Sunday, September 10, 2006

we dance all night

(inspirations d. mariechild, remixed by kili)
from womb to wombman. our connection clear and strong. my body sit upon the earth, her earth. my heart energy streams down into her core. blessed energy like the waters of a mighty river flows through me. on top of me. my body opens as my blood becomes sparkling water fed from a boundless source springing from the heart of the earth. two bodies pulse with the earth. hot and spicy, yet feed by warm water.

the drums start in our heads. boom-tsk, boom-tsk, boom-boom-tsk.

a muffled steady beat grows louder and stronger. breasts hang sweet and low as we glide, moving to a rhythm only a djembe could inspire. vibrations bounce off the walls, rising and falling back to the earth. energy spirals upward, filling my toes as they stretch down into the earth. my strong legs like columns reaching towards the pelvis of the heavens. the arch of my back, seemingly opens my sacred inner place...the lotus blooms. earth energy flows upwards, meeting four legs, greeting two pelvises, and returning to earth, like veinous blood. my bones become the soil; my flesh becomes the earth.

we dance all night.

Arizona, here i come, with bells on

in 7 days i will be hiking through Az to visit what has the potential to be one of my favorite places in the US....!!!! my flight has been booked and i've just received my camping permit. i am taking a couple of camping classes next week and then i'll be ready to bounce...i even have a pair of dickies shorts to keep it kinda ruggied, if needed---lol and also beefed up my workouts so that i can hike the north rim, south rim, and back (kidding) but i will go as far as my legs will take me and my backpack ...ready, set, go...i truly believe that this will be an amazing experience in this lifetime.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Touch and Time (then it's a wrap)

The Five Love LanguagesMy primary love language is probably
Physical Touch
with a secondary love language being
Quality Time.

Complete set of results

Physical Touch: 9
Quality Time: 6
Words of Affirmation: 6
Acts of Service: 5
Receiving Gifts: 4


Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.

Take the quiz

poem on death

Why did you vanish
into the empty sky?
Even the fragile snow,
when it falls,
falls in this world.

--Izumi Shikibu

Izumi's poem portrays the sorrow of a
mother mourning the death of her daughter.

The pain is palpable. There is no disguise.

There is no attempt to cover the pain
with intellectualization. We can watch to
see where the snow lands as it falls. We
can't see what happens after death. Any thoughts
we have about what might happen are just that,
thoughts.It is only our ability to directly
experience this world, the sorrow and the joy,
that brings us to a space between intellect
and emotion, beyond hope and sorrow.

Sunday, September 03, 2006

a psychic told me that i, clothe in african garb, shall lay a white (wo)man

Relationship Reading

India A.(xxxxxxxxxxxxx) 5/24/1976

(706) xxx- xxxx

I volunteer at a community radio station in atlanta on thursdays. last week i met this beautiful woman who happened to be an intuitist and a psychic. i believe we all are inherently intuitists and psychics to a certain degree but some people have strengthen their innate abilities and are able to effortlessly see/feel/hear beyond the physical. even with that said, i'm almost always skeptical . i asked her to give me a reading and without knowing anything about my background, spirit told her that i would eventually work as a naturopath, earn a N.D., and soon become a colon hydrotherapist. considering that i am currently a licensed colon hydrotherapist and i've completed and sent my application for an alternative medical school in Az, I was freaked and in awe. So i asked her to do a relationship reading (cause lordy knows i need guidance) and e-mail it to me. Keep in mind that she doesn't know that i identify as queer, if i were to be more specific, a lesbian. So when I intially read her assessment i tossed it aside because she (altho' i'm not surprised) assumed that i was hetero. i let my dear friend read her analysis but she was wise enough to switch the pronouns and was like, Aha this could really be you. i re-read it, changed the pronouns, and ok the first paragraph was on point. also i could see adopting kids, but a rendevous with a white lady? naw ms.psychic. HA-i love nappy for real! but thanks kerline for being so smart :)..kerline said spirit probably showed her an image of a butch woman and she perceived her to be a man. that's peace sis--you alwayz be dropping that science as i'm shamefully trying to add things up :)~~

oh lordy here it is: do this be the truth? honestly i can't see myself with a white (wo)man..HAha! people are people and love is love but i need nappiness you know what i'm sayin ms.p.

here goes:

Your journey through intimate relationships has been an arduous one because you haven’t been able to find that perfect (wo)man for you. You, like most women, are looking for someone who has the balance of brains, looks, sexiness, compassion, and honesty. You need to added bonus of healthy, wise, conscious, and ideally, vegan. (why i'm always hot on the drinkers and smokers tho', ms. psychic??)

Look no further. You’ll find that person in school. Keep in mind that it’s okay to be with someone who is not totally on the same path that you are, as long as (s)he respects the path that you are on. But you will find the kind of (wo)man you’re looking for while you’re in school.

Wait…I had to stop midstream because something wasn’t adding up. (My husband had to ask me if I was okay) I don’t think this (wo) man is your final mate. In fact, (not to be racial, but I have to tell you what I see) the (wo) man appeared to be white. (S)He’s not the one for you. I foresee professional jealously emerging after you two have graduated and are working together.

The next (wo)man I saw is African-American, but (s)he may not be from this country. (S)He’s not the one either. (S)He’ll treat you like a queen, but (s)he’ll put you on a pedestal and perceive you as a trophy and not a real person.


I see another brother (sistah), but (s)he dies. And I’ll tell you what I see. I see Demi Moore and Patrick Swayze from the movie Ghost. That’s a hint and a half. (Your relationship reading is a first. I’ve never seen such a series of relationships for one person so clearly) (ok ms.psychic sistren, this shit is getting crazy. god/dess help us all.)

I see you finally finding your true long-term mate in when you are forty years old. This (wo)man is about forty-five years old when you two meet. That’s the one. (S)He may already have children and you two will adopt one child, a boy, from another country. You’ll have your Brady Bunch crew and you all will get along fine. This (wo)man is of a higher consciousness and so are his (her) children. Congrats on this one. (S)He’s a keeper.

yeah i paid for this :)...we will see i suppose...are there black folks in scottsdale, tempe, or mesa, Arizona? seriously.

Althea Hughes Wills(click to access her web-site)


Saturday, September 02, 2006

photoshare: 2am Neighborhood stroll

let the walking 'i'm not 30; i'm actually a 70 yr old insomniac' picture.
this house is interesting. i like the little details of the house more than i like the actual house...
i don't own or rent this house, but i love to look at it...
the neighborhood restaurant...i sit here after hours because i can't afford to sit here during business hours.
this neighbor is never home, so i sit on her porch and pretend that it belongs to me. i've read books back here, photographed back here, made out back here, no -wait...
exactly....and caution (insert picture) watch for adults

the house again .i call her extra virgin olive oil....
my favorite picture from the 2am stroll
another house. i love to house watch or maybe the house (somebody) is watching me....cues that 80's song...
this is absolutely my favorite house in the neighborhood because of its deception and humbleness. it appears small when one looks at it from the front and reallly simple when in fact, it's huge with an amazingly large patio/pool/backarea. i love houses that appear small and simple, yet are large with an abundance of character like this one. it's like "suprise, we have more than you expected honey." whenever i ride my bike or walk pass this picket fence, i have to take a second to connect with the house behind it. i call her yaa.....i envision myself owning a house like this someday. soon the owner and i will be in the same space, and i will convince him or her to let me photograph the length of the house and backyard area. i would have done so already, but the fact that this house is hard to traverse, without looking like i'm breaking and entering or a peeping tomacina, keeps me honest (and out of jail).
aparently the owner of these dusty cons walked a little too long. no actually, those belong to me and are quite fashionable with my out-dated couture...and that ratty rug belongs to my neighbor.
thanks for coming along with me. where shall we go from here?