Thursday, December 4, 2008

We all vessels, reflections, representations, blessings, true gifts from the Infinite...

LISTEN, IF YOU AIN'T LEARNED BY NOW, AND YOU NEED A SUBTLE REMINDER FROM YA SISTREN.... HERE IT IS:

You have something to offer!

If you drive your seeds to school each morning. If you kiss your honey each morning you part, each evening before you sleep. If you read. If you speak. If you open your eyes. If you think. If you rise from your bed after rest. If you walk. If you have hands to touch. If you just be...

You have SOMETHING to offer!

So no more excuses for us butterflies and bravebirds...FLY. Spread your wings and soar on your own song within. Represent the God in you to the FULLEST. Be as happy as you can in this life, for it is a gift of lessons for the next and each is meant to be blessedly enjoyed.

diamond life. golden life. charmed life real life. whatever it be, let it.

rising and moving. i leave all dead weight behind. growing fresh nurturings and nourishments in my soulgarden for the next 2000 seasons.

bless.

Supple kisses to your forehead/for a morsel of your intellect...

your hands rapture my mind
as you massage my temples
slowly
softly
subtly
with peppermint and eucalyptus oils
healing my thoughts with ease
pleasure desire immeasureable fire
so true, so true
your way is
how you speak without words
and say more in your silence
how our lotus candles burn
but the flames soar higher
when eyes meet

we inspire love to make us

how delicious
how decadent
how down i am
for everything you bring

on your next quest
for enligtenment and direction

...come see me.

i want to love and be loved. thoroughly. deeply. rawly. truly. openly. widely. honestly... (from infinity to infinity)

eternally.

wholly. wholistically. mentally, emotionally, spiritually, physically. esoterically. cosmically.

i think thats all of em. allow me space to be poetic first...

this all came to me in a dream. moment between sleep and dreams. where clearly love had been made to my spirit. feeling so full.

as i sip on the moon's fine sweet warm glow, listening to Easy Conversation on repeat. may try Imagination/Crown Royal Suite. puts me in a mood a place.

where i find my heart/mind/soul/spirit/body musing myself a poem in progress. a life lived. walked. danced. sung. soared. wandered and wondered. pondered. shaped. read. written. mused. created. kept sacred. a shared poem in progress. consistenly, slowly, decadently, sensuously, deliciously growing, maturing, refining, evolving itself. this is a 360 love, i muse tonight.

along with Him. my own personal exclusive Him. i can hear him speaking to me. our heartbeat is syncopated. the melody rips through my passion. raptures tears from my temples. ....so this is making love...

i haven't met Him. He remains a sirius mystery. i wait for Him. i am patient. i am willing to only have Him, and Him alone. no one else can fit this. can move this. can hold this. can shake this ....whole lot of woman. womban. more than a King. deeper than a human god. able to nourish and nurture my roots. my flower petals open so wide for his luscious erotica. the way it intoxicates me.

here be the prose moment...

i ain't settling for shit other than everything i want. than what i've spoken. i been a sista, for the past 5 moons, whose gon from lustfully desiring soul/divine/beloved mate to not even wanting to touch commitment. and imma virgin yall. in so many ways, i cannot begin to say. i ain't dated. been kissed once. never in love, never sharing space with a man. have been touched, spiritually and physically.
ain't had no boyfriends. no man thats mine. i've wished, mused, desired of the men i've met online. a few offline. so very few.

tonight tho. in the dead of night. i have this epiphany. just dont settle for less than what you want. not only deserve. not only need. what i truly desire in love. in togetherness. in exclusive. in forever.

whoever He is, He gon be so free. so damn liberated. so open. wholistically open wide and true to self. ready. willing. able. what i'm doing and not doing won't be a matter of concern, cuz He knows me. my heart. my thinking. my Way. He digs it so. He searches to bask in its glow, and feel its divine presence. My Male Principle. Mm... i do wonder where God/dess gon take this. because He exists. He lives. He moves. He is.

we gon share Merlot as we kiss. we gon make love without touching. we gon be so open wide, the blossoming of my lotus will be so full, the bud will seem to never existed. fullness. completion that grows. because while we feel so done and ready to just be... more will come. in love. in understanding. in learning. teaching. accepting. pushing. pulling. supporting. keeping. honing. wanting. giving. receiving. knowing. without many words spoken. just 3rd eye to 3rd eye.

i know He is writing this. praying our prayer too.

and i refuse to settle. to have anything but. that makes me so selfish, and i dont give a damn.

how righteous of me (laughing from my gut, as i feel myself on this one). :)

inhale balance exhale ohm

No matter how Beautiful this Woman, you only see a Fat Girl. (circa 8/24/08)

i love Black Men. my Brothers. they are my Kindreds. my Divine Mates. i only see loving, holding, nurturing, nourishing, respecting, learning from, teaching, and everythinging else them alone.

yet, as much as i am called, referred to as, even treated as a Queen, Goddess, Empress, Divine Being, Reflection of the Sun, the Moon, the Light, poetry in motion, all kinds of beautiful goodness personified...I am not taken seriously as a Woman to be connected to that Man.

so few have appreciated me in full, and even those who have, their graces have fallen. for them though, looks weren't an issue. yet for far too many, it has been. i hear thats just the way of this world. just how it is. how real that is. its such bullshit to me though. because a real man, a good man, a God-gifted man will walk with you through any journey. be helpful, not critical. be available through all changes and wanting everything i want for me. so it breaks my heart to realize the most loving hearts, the most beautiful minds, the most righteous spirits won't see Me. they'll only see the extra weight my body has made. not everything i am, which surpasses it.

i remember praying for exactly what i wanted and needed the moment i watched 'Why Did I Get Married?' and Sheila cry tears of rememberance and joy of going from a man who didn't care about one part of her to having a man who's really got her back, as God has his, you know what i mean?

thats what i want. what i need. if i am to be One with anyone. if i am to be committed so eternally. so shall it be. so shall it be.

in the meantime, i live, learn, love and grow even more into this oh so Beautiful Woman.

ase.

I am only a Vessel. I belong to Most High & The People. I can’t/don’t seek fame...

My voice, my artistry, my creativity, my Poem, my Song, my Prose... are all gifts from the Most High. I am Her/His vessel. What I offer does not come from me; and is meant for you, you, you, you, you and you too. I know its Divine Spirit, because it comes through me like wind and leaves just as smoothly. I can only commit it to pen and paper. Its wild and beautiful and amazing and a life-altering experience. I don't fear one drop of it.

None of it is for me. Not for accolade or kudo. Not for any reward; but that of affecting lives in every way allowing growth, progress, comeuppance and so forth. So if I ever am on a worldwide, global, international stage. If any mass of people are ever that interested in anything I'm bringing ... I don't care for that Grammy, or any award thereof. Not my focus or direction...what is my sound, word, being doing for YOU?

Besides this, so many other Sisters in my cypher and world are doing their thang as Artists, and inspire my full support and advocacy for all their bringing. I see my sis, Adaora Bandele and Legacy Leonard and Chante and too many others crossing my path becoming household names. They make moves, they seek being out there and sharing as much of Self as Creatress as possible.

Me? Its just not about me. Has nothing to with me whatsoever. I just pray to inspire others to bring themselves out. I pray the Youth are inspired to not only reach for stars, but command those stars to fall to them. I pray pray pray to inspire and influence Love of all kinds. To bring folk together.

As an Artist, as an Activist... I seek to be the change I want to see in the world. To be of service to the People, is my truest calling.

bless.