vodou soul-rivers. welcome to the ancestral reunion.creatrixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09315118915908189763noreply@blogger.comBlogger9441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-23451831795434042432012-02-03T11:18:00.000-05:002012-02-03T11:18:22.397-05:00

i am opening. and being opened. this terrifies me. i realize that, outwardly, i am not what anyone would call "closed". i am quick to smile, laugh, connect with people. this, however, is an opening to the whole of myself, to seeing and manifesting all that i have within to make my life what i need and want it to be, finally. exciting as that sounds, the closures have been a lifetime in

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i cannot express how deeply i identify with this: I fly my flag of self-esteem for all those who have been told they were ugly and fat and hurt and shamed and violated and abused for the way they look and told time and time again that they were "different" and therefore unlovable. Come to me and I will tell you and show you how beautiful and loved you are and you will see it and feel it and know

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the universe conspires to give us what we want!* *assuming: pure intention, a light heart, and alignment with our lifework and highest selves.  warning: in the absence of those qualities, the lessons that pave the way to blessing will continue. if your lessons tend to dishearten or discourage you, look deeper.  consider what the frustrations and disappointments are teaching you.  the Yoruba say

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one of the things i've learned over the years is that once you're involved in spiritual community--any community, really--you wind up praying for folks quite a bit.  there's always a situation or three brewing that require a little extra oomph to push them along. in the midst of this, it can be easy to forget to pray for yourself--in the same ways that being overworked or over-committed in the

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my first video blog: a little something on good boundaries and how they keep us on track.

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a few years ago, i consciously began the process of synthesizing the parts of myself i'd either scattered far and wide, or pushed into obscurity. many of us split ourselves this way, for various reasons.  for me, there were times when this scattering happened in the name of protection, but more often it was simply to fit in, feel normal {whatever that is}. in a general sense, some folks

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i grew up calling this common sense...but it's not always that way...

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a former coworker gifted me and some others with this poem almost two years ago...it was beautiful then, but it has really special meaning for me now. Mother Wisdom Speaks by Christine Lore Webber from All Will Be Well Some of you I will hollow out. I will make you a cave. I will carve you so deep the stars will shine in your darkness. You will be a bowl. You will be the cup in the rock

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peace & blessings, beloveds! obviously there have been some changes around here--with more coming.  including video blogs! i'm kinda trying to hype myself up there.  i'm not really into the idea of slapping my mug up here, for a variety of reasons.  but...when Spirit speaks, i listen.  and the truth is, it's time to combat some of the wack interesting things floating around in the name of

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wow...i didn't realize it's been almost a month since i wrote here. on the other hand, i feel like i've lived a lifetime over the last couple of weeks, so random blogging kinda fell off the agenda. i've taken my spirituality to a new level and gained a new family. i've been gifted with a love sweet and delicate as a newborn. instead of being lovers, i often feel like we're devoted parents

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{for pictures, click here.} I arrived at the Mall around 11:30am, thinking I’d missed the march itself. Actually, it hadn’t started. Speakers were still speaking, folks were still gathering. I noticed the youth first. They seemed ubiquitous, some in marching bands, others rhythmically shouting “Free DC!” as they made their way through the crowd. Black youth. I had to struggle to find

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in the midst of a conversation yesterday, i realized that i've never had the relationship i truly desire. yes, there have been close calls and other glimpses, but not a full-blown expression of it.  something's always managed to get in the way: distance, school, fatherhood, workaholism {his, not mine}.  an emergency always popped up. a trip always had to be taken. money always had to be made.

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i love tumblr. when i first arrived there, i barely understood it: a blogging interface designed mainly for artists, photographers, and other creatives who wanted to blog without words. although it's greatly expanded since then, it is still, mainly, that. tumblr's also allowed me to encounter a fantastic community of insightful, intelligent, constantly questioning women whose thoughts i enjoy

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one day i'm going to get one of those gadgets so my fingers don't smell like garlic for days after i've been cooking. what had happened was, i fell in love with fresh garlic a few years ago and never looked back. no garlic powder in my cupboard. nope. then again...i kinda like the stickiness of the oil and the crunch of the paper. so maybe i won't. me and this tactile thing, i swear...

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ain't got much money on this friday, but i am feeling quite grateful for what i have got: breath and life in my body an understanding of reasons, seasons and lifetimes friends and family the willingness and ability to learn, grow and expand health and strength sound mind love/loving i am blessed, and trying my best to be a blessing. that's what i'm holding on to today.

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one of my favorite artists of the last few years has passed on...ironically joining the 27 club. i'm gonna credit a combination of okplayer and my girl sparkle for putting me on to her. the first notes of "rehab" hit me like a train. once i had back to black, i knew i had to go back and buy frank, her first album. i related to her on several levels. i laughed at "f*ck me pumps". i played "

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the best gift i ever gave myself was surrendering to my intuition. i freely admit that i don't always (consciously) know why do the things i do. i follow hunches, pray on a whim, pick up pebbles that catch my eye. i'll stop in my tracks for that "still, small voice". i'll sometimes have a candle, gemstone, or knick knack for months before i completely understand why. but it always

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TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of sexual abuse, molestation, sexual coercion, self-mutilation. the triggering text is noted by border lines. if you need immediate help or resources for these issues, skip the text, and scroll down to the bottom border. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ {note: i encourage you to share this as you deem necessary. i only ask that you please do so

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i love dancing flash mobs, but this is one i could totally get with.

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yup. sure are.

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i don't think i've ever seen this articulated as well as Sis. LaTava did on facebook recently. i'm posting the note in its entirety since not everyone would be able to see it if i simply linked back. An oath to poverty is NOT indicative of a revolutionary mindset; it is a sign of ABUSE!" In the 22 years of knowingly and actively working on behalf of my people I have seen family after family

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today i had this strange urge to look through the book of psalms....as someone who was not raised reading the bible, i figured it might have something to do with my ancestors... i started to pick up the bible i bought for myself a few years ago, but decided to look at the one on my ancestor altar instead. it was my great uncle's--a catholic bible, so it has a few more books than most standard

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i was just having a discussion with my godbrother around this book, and had a thought: i've noticed that the problem with [black / "afrocentric" homophobia] is that they're focused in on sexual acts, which, in turn, are sometimes confused with fetishistic practices. but trying to bring the complexities of kink into the conversation is pretty futile... generally: what makes babies = good what

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i read this. then i watched this. i'm so glad that the conversations are finally finding better frames and language, and expressing the intersections that so desperately need to be acknowledged. well done.

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this is bullshit. and so is this. sigh. where to begin... first and foremost, who decided that men were mindlessly lustful, emotionally childish creatures who never get out from under their mamas and can't think beyond the next piece of ass? some of you brothas need to be just as insulted by this as many of us are. the only thing i could agree with was around 1:30 when shantel

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april is national poetry writing month, and i've decided to do napowrimo via posts on the writing blog. that said, i'll probably be pretty scarce here this month--not that i've had a lot of time to blog regularly anyway.  obviously. more on that a little later...   in any case, you can follow the poem postings on the blog, thru its rss feed, or on twitter.  enjoy!

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today i read this from brotha kefentse on facebook: African people don't play the dating game. We marry with the foundation of spirit and responsibility. We procreate with the idea of generational progress and nation building. We love with the actions of nurturing & protection. Either you are in it to win, or you are playing games with not only your "girlfriend" but yourself as well. a powerful

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yes, it's long. but it's on point. i'm only about 1/3 through it, but knew i had to share. i've known so many men who could have written this...some are still in the process of writing it. either way, it's worth a look. thank you, kevin, for saying what so many brothas need to hear. even if chris doesn't take it to heart, someone will.

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i'm in the midst of reading peace from broken pieces, and there are some interesting insights coming from reading iya iyanla's work... last night i journaled about my "personal lie". i'm aware of it, and i've been working on dispelling it for awhile. however, i'm also aware of the near-constant breakthroughs i'm having around it. and i know i'll need to stand in those understandings to

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tiger paid me a visit… i may never adequately put into words how much i love the spirit and form of this animal. again, i say: thank you for walking with me.

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i remember when i was first coming into a new consciousness around god/dess and someone told me i should read when god was a woman, not now but right now. i never looked back. whatever scholastic errors she may have made along the way, she opened a door that could never be shut again. may we continue to discover the Divine in our own images. and may we love Her fiercely. thank you.

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it is my hope that, one day, my sistas will stop spitting out "feminism" as if it's a dirty word. first and foremost: the mainstream feminist movement was never "ours" anyway.  black folks seem to have developed a gross misconception of what the feminist movement entailed both during its inception, in the mid to late 20th century, and now.* the labels womanist/womanism do better to explain

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it's less than a month 'til my birthday. and i have a wishlist a mile long. now, i have what i need, generally speaking. so this isn't meant to be a long complaint. but i think it's worth getting in touch with the (mostly) little things i'm desiring right now and give voice to all the little bits and pieces of "lack" in my life. so here goes {this will be a living document...}: cash

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a recent conversation with a sistafriend has led to reexamine my relationship with ogun... it has been true for me that the african spirits have settled into familial spaces.  i have fathers, mothers, aunties, cousins...ogun is like that distant, elder uncle who doesn't always come to the family functions, but when you really need him, he's there with that extra money, the "spontaneous" pep

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loving every word of this...

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saw this via facebook today: by force or otherwise, many great-to-the-nth-power grandparents and other ancestors of black folk were also the result of mixed-race unions. however, due to societal conventions or just straight up slave status, they had to stay "black"--unless they could pass or you were in louisiana or something like that. however, given a choice, we don't necessarily know

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i've noticed that when i'm fatigued, i walk a very fine line between ecstasy and exhaustion. i never want to wear myself out to the point of illness...but the way my walls come down is nearly addictive. a very specific kind of clarity. creativity glitters in the cracks made by alarm clocks and stress dreams. the world and everyone in it becomes beautiful. etc. it's an interesting thing

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the queen of swords is another part of my darkness.* although i don't like that this description harps on the negative, this is very true: Personality is cautious and clever. Can be cunning, destructive and manipulative. She is often aloof and distant. She keeps her distance and puts up barriers around herself. She displays an air of unemotional responses... Beneath her facade she hides much

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if you've read this, it's easy to see why this song means so much...

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i can get overwhelmed by all the "bad" news and bad news parading as "information" that folks seem to focus on... i wonder if i'm making a difference, if i can make a difference...what my niche truly is.  and even if i find it, will that make a difference? i'm not an "activist", per se.  i'm not in the streets constantly uplifting (or yelling about) a cause. i don't feel the need to

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i've been thinking seriously about owning a drum. for several reasons. i know a lot of sistas can be intimidated into thinking that they can't/shouldn't/never did drum, but we do, and we did.  this knowledge is reemerging from many sources. From a metaphysical standpoint, women are natural receptors. As such, we, often unknowingly, pull in the energies of our environments. The added bonus is

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in recent divination, i've pulled this card more than i can remember.  Inanna's mantra in the deck is "embracing the shadow". when i first seriously began exploring this aspect of myself, i mentioned how i gravitated to Pomba Gira, a spirit revered in brasil's umbanda tradition. it was a sudden introduction--similar to the forceful wind that blew Ezili Danto into my life--and followed closely

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in all the discussions about what's going on with black folks, i often hear references to things like post traumatic slave syndrome, the industrial prison complex, loss of identity and culture, etc. i agree with these explanations, and we should definitely be aware of them.  however, what i rarely see woven into the conversation is the more recent history that has decimated our communities and

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...is going to be a great one. happy 2011, y'all.

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lots of questions/issues here... why are they so stuck on white american christians and their messages of christianity? wouldn't it make more sense to at least flock to some black folks for these "messages"? what's with the emphasis on sex? oh, and...gay folks forced hitler to kill...gay folks? ok. there needs to be some education around the differences between fetishistic practices

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hi, as i was emailing a friend this morning, the idea of writing you a letter came.  i suppose it's time for me to consolidate some thoughts and say some things "aloud". i have this thing about marking psychic milestones, and writing allows me to release and move forward. so here i am.  i've been through quite a bit in the last 16 months or so, and part of that journey has involved learning

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someone said it: So it is extremely intellectually disingenuous to suggest that a specific critique is exactly the same as a fullscale attack. It seems that what you are really saying is that racism beats Black men down so much, that even when they do sh*t that’s clearly egregious, we should let it go, so that we don’t ally with THE MAN against Black men. And that argument is the height of

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i was listening to an awesome radio show yesterday, and one of the hosts touched on the depth (or height, as it were) of the sacred energies created by a man and a woman dedicated to sacred relationship. while i was glad there was no outright disparaging of same sex couples, it made me think of the energy i've observed with those relationships. a few disclaimers: i'm staying within the binary

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you know why white supremacy sucks? this: Shadeism from Shadeism on Vimeo. i can't believe that these beautiful, brilliant young women would think of themselves as anything less than divine creations. i can't believe people of color are still hung up on this. i am continually grateful that i grew up in a family that did not laud their light skin over others....even though many of us

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-90852389021874819822010-12-01T09:52:00.000-05:002010-12-01T09:52:45.450-05:00

for many around the world, no reminders are necessary. this dis-ease has entered our communities, depopulated our families, affected our loved ones. it is a presence. like billie holiday's heartbreak. the good news is that we know how to prevent it. we have ways to treat it. we can fight. with education, compassion, and care, we will win.

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i don't think this season is going to be an easy one. last year was a nice respite. i think i was ecstatic to not have to be worried about the annual fight/breakup. guess that high's worn off. considering some of the breakthroughs i've been having, it's no wonder i'm sensitive all over again.   i've gotta remember to keep my oyin ori handy.    remember sweetness. remember sweetness. it

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i am still stuck on this: Over the weekend, I got to hang out with some CFs in Atlanta, all single, or kind of single, and primarily straight. Each of us found ourselves in varied states of relational ambivalence: loving or liking someone who doesn’t quite love (or like) you back, at least not in the way you deserve; fearful of trying to date again after years of disappointment and failed

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-66926430303381150282010-11-18T10:44:00.004-05:002010-11-18T10:45:33.093-05:00

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but i'm glad that ain't true. check out this post over at new model minority. addendum: oh, and while you're at it, check out this one, too.

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a few nights ago, i realized there was some (digital) evidence from my last relationship lying around.  as i destroyed it, i became keenly aware that that was the last time i was loved. it's not that i want to go back.  or pick up the phone.  hell, i don't even get sentimental for the good days.  in fact, i don't remember very many details except what comes in brief, random flashes. but...i do

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there are many gems in this piece, but this here? ...rather than continuing to blame Black women for the decline of the family, another one of Lawson’s really original ideas (side eye), why don’t we finally have an actual conversation about all the economic and social obstacles that impede traditional Black families. If the dude is expected to be the breadwinner, and black men are systematically

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there was a lot i wanted to get done this afternoon/evening.  in the end i had to settle for getting the dishes done, doing a load of laundry, and changing the sheets. on the other hand, i was just over 400 miles from home this morning.  wound up at my desk by about 1pm.  settled in at home at around 4pm. i suppose that's not too bad for one day. i'm learning not to berate myself for "

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this is mind blowing. reading this, i can almost forgive a college professor who treated me as if i didn't write my own stuff for an honors course--although i still think that was on some "you can't be this smart, black girl" ish. my black teachers never assumed i was less than capable. and i was in boston. i could also DO this. talk about tempting. that's just the kind of thing that would

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today i'm remembering that fear often stands in front of the wisdom we need. now, i'm too stubborn and proud to let anything "scare" me for long.  i'll hide and cry for a little while, but i quickly get tired of myself.  eventually, i'll crawl out, take a deep breath, and bulldoze over whatever had the nerve to frighten me in the first place. generally, this works. but not with spiders.

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clamavi ad te

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some empathic thoughts.

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i admire folks who can love autumn. when summer ends, i take a deep breath and start counting the hours of sunlight that disappear. i realize that by thanksgiving, i'm probably going to be something of a wreck. on my little corner of the east coast, we're coming to the end of the first officially chilly week, and all i want to do is hide in a cave and cry. no amount of hot cider, butternut

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ok, so, lately my "radical/conscious/spiritual"* brothas and sistas have been pissing me off working my nerves around certain issues, particularly involving women, gbltqi folks, etc. the latest mess started after tyler perry appeared on oprah.  apparently, he's the new poster man for how/why homosexuality is a "problem" amongst our folk, how the white man messed us up, and so forth. as

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{addendum: it's likely that the story that sparked this post is a hoax. but what i said still stands.} i'm sick of this. yes, i know kids get bullied all the time. for various reasons. but it really CAN be this isolating, distressing and hurtful. i've been through it...and, to tell you the truth, i don't even really know why i was picked on. but i know it made me wanna stop living, too.

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-34720268452411646172010-10-19T10:23:00.001-04:002010-10-19T10:26:39.522-04:00

heard a story this morning about folks caring for aging/ill parents, which detailed how care giving can be "bad for your health". but what wasn't talked about--and i automatically wondered--was how much of that has to with people's feelings of isolation in the absence of the communal/societal support necessary to care for elders and children (see: sandwich generation). obviously, if you're

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-14901945138456312592010-10-18T10:42:00.002-04:002010-10-18T10:42:43.739-04:00

from 2002. let's keep connecting those dots, folks.

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i am stretching in ways i could not have anticipated; new superpowers emerge daily. i did not explicitly ask for this (or maybe i did), but i'm remaining grateful for the journey. interestingly, i used to be completely focused on working to open my heart, to heal and accept love/loving as it arrived in my life.  i refused to let the pain overtake me or steal my joy. today, i'm constantly aware

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-4338857593614438582010-10-08T21:46:00.000-04:002010-10-08T21:46:07.991-04:00

i coulda gotten REALLY ignorant with it. carry on...

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i recently discovered the daily love through a sistafriend, and today's email was just...wow. Love everyone as best you can, but only invest in people who invest in you. Your heart and dreams are precious things, they should be in hands of people who will help to guide them, protect them and nurture them. As you embark out into the unknown on the Journey of your Dreams choose wisely your

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they just keep on coming...

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i'm glad the crunk feminist collective took this on, 'cause i don't have the wherewithal right now. as for this mess? no. just...no. not never. and i can't deal with this, either. i'll be back when my sinuses decide they're ready to show some love.  right now, they're in the midst of a painful and highly inconvenient secession from the union.

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{if you're just joining us...part 1 and part 2} being forced to dwell in the "inbetween" for so long and in so many respects has proven to me that precision, appellation, and specificity are not always the paths to understanding. the japanese say flaws make things more beautiful. wabi-sabi. there's also some quote floating around about the value in a cracked thing being its ability to allow

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-13713120166985334232010-09-15T13:56:00.001-04:002010-09-15T13:57:24.391-04:00

glad somebody said it. (for some of my previous thoughts on the topic, click here.)

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i fussed at someone else about writing recently, but i've been finding it hard to get back in the saddle myself.  so here goes: the move went well. my bedroom is coming along splendidly, even without a proper dresser. got my eyes on this one. the plan is an elemental theme: ocean bedroom, earth/sky bathroom, fire living room.  i'm cooking more and enjoying every minute of it. i'm also

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beautiful.

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since i wrote this, i've been thinking... intially, i thought giving voice to that milestone would throw me into lamentations, but it actually gave me a rush. it was empowering to acknowledge my triumphs as a non-tragic, single woman. this morning, a sistafriend presented an exercise that got me thinking about the year ahead. my heart raced as i shared dreams i've been keeping close to my

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today it dawned on me that i've broken my singlehood record; i've been unattached for an entire year. before now, the longest stretch has been nine months.  ultimately i'm grateful for this time.  i've learned a lot. i am stronger and resourceful than i imagined myself to be. i am self contained--not in the sense of being a recluse or pure selfishness.  i mean that i am full in myself, in my

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{title track} tonight i had a bit of an epiphany about competition-based reality shows. i'm sure i'm not the only one, but here goes: if there are enough top models/top chefs/brilliant designers/gifted decorators (and the list goes on) to perpetuate several years worth of these shows, why does it matter who's the "top"? now, i understand that there are prizes, career advancement opportunities

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"american" is a brand spanking new identity. one that is only about 230-400 yrs old for whitefolks (mayflower status proper), and MAYBE about 145 yrs old for blackfolks. put this up against the millenia human beings have been on this planet. this is one of many reasons songs like this - while i understand the attempt, sentiment, and meaning - frustrate the hell outta me. in my opinion,

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i've noticed that folks seem mesmerized, surprised, wary or otherwise curious about my serpent tattoo. i understood the issues that might arise around the design when i was led to it, particularly since it's my most visible tattoo to date.  i thought about how the snake's gotten a bad rep in this culture, what with the whole temptation of eve thing, yadda yadda. to be honest, i'm grateful i

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At some point, Rogue grew close to a boy named Cody Robbins. During their flirtation, she impulsively kissed Cody, at which point her latent mutant power to absorb the life energy and psyche of others with skin-to-skin contact emerged. Rogue was traumatized by the experience, and Cody was left in a permanent coma. Hence, Rogue wore body-concealing clothing that eliminated the possibility of

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when you're truly about your business, they're not necessary. srsly, if the common definition for feminism [is] to be treated equal to a man. im not interested in feminism. that is not the goal of the women with whom ive worked. 1/3 of black men are in the prison industrial system. i am working for a different world for my daughter. word.

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folks are always asking... so here ya go!

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this angers me. for many reasons. why punish girls for being the victims of rape and sexual assault?  where is the men's responsibility? their maturity? sense of dignity? i get that the mothers are doing what they know to try and protect their daughters. i am not passing judgment on them.   but...have they forgotten their magic? where are the ancient social structures that would have

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i'm really sick of this. and the fact that rachel maddow has to waste her time with this--although i'm glad she does, 'cause if she didn't, we'd be just that much more ignorant.  shirley sherrod and van jones are prime examples of why i'd never want a {serious} government job.  i don't wanna do anything that would rescind my right to speak openly and truthfully--particularly to my own folks.

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i used to wonder why any woman would want to cover. however, as i learned more about the Divine Feminine, i began to realize that some of us are free wheeling love goddesses, others are modest "virgins".  there are women connected to the earth and Her elements, to psychic power, to mothering and crafting. all are necessary. all are empowered. knowing that, i figured that as long as the

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dear you, this: sincerely, o.

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right on.

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still trudging through the "muck"...i'll be REALLY glad when i start bleeding. and that's not something i say often. some clouds have cleared, though...gaining insight into my next steps. maybe by the end of the week, i'll feel more encouraged about this work. there are some not-so-useful thoughts and feelings surfacing.  one of the more disturbing ones is that a fully loving, enriching

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i don't respect just anybody. i might be polite, but you have to earn my respect. i've been hearing this a lot lately--the form of the statement changes slightly, but the sentiment is the same. it bothers me, particularly coming from folks who are about 13-25 years old.  some folks even make a slightly dubious distinction between "respect" and "common courtesy" that i don't really understand.

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finally got the ori altar up and running, just in time for the solstice.  i still feel like it's missing something, but i'm not quite sure what.  i'm sure it will come to me. iyalosa olaomi suggests getting up at sunrise for 8 days after constructing the space.  thankfully, sunrise at this time of year is when i'm supposed to be getting my lazy self outta bed anyway. in any case, i got up on

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day 11 was really more one of incorporating different foods...but by the evening, i just figured i could eat what i wanted, and did. day 9 was my last fully "green" day. this morning i had green juice, green pills, and fruit salad (varied).  felafel for lunch. overall, i'd have to say that juice or water fasting is more suited to significant revelations and clarity.  this felt like a break for

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breakfast: chlorophyll water, fruit salad (green grapes, clementine, strawberries, bananas) lunch: "mediterranean wrap" filling (hummus, cucumber, sundried tomato relish, mixed greens, feta. only ate about 1/4 of the wrap itself). green apple dinner: trader joe's pad thai bowl, spinach w/ TJ goddess dressing sigh. left my grocery list AND recipes sitting on my desk last night. will grab some

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lunch: green salad (spinach, romaine, cucumber, sprouts) w/ oil/vinegar dressing & sunflower seeds, honeydew melon dinner: spinach pasta w/ raw spinach, fresh parsley, basil; clementines* growing weary...i've had a lot of variety with this, but just goes to show how easily bored i can get with food. next time i do anything like this, i hope to have a wonderful new juicer to help out. it makes

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during the day yesterday, all i ate was some honeydew melon, store-bought green juice, iced tea, and water. i spent the day at odunde, so the cold iced tea was a necessary deviation.  too hot for anything else.  had a late dinner of the spinach pasta & pesto. kiwi for dessert.  this morning, i made more of the avocado mash for lettuce wraps, adding salsa (tomato-based) this time instead of

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breakfast: orange juice w/ chlorophyll, kiwi/grape fruit salad lunch: romaine lettuce "boats" stuffed with spinach & avocado spread* (pic) dinner: spinach pasta tossed with fresh pesto, zucchini "fries" last night was rough. i wanted eggs this morning, honestly. i love spinach/avocado omelettes... but i'm hanging in. tomorrow i'm sure i'll have to make some substitutions, but i'll get back

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-70000900381002608392010-06-11T14:14:00.002-04:002010-06-11T16:00:33.639-04:00

breakfast: green apple, unsalted roasted cashews lunch/snacks: green water, salad (spinach, romaine, edamame, cucumber, avocado) w/ balsamic vinaigrette dressing dinner: ??? woke up with a bad headache, feeling irritable overall. detox in full effect. my skin, however, looks remarkably fresh.

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-80472124829136566722010-06-10T22:36:00.001-04:002010-06-11T16:00:11.156-04:00

breakfast: apple cranberry juice, soy yogurt lunch/snacks: green grapes, chlorophyll water, cabbage salad, honeydew melon dinner: cucumber, guacamole with broccoli for dipping, pear one deviation: a sliver of red pepper to taste a (green) spread at a work function. spread was tasteless.  altho i'm not counting drinks, i also had a b vitamin smoothie for energy. intensified cravings for snack

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-10585267051372819012010-06-09T10:50:00.002-04:002010-06-10T10:19:53.798-04:00

lunch/snacks: chlorophyll water, honeydew melon, mutsu apple (had them at the farmer's market...yum!), big green salad w/ avocado & green goddess dressing.  spirulina/hempseed/coconut water drink w/ honey. dinner: pear so i come in the office, and what's in the kitchen? bread and butter! i love bread. anyway, had a few cashews after i finished my brussles sprouts, which helped me feel full

nuit menhithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12999467500417449611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884955.post-20788898642446238832010-06-08T17:10:00.001-04:002010-06-08T17:12:28.420-04:00

breakfast: orange juice w/ chlorophyll lunch/snacks: cabbage salad, green apple, green grapes dinner: roasted brussels sprouts a conversation at lunch has me excited about all the things i'm looking forward to eating... that said, i'm not experiencing any real cravings yet, although i'm beginning to really want some bread.   i would make the cabbage salad again, maybe for a spring/summer

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