Temptress Tiptoe: An Ode to Black Beauties

"The Art of Integirty, the definition of HERstory, all stories. The make-up of the Universe, our Universe. She is the complexity of all experiences; both joyful and painful. The Earth, Mother Earth, golden-bronzed. Black Woman (Wombman). Love, Wisdom, Divinity."  -Naree Renelle'

"She sits upon her regal throne, surrounded by dynasties of old, Pyraminds are her rings, the STARS, her eyes, And when she speaks, her voice rolls, like THUNDER in the Sky."  -Vernon J. Davis Jr.

The Black Woman's image is everywhere, if you really think about it. Though she may come disguised in many forms (i.e. Caucasian women with thick hair and tans), her image is still the roots for Eternal Beauty. The entire world marvels at her sun-kissed eyes; that ignite a passion in men it takes eons to cool. Her sultry stance, her glowing skin, her untamed natural beauty. Be not deceived, nature comes in all colors and with much variety. But the ripe fruit of Afrika called the Black Woman is the Alpha and Omega of Beauty. Ebony Brown Nubian Bliss Black Roses from the Heavens, She is.

How could you ever question the Creator's Divine Glory when you see the perfection of Creation itself everyday in: the Black Woman.



Oh yeah, we come in ALL types of different colors too. You must embrace every mahogany undertone and vanilla hint. The smoothness of our skin is always as sweet as dark chocolate.

Butter pecan, caramel, honey or cinnamon. Any flavor you savor can be found in the Black Woman. Both literally and figuratively speaking. *wink*      

         

This beauty is Ancient, not to be confused with the superficial societal view. This beauty is Sacred. As Black Women, Sacred Beauty is one of our powers. Along with Sacred words, Sacred healing, Sacred cooking and Sacred gracefulness. A picture is worth way more words. You can have a look for yourself:

There are so many things Black Woman represent. Through thte times, through the ages. Our Love, Wisdom and Dedication to Society as a whole is timeless. Everything falls under the tree of the seeds of Life.

STRENGTH.....ELEGANCE......GRACE.

STYLE.....FLAIR....BOLDNESS!!

 A WILL TO FIGHT FOR FREEDOM.

"Only the Strong go crazy, the weak just go along."  -Assata Shakur (pictured above)

The instant AFROdisiac. This creature is everything that is. Everything that you see is blessed by the Black Woman. Why do you think you find her so irresistible?

Much Love to those that inspire us to Live our Life like it's GOLDEN!!!!!!!!!!!

 

And on top of EVERYTHING else, our First Lady is a Black Woman. Now how Real is that??

(All Black Everything....Michelle Obama!!)

So Love yourselves Black Women, know that we are the living example of God's shining Glory. And Love us too Black Men, because it is our nature to Love you. When the Black Man understands the Sacred association with the Black Wombman, and the Black Woman learns to yield her power only for the greater good, we will then we re-ignite the flame of Black Love.

         


ATTENTION: Fellas....and females. Pictured above is neither a "Bitch" nor a "Hoe." Please stop using these names to describe us. And ladies, we must stop responding to these titles and using them amongst ourselves. Rise Up!

Finding the God-blessed feminine energy essence within myself is the driving factor behind such a post. I hope you enjoyed and hope you will be back. The only place we have to go is up...toward the Sky Mother. Love always, Naree' Renelle

A Soul Child....Gone WILD! (Dedicated to those that STAND out!)

                                                                                                (Photo by afrikess)

My looks are to be deceived. Who Am I?

When flowers spring up, I feel emotions rise, tempers flaring....but who am I?

There she goes, they say...Speaking her Revolutionary bullshyt...I got 'em all scared.
They want to unfollow me, but they have to acknowledge me. The TRUTH in my stance, that stands there. The glow in my eyes and my glare.

Rebellious hair, with a mean switch to match. Sorry if I come around alot and not get attached. Perfection is the only match...for the mentally detached.

I remember when I began this post. Here I am, finishing a draft from a few months back. I already spoke about "Sassy Happiness" about two posts down (make sure to check it out!!), and that sums up all I was feeling here.

See because, what do people expect from the "Conscious/ Conscience" crowd or the Spiritually righteous?

I've tried not to infuse my thoughts with those of everyday "people"...but sometimes it is inevitable.

So anyway, they criticized Huey Newton for smoking cigarettes, Bob Marley for smoking ganja and Jay-Z for drinking Ace of Spades.

Oh, and if you're not a traditional Christian, then they don't have any words for you..."lost soul". Acting in favor of your Ancestors is what most would label as "animalistic and barbaric" ideals concerning the worship of a God-head. Fear is ignorance. Ignorance is misunderstood.

Call me Ms. Understood.


BUT however, and anyway, for all of these reasons, and countless others, I am a...Soul Child Gone WILD!

                                                                                                     (Photo courtesy of essence.com)


So I say to those that stand out, either by their hair, attitude, stance, style or ideas, DO IT and LOVE IT! For I Love you for being Bold, for feeling something different from most others in your core...what connects us cannot be expressed into words...Soul to Soul...

So Stand...and know that you are not alone. I also have a video I will be uploading to YouTube about this very matter. Standing spiritually strong...understanding that is okay to question authority or ideas/ philosophies that contradict the ACTUAL way of Life.

Nature is perfect. The Creator makes no mistakes.

You are exactly where you need to be at this moment, and you are reading this because the Divine Order brought you here. Embrace the energy, embrace the Knowledge, embrace your individual DNA as it embraces you.

As always, Love and Light. Peace be with the World. Naree' Renelle.

Mmm Hmmmm *Erykah Badu Voice*

"One Night Stand" (A Novel) by: Naree' Renelle

This here is my novel; a work in progress/ process. Believe in my vision....here is the excerpt or the description you will find in the back of the book:

One Night Stand: My Life’s Movie

“But was it just for one night?”

A test of fate accompanies Naree' Renelle’s path to adulthood in this twisted tale of lovers and friends.

Fresh out of Undergrad, she comes to tackle what seems to be the most inevitable of obstacles concerning Love and Life.

Late nights, she imagines her life with the young man she deeply craves for. Their close association made her comfortable with the new secrets her body held. As a normal part of her clique, she highly anticipates every social opportunity she has with him. Each time, further convincing herself that they are destined to be.

But where did the truth go? She begins to wonder after joining a popular social network. Naree’ and several of her close associates, connected via “Tetwork,” are faced with both old and new skeletons as emotional outbursts rise to the surface. The deeper Naree' digs into the world of digital communication, the more the drama unfolds.

From secrets of betrayal, to the spiraling of reputations, this gripping tale explores the effect that negative social interactions can have on personal relationships.

“One Night Stand” is the movie that took place right before one young woman’s eyes as she battled with the truth, her integrity and those that she shared both human and technological love with.

And it all started with just one night……



Sassy Happiness

It's been a while. And on alot of days, I told myself, "I need to write on my blog. I need to update it."
Finally, here I am.

I forgot the freedom and love that comes along with talking to the World, even if only one person is listening on here (laughs).

Anyway, I used to feel guilty about thinking freely and enjoying my Happiness. Like there was a moral fiber that I had ripped up from my consciousness when I felt in such a way. But now I have learned that there is so much more to that feeling we call Happiness. That I can make what I want of this feeling, and that it has contagious energy.

 I call this phase of my Life I have entered my "Sassy Happiness" because it was my attitude that brought me here. My flared temper, coupled with my drastic need for change is what got me to this point of sanity. It is here that I realize that I too, go through the phases of the moon, the tides, and the cycles of Life. Change is the only thing that is constant...I can move like the free-flowing ocean or shine like the glowing moon. These elements of nature are feminine in element anyway.

My Life seemed so complicated, so distant from my dreams, so inebriated on broken promises and lies...but I still found my wings. I may have head to search a little harder for them, but they never forsaked me. My wings to Happiness were always intact, and can never fall off. For no matter where I am, how I am acting, how I am feeling, or reacting, I have found my *Sassy Happiness*

And that feels damn good.

Love and Light Always, BlackSoulRose

And I Am... (random ponders)

You know them days when you don't want nobody around you
Quiet sounds and shyt, no interruptions from your thoughts of being better
A day when the wind is whispering to you, urging you to talk to God
When you know you have your inner world to perfect...before your energy you project, to the outside world
Where a bed of black roses lay at your feet. And honeysuckles give you dream waves, and bees buzz you with honey. You feel sweet....
The high that comes from the warmth of another Soul reminisces in your mind, double time
I am a poet, I am an artist.
Express yourself

Can I live in these graces without any interference?
Can I taste maraschino cherries on scoops of orange sherbet and mix ginger in my tea?
Can I soak cucumbers in honey oil to enhance forgiveness and positivity?
I want to climb mountains, I want to sleep in trees
I want the Creation of Love to provide a sensation
I want to clear the clutter from my mind

I exhaled and it feels damn good

I. Am. Afiyana.

The Free Me...

I probably went on a whim with all of this. I probably fainted deadly at the thought of your sweet kiss. Let me not reminisce, for I don't know where those lips have been. How can I blame you? Because I arranged you. I put you in birth and staged you. And this is the thanks I get.

Black Woman, be strong and hold on to the Destiny of Royalty. Black Woman, lead not into temptation of pleasures of the flesh, then what's left? You think there is no connection to the sensations we have in our body and our brain? It's one in the same. Help me to be sane...be all of that and maintain.

Regardless of any situation I am put through, regardless of what we strive as women to do, the truth will prevail. Living in hell, on scales, with whales, in deep, blue oceans that know no end...where are my friends? Where are the Holy Ones that walk the earth with me. We all make mistakes but continuity is stupidity.How do you make a vow to make a change over and over and keep doing the same thing. Your energy is bringing my vibrations down,  I always end up frustrated when you come around. Is that a friend?

Fiending for what the streets have to offer...why bother? And tell you what I think. I'm too opinionated and that's why they think..I'm a bitter black soul with no one to hold. But little do they know, I could have whomever and whatever I want....but for what?

Why have the sky-divers of empty, unfulfilled leagcy suck my energy away? I could go on those rides you go on any day...bu they still don't deifne me. Sublime me...Suprise me. Yall don't hear me tho.

I could give a fuck about what the world hears. All I can do is stand fearless from the world's fears. All I can do is wipe my own tears. It's a lonely road and some tears are gonna fall. Oh, it's a lonely road and I won't get through it without God. It's a lonely road and what's sad...many of my people don't even know what we had. Glad to be sad, in the depression of red-clad. Armies...my army. Black Panthers...can you say it right?

But goodnight to the hatred, but hello to the sorrow. Maybe we were happier chained down, gave our freedom for the master to borrow. So hollow, so mean, so peaceful and serene. Were we? Was I? I was there mama, I heard your cries.

But let me not go back into the excuses of you and I. I am here now, left with my soul to fly. Soul to guide...I have to let go of the shame. Let go of the energy...the negativity they speak with my name. Let go of the hearsay, let go of the children. Ten years from now they'll all look up..."Damn, this what E&J was feeling."

And I'll leave 'em alone now, let them live and be free. I know of all of your motives, I know what it is to be me. Be me...that's all I can be. If you don't believe, just watch and see. Me...it's free.

Love Hangover (The OverDose)

I think I drank too much of it last night
Fantasies of your face accompanied by moonlight
Love Hangover...

Four leaf clovers, unicorns and ancient swords
I saw a glimpse of the energy that I thought was yours
Way more intense than before
I tried to say sober...

But your kiss has a way of giving me a high
A shot through my body, that gives me wings to fly
A twist on the fate that the Most High has put in place
Never has the thought of anyone made my heart race...
Like this

Who are you? Did you come from this planet?
Are we in a cosmic dream, or does my imagination run rampant?
Do I ask questions to these things that make no real sense
Eons to cool. Passion, power, cool mint...

And ever since, you walked your way into the footprints of my Soul
It was with you, I knew, that I was to grow old
But my head is heavy, I'm still confused with the Blues
Wondering about the outcome, but time with you is new

And through this love I grew...
Did I?

All I see is black now
Jedi

Heartstrings tugged at,
tongue tied, late nights
Surreal space flights
Just can't seem to get right

This may be the first of few...
but I wish to have no more, only this one here with you

Love Hangover

E.V.O.L.V.I.N.G. (Queen I Am...)

I feel peaceful, though I let peace go
No more Jesus walks and cathedrals
It’s hard to know you’re the one to navigate
Got quite an impact on my fate

Now I got a lot on my plate
But time moves slow, and then heartaches
Even longer to heal, even harder to deal
Even harder to sit and let my heart spill
Even harder to chill
I try to live like the wind
But still I have made my fair of impressions
On a canvas, known to no man’s space
They look and wonder why it seems my mind is in no man’s space
Because no man’s grace…
Can save me
I need no saving of…just a cup of water and Love

And hugs, oh how long it’s been
Since I felt the warmth of another, truly genuine
Would I even know the feeling if I felt it
From all the bullshit that I’ve dealt with
And not another bitter black woman to take the stage
The story of my life, can you write the page?
Or can you sit and gaze…like I sit and daze
Floating in purple haze, but still not feeling okay
I feel the chemicals they seduce me with
Weed supply anything other than organic
They planned it, but now that I know what to do…
But then I think, what do I know? This bullshit they call the truth

Yeah, unfortunately a member of the “troubled” youth
They laugh…say I got phrases old as Mother Goose
But I love the ones that love me back
They say “E&J I love you,” now how real is that?
How real is the fact….that right now they can’t see my graces?
But I’ll give ‘em three to five years, like sentences in prison spaces
And when they catch up, I’ll be onto a new flame
Burn, baby burn, my mind’s ashes are insane
And too tame…me, would be a hell of a task you see
Still I’m evolving….in a world of catastrophe


       **Afiyana Jones**

Acceptance...

But everytime I feel lost, I come out found.
I've searched, for the purpose, maybe into too many things.
But who am I without my dreams?

Today...it feels like a Renaissance. Thursday, Thursday. Wednesday was yesterday and information-filled...but still I was unthrilled.
I found myself wondering, maybe even wanting to be her. But realizing that with alot of muscle, comes alot of pain.

I know for a fact that I am strong, I know for a fact that my mind wanders and I have trenchant mental powers. I want to penetrate the Universe with my abilitiies.
I want to pierce the soul of others....a whole that allows the flow of light from the Most High to shine thru...guide thru.

Little do we know, we move so slow. Vibrations are so low.....I don't know.
I don't know what to do ...promise I don't know.

As found as I feel, I know I am lost. You know you are Lost because you found yourself...but you still know nothing.

The tree of Knowledge is infinite, so the more I grow, the more I have to grow. There's no level I can reach where I will be satisfied....please take me higher.

My desires, my rules...just tools of my imagination. I am not in control of this Destiny I call my own. It is ruled by those who earned the right to wear thrones. Afrikan Goddesses and Queens I see in my dreams. When I close my eyes I see those beautiful women surrounding me...pulling me back to sanity with their energy. Where would I be without my ground? Where would I be without my stability?

There are here, in me, healing me. They are all indwelling, but I must call on them to bring them to the forefront. For fronting, I get nothing. I guess I should speak how I feel.

I wonder if they will criticize me, for being too real.

This is why I chill..have not alot of interest in the social of situations. Have not alot of interest in those in which I may have surrounded myself with in the past, but not lately.

A few have stayed along the bassline...been there for too much of a time to let them go. They have watched me grow...and so I......

Thank my sister-friend Kyana. I love her because she accepts me for who I am. I can be vulnerable around her, I can tell her my secrets, she will never judge me. No matter how long I try to stay away from her, God will put her back on my path. She tells me the Truth about myself, I tell her the Truth. That is true Love-Friendship.

So with all of this said, I conclude by saying a breath of pure air may flow through my being. If I could just see how liberating writing (or typing) my thoughts down may be. Like a willow tree....I am everlasting.

I am a Black Rose...an Eternal Rose...w/ thorns to spare. I am not Perfect...and I will never be there.

                                                               Acceptance

**Afiyana Jones (E&J)

...And So My Transformation Begins....When will Yours??

I have been in the Healing Spirit for the last few weeks. I can literally "feel" the weight of negativity and inner struggle leaving my being. Now no battle is ever won and evolving is something that goes on forever but I am making significant strides. Series of events have brought me to senses that I never knew existed within my body. I have solidified being totally in tune with my intuition and going along with what I feel is right. Outside influences, although they are sometimes very close associates, can fuck you up in the long run.

One of my first and most obvious breakthroughs was when I took a look back at my journal entries. I saw the amount of stress, anger and uncertainty I brought into situations that I wanted or needed to go well. I laughed because I wondered how I could expect things to go well for me when I was always being so pessimistic about it. I am the controller of my destiny, and with a little inspiration from the Divine Order...my life is still ALL in my hands.
-So with this energy, it was like closing a door from my past...for good. I have performed energy healings on others but as I lay in my bed, contemplating, the voices of the Most High came over me and I followed the instructions. I healed myself...seriously. Mentally, totally, drastically. I cleansed my mind and my womb from the toxic relationships I had (both romantic and otherwise). I cleared my room and living space of all the negativity and I breathed easy, for once.

You don't know how much baggage you need to clear yourself from until you start clearing it. Things that you THOUGHT you forgot about are still deep in the recesses of our brains and hearts and cause spiritual blockages. We are beings of light, the Divine Energy within us blessed from the Most High. This beautiful, Black skin I wear is nothing but a vessel, and cannot hide the turbulence I hide inside.

I'm not perfect, I am not completely healed....but as stated earlier, I made significant strides toward the promised land of milk & honey....all available here on Earth to me.

So I will end by saying that a transformation is a life-long process.I know that I am wise beyond my years and most people my age don't even want to hear about any spiritual enlightenment....for FEAR it may take away from them the guilty pleasures of life they love the most. Let me assure you, I do what I want, but know...you ALWAYS reap what you sow. A laugh now may be a cry later....
-When the walls of your own entrapment break down, you start to see others around you for what they are. You start to see the way others may be using you (for financial gain or anything else), you see the mistake you made cutting that one person who really gave a damn about you out of yout life. You start to see the intricacies of life....EXACTLY for what they are.

I have cut people off, and I have no plans of returning. I graduated last Sunday and after a walk across that stage, I took all of my sanity back with me.All of my Love, my hope, my graciousness, my passion...all of the things that fuel my fire of life...I took it back. Today marks the day where I only distribute my goods to those who are well deserving. Being spiritually conscience does not mean becoming a slave to the needs of others. There is a way to take care of your needs first without being selfish. Today is just one of those days.Today, and every day that follows, I will trust what Erin wants, what Afiyana needs.I have no time for the greedy hearts of those who pretend to be brothers and sisters.

Heal. Transform Your Life. There is no right or wrong way to do it. Tune into yourself and let the rest fall into place. God gave you your third eye to see.....see beyond the fallacy of reality.

I Love....but the most Love comes from those who return the Love back.

R.I.P. to all of the fallen ancestors who live in the sky, the mountains, the plains of the world. The trees, the dust, the air...everywhere. My transformation begins NOW....when will yours?

Creator's Love (Placed in my Heart for You Boy)

I think that I've been lied too. Or either I was never told...such a shame I had to find out myself. But who else could I depend on to provide such valuable energy and informative light?

Heaven....in a black man's eyes. Heaven...in between a black woman's thighs. Sweet tenderness, hard to tame, like the moment of sunrise.

I can almost smell the euphoria of lovers post-morning session. I need not to imagine or dream, I can feel every time.Breath fills my body, sexual energy fills my space and I become overwhelmed with the feeling of weakness, strength, endurance and pain. All of the buckets of blood and water, perspiration and sedation that goes into the liasons of love makers. Those, like I, that may transport the energy to and fro. Only aligned withthe Most High you know...

I often thought what I was doing was "making love"...as I've grown, I know now that I was "fuckin'"....plain and simple. No love was exchanged in the bed of the lustful enemy who just wanted to use my body as a warm hole of pleasure. No love comes from the high-induced state he put me in just to bring me to arousal, demonstrating his lack of intelligience reagrding the feminine aspects. No love was there in the backseat of the van, pounding and pouncing. No Love....

I may swim in a million men and a million more dollars...but I was looking for Love in all the wrong places. Different credentials, different swags and different faces....but still couldn't find "it." Looking for love in the wrong places. In between the spaces, along the side of graces...but still not there...Love won't be found there...in all the wrong places.

I wish I could rewind...but then no I don't. Because now my heart is open wide...and Hope floats. Without the ability to hate and be dragged so low, how could I have such a great capacity to Love? My heart shines brightly..."you see me now...I'm beamin.'"

No more screaming, tag-teaming...most of yall is still dreamin'. But my heart, my mind....it took time...but I'm beamin'.

And now HE is all that I see. Oh, how I have waited so desperately. But I had to see...for me...that was not the way to be. Love, like life, should be carefree.  Care not of the small things he may do or say...for his feelings from the inside may feel a different way. No more speculation, no more worry. This here, is a true love story.

HE is all that I see...our love making was seriously, Sacred Energy. I go back and channel in my mind, and all I see is pure energy defined. No harsh rules, no ulterior motives. I love you and you love me....

We know...we know not, what to do with the energy in which we have been shot.
HE....do you know who you are? I've written plenty of things about your shining in my stars. I am the moon under a bright light...you are my sunshine when I lose sight. Just like God told me before...to wait and let the energy sweep you away...I may wait for you for any numbers of any days *smile*

I pass on passion to you, and it adds to the steam already forming in your core. In your body....while your eyes screaming that you want more. And sometimes I feel I may put too much into the energy I know we are a part of....this energy...only for two souls that form Love.

Spoken Word lyricist...knew you could get with this. Watching me as I switch...I won't replace this.

I am in Love...with Love. I am in Love...with your Love. So much to explore...so much more for you to show me. I hope that our energy revolves and you behold me...Afiyana. Through the Amazon...through the rainforests of life...through the rivers of eternity....this side..that side. No matter where our souls travel, I shall meet and see you again. I shall be with you again. We shall live again. We shall combine to make further life and when the breath leaves these vessels we occupy now, we shall live through our further life on Earth. I am not hurt, I am healed...from Love. Love healed me, and will never hurt me. Love does not hurt. Pain does. Love does not kill...hate does. Love is in the eye of the beholder...no Love is anything that is everything. Without Love...there is....

Love. Afiyana. Peace. Love. Peace. Afiyana. Boy I love you, and I lead not my heart down an alley to lead me astray. I Love...and I will save this love here for you anyday.

Love secured safely in my heart....the Creator out it there, for you, from the Start.

Honey...Molasses

I came across another one today. And I blazed her my way...indirectly.
As I sit here and think about her smile, the way she made me smile. All of her hopes and aspirations reflected in the moonlight last night. I thought I had lost all hope in the comitose, but here she flys. She flew right into my space, our stars lined up to be blissful. Only the Most High can arrange such a meeting...a meeting of Souls.

God is mysterious...a mysterious beauty that surrounds us all. If I align myself with Sacred beings, never can I fall. Never can I fail. I think that the meaning of life is defined in small moments like these. All of the bullsh*t the world has to offer....slows, and come second to a awe-inspired moment from the Most High. All moments belong to that energy but our recognition of them gives us more power in our our Sacred space. My space must be sacred and defined, for I defined the energy around me yesterday. I saw the energy waves that surrounded my being, released from my core and saw how my soul calls out to people. Certain levels of vibrations....lead to elevation.

So today started blessed, and will continue to be. Life is better than the lives of millionaires...when lived stress-free. I believe...I really do, and know now that God-energy is so omnipresent, simple, yet complex that it strategically positions us in the place of fate...at the right time...for the right things.

I started this post last week...and will finish it later..which translates into now. I know that my thoughts are beyond a galaxy that reaches most, but we are all Gods. I can't even begin to demoralize my being by sitting here and listing the trillions of thngs that have happened to us as a society, drawing us more and more to worldly ways.

I saw her and I dreamed of a place where I could be saved in my grace...the grace of Love. Where women like her would meet me to have meetings of the Soul...to stir up positive vibrations in our households, in our relationships, in our families, in our lives. In our homes, in our communities, in our backyards, at our jobs. If there was a price put on the ease of mind and positivity...I would be so broke. So broke....
These are the only things in life I long for...

So my sweet Angel, I know you will be there. When I first saw you, I said to myself "That's an angel..." Are you? Are you sent to me to build and vibe on a new level...unlike any others? One that will allow us to be free in ourselves, grow wise in our years and fear not the whispers or acceptance of "modern-day" people. Quite a struggle, quite alot to ask from a Soul...but mine is enriched, and I wish to share the Love of the Most High with you.

"Spread Goodness" is what the elders say. Spread Love from the Most High and shower me with flower essences of sweet smells, sweet hearts and sweet Black Women. My dolls, the beauty beyond beauty. The Spirit of a Goddess is covered with the Mahogany, Black, Sweet, Curvaceous honey-dripping hips and skin that are in direct alignment with the Divine Creator. I am Proud, Bold and Lovely. I am Proud to be an Afrikan Woman. I am proud to be an Afrikan. No longer will I be isolated with my potential, afraid if others will accept me or succumb to my natural, royal beauty. They have no choice.

While the others worry about the lustful, roaming eyes of men, she and I will drive into wilderness darknesses and play with strawberry fields and flowers.

While the others pay to play, we will be in the freedom of free. Spending nothing but our energy tirelessly. Living on nothing known to humanity. A new entire world only we can see. The concept of reality is fading...it's time for the new galaxies to open up.

While the others plan get-aways with no metaphysical content...we will live in the Sun. We will march like non-thieves into the hearts of many, and warm the Souls of the Lost. We will stray away from negative energy....for it is at a lost. I love you my Love, I love You, I love YOU!

Women of the world, women of the Nile...all are my child. Women of the world, women of the Nile...I Am your child.

We are one...We are of the same...can we find that magnetic wave...that leaves none of us in thegrave. Life is Eternal...Life is everlasting. Life is the answer....you are the question.

We are the quest for sweetback Knowledge...we are the quest for subliminal energy.We...are WOMAN. Afrikan Goddess, Warrior Princess...from the hills of Milano. To the droves of seas...to the smell of sweet peaches in Savannah. I am...Afiyana. You are... My Rose. "Honey Molasses"

The Same Ray of Sunshine...Floodgates of Love

How Inspired the Most High has me today. I have had a tendency in the past to post with my thoughts all over the place so I now try to remember to focus in on a subject. I am still not sure exactly what this post will be about so I will just write, or type rather, and tell you about the things that come to my mind.

Firstly, is Inspiration (once again).
I recently took a Career Personality Assessment test and saw that most of my strenghts lie in inspiring others to do good work. Well, I actually feel honored by that because that is what I love to do most. I love to help people realize their full potential often when they have failed to realize it themselves.

Inspiration is such a valuable form of energy because it is the gift that keeps on giving. For instance, I feel inspired by a variety of things this morning. From the Erykah Badu c.d. I played on the way to work, to the conversations I had with certain people last night, all of these small inspirations in my life were inspired by the Most High. Therefore, their light shines on me and I am in return, shining it onto you. Do you see how this exchange goes? What makes it really beautiful though is that we are all experiencing the same ray of light, the same ray of sunshine from Ra-our Sun God.
(Pause and Refelct on that Beauty).

How often we take for granted the goodness and gracious of a lovely, sunny day. Imagine life if you could not look to the sky...
Just that thought is absent of life...absent of light. Without the sky there would be nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, that we all come from the same light, the Same Ray of Sunshine. And through that Sunshine in our hearts, we Inspire ourselves and others around us. Inspiration is such a nice word to me right now, such an amazing theme. I see it as a transitionary phrase as well for me at this point. I am transitionaing with my power because I do not only use my Inspiration for myself, but to Inspire others. That's what begins to happen when you are overflowed and overjoyed with Love, Peace and Inspiration. You share it with others, you open up the sunshine in their hearts.
-The same way that people share their emotions and their problems when they are overflowed with negativity, wickedness, depression and self-doubt. Choose to be the one who provides people with solutions, not problems. Happiness, not scolding. Progression, not depression.
"Love. And Be Loved."   -This is also becoming a favorite quote/ theme of mine.

In Ms. Erykah Badu's latest album New Amerykah Part 2: Return of the Ankh, she has a song called "Love" where she breaks down some very true things about emotions. The song begins by explaining that all of our emotions have a vibratory frequency to them. That the only emotions that human beings experience in this plane are: Love and Fear. Any emotion that we have is either directly or indirectly related to these two emotions. She is so on point with that. To give you an example: If you go into your family reunion with the expectation that all of your family is going to embarass you with crude comments, loud talking, belching and everything possible to work your nerves, BELIEVE that this is exactly the type of experience you will encounter. Your mind allowed you to set the parameters of the situation with your ability to function around those that you are obviously emotionally connected to, your family. Your ability to love was overshadowed by your fear, or ability to hate and be the real person that you are.

If you take the same scenario and you go into it without the fear of being seen or perceived a "certain way," then this will be the ultimate bonding experience for you and your family. By not enclosing yourself with that fear of embarassment, rejection, agitated nerves etc., you have opened up the floodgates of love, allowing yourself to be totally loving and accepting of your family, as they will be towards you.

In Life, the very same rules apply. We all tend to wear masks of pride, anger, complaints and self-righteousness. These emotions are all normal but are being processed the wrong way.Why not be prideful about the fact that you can take control of your life and sto being a mental slave to the society around you. Or how about becoming angry about the way one of your brothers or sisters is representing themselves out in the street so you decide to inspire them to do better with themselves. There is a such thing of becoming so angry about something that you gently handle it. Or how about complaining about nothing that you have not exhausted every possibility of fixing yourself. This alone would cut down on alot of the confusion we experience each day in our lives. And self-righteousness...well that just needs to be displayed in a positive manner. There is a very thin line between confidence and cockiness. Know that although you may be more spiritually attuned, better dressed, a better reader or more accustomed to the "delicacies of life" then the next man, we all are still EQUAL. The Creator created all of us and therefore as humans we have the same capacity to do the same things mentally, physically and spiritually (actually, there may be some tweeks to that information here and there but that is a topic for another blog post :). If one man or woman can do it, then any man or woman can.

Are you functioning on a high vibratory frequency of Love? Or on the low, slow vibrational frequency of Fear?
Fear and Love are as different as night and day, but night and day are both, inevitable. Therefore it is natural to fear, natural to feel a certain way about things you don't understand. But it is also within nature that you find that shining light, that Golden Ray of Sunshine that is promised each morning when the sun rises. And when the sun sets, our emotions don't set with it, we all are still...the same frequency.

So ride in Love, open your soul to the overflowing blessings of the Most High that naturally weave their way into your life when the highest freuqency of all, Love, takes over your being.

Fear not. "For there is nothing to Fear but Fear itself." - Roosevelt

Love & Fear. So far apart but so near. I am, We are...the same Golden Ray of Sunshine. Allow all of our hearts to shine collectively, let the floodgates of Love free...and at Peace our souls shall be.

 Peace, Love and Energy always. Tua Neteru (My Inspiration through you)...E&J**

I've Accepted That Too...

I once was a simple Wild Child with no direction. Now I am a Nubian Child Goddess...what a transition.

I have accepted that I will not be understood by the spiritually and mentally meeks of men. Can I help it? No!
Do I plan to help it? Hell no.
-If the student asks, then the teacher shall help. Why should I spend all of my time and energy trying to wake up those who don't want to be shaken from their deep slumber?

Miami, I think about. I think about my entire college experience and sometimes get nauseated. At the simplicity, the superficiality, the clothes that make the person (not the other way around), the oversexing, the abusing of our bodies....I too fell victim to this so I relate so whole-heartedly. Why do we continue to manipulate and dilute our bodies like this? Those that put these images out don't love us..they love the MONEY that they give us...that we give right back to them! How many niggas (excuuuuse me) you know that can save 200 dollars opposed to buying a pair of Jordan's?
I too am a victim of the scam for I love material possessions...but not more than the moral fabric of my life..of my being!

I've Accepted that not only will he deny the feelings, he will cringe at them, seeing it as a sign if weakness. I have accepted that his friends' outlandish disrespect for Black Women is what fuels his Ego and will make him treat them...how many others may treat them. I have accepted that...but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

I have accepted that it will take a truly, Special, touched by GOD-man to be my mate for life. The way we raise our children, what we eat, how we live, will coincide with the Creator and therefore we must be in tune with the Cosmos, and therefore each other, ultimately.

I have accepted that romantic love is not the only kind of Love to experience in this plane. Love of Life. Love of Trees. Love of Mental Stability. Love of the Children. Love. A four-letter word that holds so much power, and pain.

I have Accepted that I was born to make mistakes. That EVERY little single thing that happens in our life is for a REASON. A real Reason...and that reason often holds a bitter lesson. Divine Order is in control darling, become the captain of your ship with the God-energy inside you to guide you.

Inspiration comes from Inspiration. Inspired by those that don't even know you, know us. You inspire me. Inspire someone today. I encourage you! Tell that woman on the train that you like her scarf or that black man how proud you are to see him walking with his kids. Help that elderly lady get her groceries to the car or simply smile at a stranger and see how much this brightens YOUR day.
Love. Inspiration. Peace. Are all two way-streets. We are all from the same energy and therefore have the ability to HEAL each other. Play a vital role in healing someone else's afflicted wounds today. It will also help you to heal yours.
I've Accepted That I am a Nubian Child Goddess with the strength, emotions and stability to sink a ship...or keep it afloat.

I've Accepted That my Love is inspired by the Creator's and by you. I choose to Inspire and Uplift. With all the Love the Creator has given me...why keep it to myself??

Love. Peace. HairGrease. HotCombs and BBQ Plates. They all make the sum of us...and I am looking for much Love to come in the Summer months.

Inspiration= Creation. Recreate yourself!

Follow me down this Lovely Path...

Umm Excuse Me...Have You Seen My FREEDOM?!?!?

I wonder who I could ask this question to. Our minds are so locked down right now, screaming to be free.
Where do you even begin to look? How can I find it? Did I ever have it? Will it cost me?

Freedom. What's the cost?
Honestly speaking, this post came to me while drifting to sleep last night. I always ask myself a series of questions before I officially begin to dream but while searching for answers about the Revolution, Black Supremacy, White Supremacy and the like, I came up with nothing. But however I also did find that all whites are not racist and all blacks aren't Revolutionaries.


But then I let my mind wander a bit without my conscience navigating and it hit me: When will I be free? I want to ask somebody on the street today "Umm...excuse me. But have you seen my Freedom?"

So many of us ask this question: Mostly symbolically or subconsciously. Where can we find freedom as a People, as a Nation?...a Nation of Slaves, both mental and physical. Let me not go into the cliche' aspects of the Universe but ponder on my thought of: Freedom.

Webster's Dictionary defines Freedom as: The quality or state of being free: as a : the absence of necessity, coercion, or constraint in choice or action  B: liberation from slavery or restraint or from the power of another : independence c : the quality or state of being exempt or released usually from something onerous

I highlighted/ bolded some words in that definition because they are, to me, the most important. All of these things which this definition characterizes as Freedom: Liberation (from SLAVERY/ Restraint), POWER (from another) are all things that cannot be given to anyone. They cannot be bought (although some believe that money = power) or Sold (even though our Ancestors were).

So I may walk outdoors, go to a church home, meet with the New Black Panther Party, sing Jill Scott and Lauryn Hill at the top of my lungs, only tune in to VH1 Soul, eat green beans with no meat and go to every Rally/ March for racial inequality...but still, am I Free?

I can become rich and famous, want for nothing in this world and live on Islands unknown to humanity, but still, am I Free?

"See, I been-a-trying to find my Freedom, See. We been-a-pushin' and goin' a long-a-ways see...want my Freedom see...want myyyy Freedom see!".............Do you hear your Ancestors singing?.....

I would be lying if I said I knew all the answers, or even all the questions. But I do wanna know: Have you seen my Freedom?

Is my Freedom on a t.v. screen or in a magazine. Is my Freedom in that paper that glows green, and makes even the most Righteous man scheme?

My Freedom, My Free.

Will you ever find me?

But I found my Free, under a tree, within the earth...sat there, that book and me. Freedom is learning, Freedom is knowledge, Freedom is not half the shit they teach you in college! (Shoutouts to HU...Ha!)

If you notice one thing I didn't list as what can make me free is consciously freeing my mind.
        
  "To free my mind, takes time, but when mastered, is sublime."

It would only make sense that the only way I can answer this question the same way I received it. If you recall, this question came to me while I was letting my mind float. Therefore, it only makes sense to me that the ANSWER would come to me the same way.

Freedom is Mental, therefore Elemental and Instrumental...to Change.

Change. Some people hear that word and become afraid but Change is Natural my dear, Change is all around you.

I have the answer to my question, and although I may not always apply this Knowledge, simply knowing is the best start.

  Free your MIND...and everything else shall follow behind.


(Since Brother Malcolm visited me last night and probably is most of the Inspiration for this post as well, may I share with you some of his thoughts?)

"Nobody can give you Freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you're a man, you take it." 

"You can't seperate peace and Freedom because no one can be at Peace unless he has his freedom."
- Malcolm X, Malcolm X Speaks, 1965

And with that said, Peace to all. Peace be with you. Uhuru, Knowledge and Greetings from the Most High...Neteru!

             Free your MIND......and leave all the rest behind.....

                                                       E&J

Life, like Love...is not made to be lived alone....(an Afiyana post)

The rain came...and soon left.

Ahhh, today how good it feels to breathe a new breahth of air. I feel refreshed. Blessed. No stress (well...)

Anyway, although I can come off very strong, I too, am weak. It takes a real woman to say that, to admit it to herself and others. I am the first to help, the first to pray for you, the first to send my Positive energy out to you...but believe me, I need your help too.
Life is not made to be lived alone...the creatures, the trees, the nature, the forest; all of these beings around us...sprouted from the same Creative Force energy. Life is not made to be lived alone.
And not only in the context of soulmates and lovers, though LOVE is one of my favorite topics, there are plenty others. Love, Identity, Nature, Life, Cure/ Healing, even March Madness!
But I remain as will, that Life, is not made to be lived alone.

I too go through battles in my heart and my being. Sometimes caught up in what someone else wants me to be, or modeling a picutre of myself that I know is astray from my heart...but aren't we all guilty? I just wish we could all be more real with each other. My Guardian angel told me this past Friday that everyone will not see your emotions/ passion as a weakness. This is so true, in that, we get so hell-bent on protecting our pride that often times, we forget how to Love. We forget how to be on with Nature, with each other, with our sister, with our brother.
-I vowed a long time ago to stop calling Black women bitches and to respect my Black Kings in this world...recognizing the pain in myself allowed me to open my heart to the Unity between us as a people. What you should never do is allow someone else to stop YOU from being YOU. For instance, I sometimes smile and acknowledge my brothers and sisters that I see on the street and they ignore me. But instead of becoming discouraged, I recognize that many of us cannot break away from the product our old "masters" created for us and therfore, remain stuck. So I still acknowledge them, smile, and pray that I can impact them to speak to another one of their brothers or sisters they see on a later date.

-For real though, this post was inspired by a slight trauma I experienced. But I know for sure that instantly, the God within you can cure all the ill wounds of society. While last summer I spent alot of time in isolation, I see that this summer is a time for more growth. Last summer I had to grow spiritually strong by myself, finding my own path. I have continued down this road for a while but I know now that this summer is bigger than me. This is the summer to spread my love to the masses, to enjoy the nature in springtime and to rejoice with love all of those that I come into contact with.
What good is the knowledge and Love of the Most High if I only use it to my advantage? Love continuously flows through when you open your heart to others.

-Life, is not made to be lived alone.
And as I sit on my throne, I promise to make all of those who are involved in my life, more spiritually attuned by conversations and transactions with me. Most of this comes to me in my dreams, for I am a fairy Goddess, with nature's secrets of the Love-filled atmospheric Universe.

Can you float with me? Will you? For my life, like yours, was not made to be lived alone.

Join me brothers and sisters, on my throne. In this life (and the next one), you shall never....be alone.

Afiyana

My Alter Ego(s) Revelation... :)

Good Morning, Good Afternoon and Evening. Whenever this post finds you is fine with me. I am a quiet "E", and then an apostrophe. Nevertheless, I have been on some serious self-discovery since May of last year and here I am in 2010 with a serious revelation people.

I just found out that I have SEVERAL alter egos.....Not one, or even two, but follow, for me to name a few!

Erin Jenkins (This is the name I was given at birth. But here, in Amerikkka, it's my Slave Name. Even though the name Jenkins, over the years, has come to be assocaited with Black Families, this is not my original Afrikan name. But, it is the one I us professionally, vocationally and for contracts. This is the very surface part of me. Erin is just an identifier, like a Social Security number. It says nothing about the depths of who I am.)

E&J

E&J (This is my Radio Personality and Name. E&J is a nickname that I received in college from a very special friend of mine and the people who are most comfortable around me usually call me this name. It has nothing to do with the drink LOL...it is simply my coined name for my unique personality, perspectives and humor that I bring to any situation. She is a little poetic, but more floetic, if you catch my drift. E&J is more of a stage name in that sense; the way I appear to the world as a journalist, activist, writer and sometimes, comedian. Cool, calm, collective and a tad bit of a handful. If you know me, for real, then you probably identify me as Ms. E&J)

Queen Afiyana

 Queen Afiyana (Ahhh, now we are getting deeper. This name was literally, brought to me by the Heavens. I received this name from the Spiritual realm for it is my Spirit Name. When I am in the presence of other spirits, this is probably what I am identified as. Afiyana is a pleasure of sorts. She is wild, very wild; with rebellious hair and a mean switch to match. She is a Fire if you light that match, a Desire. Her power symbol and animal is her Black Panther "Tao." She travels with him through the nighttime Amazon, carrying a stick for protection and wears animal wraps on her black skin. She is a Queen. An independent, fierce, heroic, healing, teacher to all humanity. Her sweet lips whisper life into the words: Justice, Harmony, Love, Religion (non-traditional) and Spirituality. She is Spirituality; for she is the epitome of the Black Woman's essence. All of the traits, light and dark, and then some. Her bronze frame is sure to tame any of the suitors she pursues. Back arched like a sleek cat...she is Queen Afiyana. And the

nighttime forest is her best friend.) 

Renelle Revolutionare'

Renelle Revolutionare' (You can call her all of the egos balled into one. Renelle is the Revolutionary spirit that awakened my senses and traced me back to my roots, our history. She was one of the first alter Egos ever created in my psyche, on a spiritual level though. I remember her clearly, but she only emerges on some days. As a political activist, there's Renelle Revolutionare'. As a poem writer about Black Struggle {in Amerikkka or elsewhere}, there she is again. As a guest speaker at open mics and panels for discussion about Black Progress {and the sorts}, there she is. Renelle Revolutionare' is the Black Panther in the figurative form of the word. The spirit of our {militant} black Ancestors lives in her deeply and she firmly believes in Malcolm X when he whispers to her "By Any Means Neccessary." She is free. She is Freedom. Renelle Revolutionare' is the face to be worn, at times. But she emerges as the realest form of real if you have ever seen it. Soul Sistah- with a Black Fist raised. The revolutionary spirit is deep in the recesess of her DNA, and she despises ignorance on any level. Don't piss Renelle Revolutionare' off though, that's all I'ma say, today and anyday. :)

With that said, where is your journey of self-discovery headed to? I ask you because I know mine has just begun. Even with these few alter egos, I know all of them will evolve as I do. Not everyone has alter egos, or even seeks to find them. But I have found mine, and oh waht a day it is to rejoice. To the Most High, my feminine and masculine energies are to join and be proud. Today I fully step into my crown. -Queen Afiyana