Da First of Da Month hit me--and now it's gripping me. This is truly a new time. Eye am forced to move from cumbersome and mediocre goals and assets in Life. Eye see myself trimmed in gold, wading in the waters of abundance and climbing trees with my children. Eye see valley Life; a connection with Nature. eternal. Eye see myself in the light of Creation--the most Holy and lifting of lights--even on the quietest of nights. Everything around me is changing, as my World is rearranging.
Eye embrace this change and angle my ranges to accept favor and beautiful blissings in all forms. Though they may come as non-traditional as Eye once thought necessary--but at least they are here. Eye can finally hear the voices of my Angels--all of my fortune manifesting. Eye can finally feel it--Eye know my purpose here. And throughout it all, the key is to work with it, through it and around it. Become it--the purpose you were put here for. Eye am grateful Eye am young, and have found my (main) niche. And it is blessing you with these words--so many words. So many places they come from, so many avenues and planes my love and mind has traveled to. So many days and nights Eye whispered and wondered, where all of this enchanted fairy dust came from. And now Eye know. Eye know that Eye am communicating with Divine Intelligence that has news and Love for me. Eye know that Eye am one with the Heavens, the moons, the stars, the Earth and the rays of sunshine that bask and bless honey. Eye know.
And now, all Eye want to do is fly free in my Destiny. Eye feel as free as Eye once did--that summer in 2009 when Eye found the missing pieces of my Royal Destiny--when Eye was flying home to Kemet nightly, and leaving behind the lies of this Western World. Eye get emotional--Eye know we need to escape. Eye know Eye have to go. Eye know--crystal waters and blue-flowing rivers await my Soul's heartstrings and the timing of it all is Divine. Eye know Eye have been here before--and though the Moon is my guidance and everything--Eye am Everything. Connected most to the Moon though--to the Divine Feminine Consciousness that dwells there--the smell and ecstasy of the Eternity. The passion-laden crisp, spring fresh air of...all. Totality in the Universe.
Rainforests--where Mermaids and fairies lay, everyday. And Nature plays amongst the high rises of the oceans--whose mist kisses all of the breaths of existence. Here is no stress, and never lifeless.
Breathing, Eye remember, and surrender. And inhale Moon fragrances that will tickle my spirit and eyelids. SHE---and that's what we shall forever be.
Moon Priestess. Naree'
What you are about to witness are my thoughts....just my thoughts. Right or wrong: tis how Eye am feeling at the time.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Friday, February 1, 2013
Soul Cleanse. Prototype.
You are the Prototype.
Amazing how Eye allow my mind to draw the allusion that Eye lost my passion to write. My words are all Eye have---Eye feel that way sometimes.
Today is emotional, Eye feel alone.Although social stirrings surround me, in a crowded room, the Soul is alone. Not looking for a home but just, so in tune with the Throne that everyday Matrix reality is--harsh. Scarcely, Eye smile. Dreaming for a while. My Soul needs isolation from the vibrations of temptation to really--break free from this cage Babylon has me in. Eye want to walk off the plantation so bad--Eye'm still scared--scared to be free. Scared---and that makes me sad. That Eye lack faith in the Most High and myself. Be smart, they will say--but Eye am also afraid.
Dreaming--and onto an Island, where no worries are present. Eye mean--what's Life without chaos, without it, we wouldn't know order. Or would we?
Were we born too suffer? Alone--while the allusions of Life will have you think that money will solve all of the problems of tomorrow and all of the sorrows of a heart so hollow--oh no.
Golden sun rays and silver moonlight, all on my psyche. Something gotta be waiting for me--something gotta allow me to be free. Eye can't stop the tears from flowing today--why am Eye? Why? It's just my Soul cleansing. Lawd she needs it.
It's just my dreams from last night--when my Ankhcestors took me on many flights. It's just ME. All that Eye can be. SHE.
Moon Priestess Rasta Kush Fruit Flavored Goddess, never modest. Naree'. Amun.
Amazing how Eye allow my mind to draw the allusion that Eye lost my passion to write. My words are all Eye have---Eye feel that way sometimes.
Today is emotional, Eye feel alone.Although social stirrings surround me, in a crowded room, the Soul is alone. Not looking for a home but just, so in tune with the Throne that everyday Matrix reality is--harsh. Scarcely, Eye smile. Dreaming for a while. My Soul needs isolation from the vibrations of temptation to really--break free from this cage Babylon has me in. Eye want to walk off the plantation so bad--Eye'm still scared--scared to be free. Scared---and that makes me sad. That Eye lack faith in the Most High and myself. Be smart, they will say--but Eye am also afraid.
Dreaming--and onto an Island, where no worries are present. Eye mean--what's Life without chaos, without it, we wouldn't know order. Or would we?
Were we born too suffer? Alone--while the allusions of Life will have you think that money will solve all of the problems of tomorrow and all of the sorrows of a heart so hollow--oh no.
Golden sun rays and silver moonlight, all on my psyche. Something gotta be waiting for me--something gotta allow me to be free. Eye can't stop the tears from flowing today--why am Eye? Why? It's just my Soul cleansing. Lawd she needs it.
It's just my dreams from last night--when my Ankhcestors took me on many flights. It's just ME. All that Eye can be. SHE.
Moon Priestess Rasta Kush Fruit Flavored Goddess, never modest. Naree'. Amun.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Miracle Meela (Moon Goddess Induction)
Who wan' it wit da (Moon) Priestess, eh?
See---ascended we are, but that's from a Supreme Place. We speak not from a place of rebel territory, not from a place of hatred, not from a place of guilt, not even from a place of what you deem as "God," but, this place we resonate and exist from is Supreme. And when Eye say "WE," Eye am speaking about the Nagas.
Nagas are the holders of collective consciousness, the Royalty that ruled Nations and the Chosen Caretakers of the Universe. You don't have to believe me--just watch!
Eye feel the need to just express myself--as the Ankhcestors use me as their vessel. Eye have been here since there was every anything to BE. There is no beginning or an end---the Moors, the Afrikans, the Kemites, the Egyptians, the Moroccans, the Arabs and whomever else--whatever you choose to call the Indigenous people of this planet--we always and always will BE.
And Eye am the Priestess. A Moon Priestess--chosen and ordained by the Royal Throne of Existence and all Divine Consciousness. Again, this is not anything Eye have to prove---it is just known that Eye was birthed in the womb of the Moon. Today, we join hands and welcome my Queen, Mentor and fellow Goddess, Miracle Meela. Eye write this post just to induct such a Soul into something so beautiful, so fulfilling and so in tune with the vibrations of all energy that moves in the stratosphere. SHE---as we refer to selves. A visit to that holy place--thank you Meela. Thank you love--for this journey you have embarked upon. The Universal Ankhcestors give us their blessing.
In Love, in Truth, in Wisdom, in ALLAH----Eye Self Law and Master. Ase.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Source Love.
Today Eye woke up high...sweet breath to caress *sigh*
Eye saw trouble on the face of my young--not my literal offspring, but the carrier of the inner-G that has me sprung.
Eye comforted--knowing that for me he does the same. That is what we are here for. Angels from the same.
Source Love--that's all we need and strive for. Our whole lives what we dive for, never knowing that subconsciously, the pieces of the life puzzle never fit completely because what we were missing was--Source Love.
Take a moment to reflect.
Eye connect to the stars of the Universal sound in motion, and the Ocean. But it is all connected to all of the marvels that my hue-man mind sometimes locks me down to not fathom. And at time my own alchemy amazes me so much that Eye think that Eye have gained belief in something so--delusional. But it is pure. Source Love.
And an Angel came one day, looke at me and said "Source Love is from where we resonate--all of our existence is tied to moving in the Light of the Most High." And Eye am a loyal servant.
Eye am here doing God's work. Bring healing and sanction to this plane called Earth--during my visit. And all of the Angels that swim in the waters with dolphins and sing in the hearts of children and manifest in the minds of those that serve mankind--are Source Love.
The Sun is Source Love. My Love is Source Love. Your touch is Source Love. The Black Flying Dove is Source Love. Source Love---more potent than any drug.
Purely, and fiyah desire is the result. All in one. One in all. My Love inspired--to give Source Love a call.
Moon Priestess.
Eye saw trouble on the face of my young--not my literal offspring, but the carrier of the inner-G that has me sprung.
Eye comforted--knowing that for me he does the same. That is what we are here for. Angels from the same.
Source Love--that's all we need and strive for. Our whole lives what we dive for, never knowing that subconsciously, the pieces of the life puzzle never fit completely because what we were missing was--Source Love.
Take a moment to reflect.
Eye connect to the stars of the Universal sound in motion, and the Ocean. But it is all connected to all of the marvels that my hue-man mind sometimes locks me down to not fathom. And at time my own alchemy amazes me so much that Eye think that Eye have gained belief in something so--delusional. But it is pure. Source Love.
And an Angel came one day, looke at me and said "Source Love is from where we resonate--all of our existence is tied to moving in the Light of the Most High." And Eye am a loyal servant.
Eye am here doing God's work. Bring healing and sanction to this plane called Earth--during my visit. And all of the Angels that swim in the waters with dolphins and sing in the hearts of children and manifest in the minds of those that serve mankind--are Source Love.
The Sun is Source Love. My Love is Source Love. Your touch is Source Love. The Black Flying Dove is Source Love. Source Love---more potent than any drug.
Purely, and fiyah desire is the result. All in one. One in all. My Love inspired--to give Source Love a call.
Moon Priestess.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Tones of Divinty...
Woke up to kisses on my face...and my ankh around my waist. Black honey's taste
See. often times Eye would hide from a deep feeling Eye had inside--but wait--Eye aint ever felt kisses like this. Eye never felt warmth like this, Eye've never been held like this, never laughed so much, never...
Damn. Ain't it something when you think back about it? At least me, all of the bullshyt Eye've endured and encountered when dealing with the loss thrones of Afrikan Kings...and dreams. Eye remember. And brought to my consciousness is a recapturing of my destiny--a man frm many lands away--living a bit in amnesia and needing of me. And Eye need him so.
He taught me to love again--really. How to let go of pride, ego and past issues. Not fully--but Eye'm getting there. Taught me that love has an acquired taste, it is not perfect and it just IS. Eye see now that society cannot define what goes on with it, or how the manifestation of what Eye do should go--or how it should come about, into fruition. Eye hear the calls of my Ankhcestors--telling me to Love who Eye love. Do as my Spirit says so--no concern about what looks good on paper. Though these words bleed through your screen and you know what the Queen means.
But yes--on this, ride...Eye shake my head, which shakes my dreads which shakes my legs--as Eye think about our connection in the eons of the Universal cosmos. Eye know. And you do too. When you hold me, Eye feel what your eyes are revealing. Behind them Eye see secrets...of my deepest theses. On rose petals that tickle the brim of my nose--or your lips that tenderly tickle the base of my neck, or the silly laughs that follow all of your love-laced kisses. Thank you.
Thank you for listening--thank you for being there--thank you for reminding me that Eye was worthy of Love again--though the Most High shows immeasurable Love--thank you for being that reflection of the Most High's Love in flesh form. Thank you. For standing with me, allowing your body language to speak to me in the tone of divinity. That's what it is--and that's what it always was. What this always will be. Mark my words--mark my destiny.
Queen Naree'. Priestess.
See. often times Eye would hide from a deep feeling Eye had inside--but wait--Eye aint ever felt kisses like this. Eye never felt warmth like this, Eye've never been held like this, never laughed so much, never...
Damn. Ain't it something when you think back about it? At least me, all of the bullshyt Eye've endured and encountered when dealing with the loss thrones of Afrikan Kings...and dreams. Eye remember. And brought to my consciousness is a recapturing of my destiny--a man frm many lands away--living a bit in amnesia and needing of me. And Eye need him so.
He taught me to love again--really. How to let go of pride, ego and past issues. Not fully--but Eye'm getting there. Taught me that love has an acquired taste, it is not perfect and it just IS. Eye see now that society cannot define what goes on with it, or how the manifestation of what Eye do should go--or how it should come about, into fruition. Eye hear the calls of my Ankhcestors--telling me to Love who Eye love. Do as my Spirit says so--no concern about what looks good on paper. Though these words bleed through your screen and you know what the Queen means.
But yes--on this, ride...Eye shake my head, which shakes my dreads which shakes my legs--as Eye think about our connection in the eons of the Universal cosmos. Eye know. And you do too. When you hold me, Eye feel what your eyes are revealing. Behind them Eye see secrets...of my deepest theses. On rose petals that tickle the brim of my nose--or your lips that tenderly tickle the base of my neck, or the silly laughs that follow all of your love-laced kisses. Thank you.
Thank you for listening--thank you for being there--thank you for reminding me that Eye was worthy of Love again--though the Most High shows immeasurable Love--thank you for being that reflection of the Most High's Love in flesh form. Thank you. For standing with me, allowing your body language to speak to me in the tone of divinity. That's what it is--and that's what it always was. What this always will be. Mark my words--mark my destiny.
Queen Naree'. Priestess.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Corazon De Negro
So Eye can remember how to Love...like a flying Black Dove.
My Love doesn't always have to do with the significance of another in my sphere--but many, that Eye hold dear--to mi heart and Soul. Corazon.
The denial of the trials of this ride called Life, and Eye am...a rising phoenix
Long ago Eye forgot that Eye was a Queen--Regal, shining with all that gold, milk and honey between. Love, dreams--and a higher consciousness than anyone would know. Rivers would flow--just in my honor. And Eye know my mind was blown, with plenty .....
Fill in the blanks--of my space--for a taste--of the Nile Stream Valley's finest--your highness--and also a South American entity--Spanish and bilingual--white-clothed deity.
Negro Corazon. Black, heart, A forever burning coal of fiyah...don't ever deny the heart's desire.
For Eye am...and today and night, Eye fly freer than most...freer than the Bahamian coast. Luv to the Islands...sweeter than sugarcane. Love to the Souls that willow in the palm trees of coconut groves. Love to the wombmen who heal their children, love their men and their sisters. Love to the sinners--love to the monks. Love to the holy lands--and holy chil'ren. Love to the chil'ren of the Sun---we that descend from the Most High Mighty One. Love. Corazon De Negro.
My Love doesn't always have to do with the significance of another in my sphere--but many, that Eye hold dear--to mi heart and Soul. Corazon.
The denial of the trials of this ride called Life, and Eye am...a rising phoenix
Long ago Eye forgot that Eye was a Queen--Regal, shining with all that gold, milk and honey between. Love, dreams--and a higher consciousness than anyone would know. Rivers would flow--just in my honor. And Eye know my mind was blown, with plenty .....
Fill in the blanks--of my space--for a taste--of the Nile Stream Valley's finest--your highness--and also a South American entity--Spanish and bilingual--white-clothed deity.
Negro Corazon. Black, heart, A forever burning coal of fiyah...don't ever deny the heart's desire.
For Eye am...and today and night, Eye fly freer than most...freer than the Bahamian coast. Luv to the Islands...sweeter than sugarcane. Love to the Souls that willow in the palm trees of coconut groves. Love to the wombmen who heal their children, love their men and their sisters. Love to the sinners--love to the monks. Love to the holy lands--and holy chil'ren. Love to the chil'ren of the Sun---we that descend from the Most High Mighty One. Love. Corazon De Negro.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Over.....
So overwhelmed with words until my brain burns. Today Eye feel a little off balance. Only thing to blame is the Babylonian system that has me working like a slave. Unfair and unfit conditions for my mental, physical and yes, spiritual.
Some will have me to think its something else going on inside of me that makes me react this way but truth be told, Eye need an income change ASAP. Eye project that onto this world wide web and the Universe. Do not know exactly where all of the creative income will be streaming from but, just know that it will. Just writing these few short words did wonders for my Spirit...Eye am so fatigued from this rat race. It makes no sense to me how they expect a human to be a machine...without more wage turns. But it is all good, Eye will let the time burn away all of my stress and worry. Eye know for sure that Heaven is watching and helping from afar...and that's why Eye know who you are. Plenty of intelligence has been received. Eyem feeling more private now...Eyem feeling more grounded; in my spirituality and my heart. A theses for a Priestess. Know who Eye am.
Eye don't just say these things. Eye cringe when Eye see imposters, but you only lying to yourself so why would Eye engage in any dialogue or thought process about what is afronted.
Eye have to get back to my writing...it is the only thing that gives me sanity. Hopfeully we can love away. Love today.
Marley.
Some will have me to think its something else going on inside of me that makes me react this way but truth be told, Eye need an income change ASAP. Eye project that onto this world wide web and the Universe. Do not know exactly where all of the creative income will be streaming from but, just know that it will. Just writing these few short words did wonders for my Spirit...Eye am so fatigued from this rat race. It makes no sense to me how they expect a human to be a machine...without more wage turns. But it is all good, Eye will let the time burn away all of my stress and worry. Eye know for sure that Heaven is watching and helping from afar...and that's why Eye know who you are. Plenty of intelligence has been received. Eyem feeling more private now...Eyem feeling more grounded; in my spirituality and my heart. A theses for a Priestess. Know who Eye am.
Eye don't just say these things. Eye cringe when Eye see imposters, but you only lying to yourself so why would Eye engage in any dialogue or thought process about what is afronted.
Eye have to get back to my writing...it is the only thing that gives me sanity. Hopfeully we can love away. Love today.
Marley.
Friday, November 9, 2012
Wind
So a dying Soul is subject to the spiraling of energy...daily.
Don't fall with them...they will only bring more drama and stress and ugliness to your sphere.
Pure Spirits must perservere.
Amun.
Don't fall with them...they will only bring more drama and stress and ugliness to your sphere.
Pure Spirits must perservere.
Amun.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Incomplete.
Eye be feeling like...high when Eye go on these rides. Thankful for the low and high tides. An ever-changing galaxy spin on the axis brim...know.
In the midst of confusion, Eye drown in allusions...becoming a prisoner to my mind's intrusion. And sometimes, when the sky is full of my tears, she cries, sweet and warm lullabies.
Ties to old hurt and pain, but without this, nothing Eye would gain. And see we maintain, just doing our thang. Writer since birth, from the womb to the tomb. Black like the night-lights..an Afrikan Monsoon.
And though they think they know me, they only know the cover. The outer core of my inner being, and there will never be another. Poetry strikes me and my writing is inspired. And my ink bleeds, all of my desires.
And then in my dreams, they take me high...and in the manifestation, they transpire.
Eye am so above this...the chains of society. The chains of the oppressor, the M'assa out here riding me. Clocking me....man break these chains. Dem can't hold a lioness...and never will they tame
But then when it rains, it eases my pain. Eye take a puff or two, knowing Eye do what Eye have to, to maintain.
Circles, 360....all of them with me. All of the above is when the below ground will hit me. Blessed Be, won't we be. Loving under a cherry tree. Once thought the only man Eye loved didn't love me, and then HE came along see.
And Love can inspire, damn it takes me higher. Cold like a fiyah....
Naree'.
In the midst of confusion, Eye drown in allusions...becoming a prisoner to my mind's intrusion. And sometimes, when the sky is full of my tears, she cries, sweet and warm lullabies.
Ties to old hurt and pain, but without this, nothing Eye would gain. And see we maintain, just doing our thang. Writer since birth, from the womb to the tomb. Black like the night-lights..an Afrikan Monsoon.
And though they think they know me, they only know the cover. The outer core of my inner being, and there will never be another. Poetry strikes me and my writing is inspired. And my ink bleeds, all of my desires.
And then in my dreams, they take me high...and in the manifestation, they transpire.
Eye am so above this...the chains of society. The chains of the oppressor, the M'assa out here riding me. Clocking me....man break these chains. Dem can't hold a lioness...and never will they tame
But then when it rains, it eases my pain. Eye take a puff or two, knowing Eye do what Eye have to, to maintain.
Circles, 360....all of them with me. All of the above is when the below ground will hit me. Blessed Be, won't we be. Loving under a cherry tree. Once thought the only man Eye loved didn't love me, and then HE came along see.
And Love can inspire, damn it takes me higher. Cold like a fiyah....
Naree'.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Healing for You
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Creation.
Eye remember on a sweet, sweet morning, Eye rose and the smell of flowers and morning dew brushed amongst my senses. Eye was so in Love.
Bumblebees were outside and birds kissing and cooing. The trees still wet from tropical storms. Right outside of my window are children in white cloth, playing, laughing and smiling with their mothers. Their fathers are off making a way, soon to come back to the unit.
Eye can see the Nation here. Eye see blue kisses across the sky, Eye see many first of third eyes, and Eye hear plenty of cries, but it all soothes.
The sunshine is new, and so beautiful. Crystal lake sand castles and black sand remembrances. Genesis.
Bumblebees were outside and birds kissing and cooing. The trees still wet from tropical storms. Right outside of my window are children in white cloth, playing, laughing and smiling with their mothers. Their fathers are off making a way, soon to come back to the unit.
Eye can see the Nation here. Eye see blue kisses across the sky, Eye see many first of third eyes, and Eye hear plenty of cries, but it all soothes.
The sunshine is new, and so beautiful. Crystal lake sand castles and black sand remembrances. Genesis.
Friday, October 12, 2012
The New Book Cover....
Eye forgot so quickly about lies told as Eye looked into his
Soul. A Love so bold. And with him Eye
knew…Eye wanted to grow old.
Black Hunny...
Eye just wanna take you higher.
Be the Soul~Dream that you desire.
You can smell my soaps on my skin, and my inviting kisses letting you in
Filled to the brim, overrunning with Love flow
Eyes low, Eye know...from inhaled hydro
And we drive slow, on a makeshift axis
and we plant kisses on the shoreline of my body...catch this
and your lips are Heaven ...Kiss me Bredren (smiles)
Goddess and God here...more like round 7
Tasting mangos and pineapples in the flow of my river
And your manhood will rise to the Ancient surrender
Feed you love, feed you your dinner
Feed you all of me, and Paradise you enter
See here we make the Universe vibrate as Eye gyrate
And you hold on tight while my arch shakes
And while many may call the climax the end
That high point is just where the passion begins
Long we've been friends, Souls from another
Feeling like the first time, grips like a lover
And though we may be undercover,
Tis fine...
because no one else needs Knowledge of this rendezvous,
As fine as wine
Waltzed into my Life as random as a roll of dice
But now we change the weather on these passion-laden nights
Flights...in ecstasy beyond realms of comprehension
This is your brown skin on my brown skin...if Eye forgot to mention...
The Moon Priestess.
Be the Soul~Dream that you desire.
You can smell my soaps on my skin, and my inviting kisses letting you in
Filled to the brim, overrunning with Love flow
Eyes low, Eye know...from inhaled hydro
And we drive slow, on a makeshift axis
and we plant kisses on the shoreline of my body...catch this
and your lips are Heaven ...Kiss me Bredren (smiles)
Goddess and God here...more like round 7
Tasting mangos and pineapples in the flow of my river
And your manhood will rise to the Ancient surrender
Feed you love, feed you your dinner
Feed you all of me, and Paradise you enter
See here we make the Universe vibrate as Eye gyrate
And you hold on tight while my arch shakes
And while many may call the climax the end
That high point is just where the passion begins
Long we've been friends, Souls from another
Feeling like the first time, grips like a lover
And though we may be undercover,
Tis fine...
because no one else needs Knowledge of this rendezvous,
As fine as wine
Waltzed into my Life as random as a roll of dice
But now we change the weather on these passion-laden nights
Flights...in ecstasy beyond realms of comprehension
This is your brown skin on my brown skin...if Eye forgot to mention...
The Moon Priestess.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Ready For Love?
Yeah, I thought so.
Many years have passed and Eye thought that these men were playing. No doubt they were, but the realization has hit me: Eye have never been ready for Love. Scared of that emtion....but how?
See, its because of the lack of control Eye possess over the cosmic energy between two Souls. Eye feel my heart chakra blocked, because Eye am cutting myself from this energy. Though Eye feel that Eye fall way into divinity's place. Eye am not trying to be perfect, never claimed to be. But Love is going to make me surrender. Could it be secretly that Eye feel Eye don't possess the qualities of a Lover to Love me...though Eye am Love. A Love Chile. That realization is what brought me to this one; give thanks for revelations.
Eye feel like Eye forgot what Love was sometime back in 2008. So maybe Eye need to travel there in my dreams to get my Love back. A man took some of me that Eye have yet to retrieve, and though Eye repressed those emotions, they are here to surface and Eye must face the right now! Eye will write him a letter.
Eye put so much of my heart and Soul here and wonder if this is why Eye feel a piece of me is missing sometimes. But in actuality, it's several pieces of me scattered and honestly, that is what makes me who Eye am. Focusing on clearing my heart, working with Jasmine and fluorite to cleanse my heart; have her smile again. Eye cannot carry this weight and heal others. Eye must function from the Cosmos and go there, channel that when Eye heal and release all Eye heal back to the Creator for neutralizing. Thank you Cosmas...your child has spoken and you have listened.
Naree'
Many years have passed and Eye thought that these men were playing. No doubt they were, but the realization has hit me: Eye have never been ready for Love. Scared of that emtion....but how?
See, its because of the lack of control Eye possess over the cosmic energy between two Souls. Eye feel my heart chakra blocked, because Eye am cutting myself from this energy. Though Eye feel that Eye fall way into divinity's place. Eye am not trying to be perfect, never claimed to be. But Love is going to make me surrender. Could it be secretly that Eye feel Eye don't possess the qualities of a Lover to Love me...though Eye am Love. A Love Chile. That realization is what brought me to this one; give thanks for revelations.
Eye feel like Eye forgot what Love was sometime back in 2008. So maybe Eye need to travel there in my dreams to get my Love back. A man took some of me that Eye have yet to retrieve, and though Eye repressed those emotions, they are here to surface and Eye must face the right now! Eye will write him a letter.
Eye put so much of my heart and Soul here and wonder if this is why Eye feel a piece of me is missing sometimes. But in actuality, it's several pieces of me scattered and honestly, that is what makes me who Eye am. Focusing on clearing my heart, working with Jasmine and fluorite to cleanse my heart; have her smile again. Eye cannot carry this weight and heal others. Eye must function from the Cosmos and go there, channel that when Eye heal and release all Eye heal back to the Creator for neutralizing. Thank you Cosmas...your child has spoken and you have listened.
Naree'
Monday, October 1, 2012
Back in the Day....
Back in the day Eye used to wonder where Eye would be when Eye reached 25....
See, it seemed so long ago when Eye was outside singing songs, chanting little ghetto cheers and swinging my hips in a hoola-hoop! Damn...memory lane.
But now Eye look around me and all of my friends are family members- families they've created. Baby after baby being born, no wedding rings, but no judgement either--tis the way of today''s world.
And Eye think about how young Eye truly am. At 18 Eye thought Eye was so grown, but look how I've grown! Look at the clothes/style that Eye shed, look at the grace Eye fill my words and vibrations with, look at the standards Eye set for those allowed into my sphere, look at the business that Eye created, the brand name Eye have managed: Naree' Renelle. Look at the Creator...
In 2009, my Priestess training began, with a calling from the most honorable Queen Afua. Sacred Wombman Eye was becoming and Eye had plenty of skills to master; the art of cooking well; with intentions of eating to live, sacred healing, sacred thoughts and actions, sacred words and sacred BEing.
Beyond that, Eye found a way to touch lives. Through healing, through speaking, through music and through pure enlightenment, the light within shines. And Eye have no reason to hide or dim it for anything or anyone. The Universe has given me this mission and equipped me with the skills to do so.
Did Eye have a hand in my greatness? Sure. For the Creator presents the information and what Eye decide to do with it, like indulge further with it, meditate on it and explore a concept in its depth. That's living in the Creator's image, in my opinion; living in the grace and knowledge of the Universe created that we dwell in.
So to be honest, Eye am proud to be where Eye am on this 7 year (2+5) for my Life. Full of magical tendencies and influences, Eye see the prosperity and love to manifest. And stay single because Eye wanna stress less. That's a promise Eye have made to myself, no more distractions.
Much Love to the spheres of the Souls Eye inspire, and those that Eye soon will. Though my Life is like poetry in motion, Eye share wit you.
Love all, Naree'
See, it seemed so long ago when Eye was outside singing songs, chanting little ghetto cheers and swinging my hips in a hoola-hoop! Damn...memory lane.
But now Eye look around me and all of my friends are family members- families they've created. Baby after baby being born, no wedding rings, but no judgement either--tis the way of today''s world.
And Eye think about how young Eye truly am. At 18 Eye thought Eye was so grown, but look how I've grown! Look at the clothes/style that Eye shed, look at the grace Eye fill my words and vibrations with, look at the standards Eye set for those allowed into my sphere, look at the business that Eye created, the brand name Eye have managed: Naree' Renelle. Look at the Creator...
In 2009, my Priestess training began, with a calling from the most honorable Queen Afua. Sacred Wombman Eye was becoming and Eye had plenty of skills to master; the art of cooking well; with intentions of eating to live, sacred healing, sacred thoughts and actions, sacred words and sacred BEing.
Beyond that, Eye found a way to touch lives. Through healing, through speaking, through music and through pure enlightenment, the light within shines. And Eye have no reason to hide or dim it for anything or anyone. The Universe has given me this mission and equipped me with the skills to do so.
Did Eye have a hand in my greatness? Sure. For the Creator presents the information and what Eye decide to do with it, like indulge further with it, meditate on it and explore a concept in its depth. That's living in the Creator's image, in my opinion; living in the grace and knowledge of the Universe created that we dwell in.
So to be honest, Eye am proud to be where Eye am on this 7 year (2+5) for my Life. Full of magical tendencies and influences, Eye see the prosperity and love to manifest. And stay single because Eye wanna stress less. That's a promise Eye have made to myself, no more distractions.
Much Love to the spheres of the Souls Eye inspire, and those that Eye soon will. Though my Life is like poetry in motion, Eye share wit you.
Love all, Naree'
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
For You...Too
Freedom and breaths of fresh air. See, Eye know this is the time that I have been waiting on. Eye want all of the things I dreamed about; and they are manifesting.
The good vibrations and seeds that Eye sowed are now beginning to sprout and grow, and how grateful Eye am.
GoddessBody, and moving with the wind. Now Eye know that the Divinity that awaits me is what I need. 8 is the number in my cypher...wealth, security, knowledge, wisdom. Eight is the number of the Feminine Divine...here Eye am :)
In all events leading to this one, and more to come, there is Divine Order. So funny how she (the Universe) works sometimes, but everything is perfectly positioned. Perfection in chaos indeed.
Eye know now that the Wisdom is there because it is applied Knowledge. My Nagas know, and so do the other Gods, Goddesses, Gypsies, Shamans, Lovers, Healers and Believers. The time is always now...and finally, the fruits of my labor
So this is much Praise to the Priestess herself, though I don't congratulate myself very often; I am too busy lifting others' spirits. Eye am proud of me.
And the prouder Eye am, the more Eye notice, the more Joy Eye have to share wit my Nation. Give thankhs!
The good vibrations and seeds that Eye sowed are now beginning to sprout and grow, and how grateful Eye am.
GoddessBody, and moving with the wind. Now Eye know that the Divinity that awaits me is what I need. 8 is the number in my cypher...wealth, security, knowledge, wisdom. Eight is the number of the Feminine Divine...here Eye am :)
In all events leading to this one, and more to come, there is Divine Order. So funny how she (the Universe) works sometimes, but everything is perfectly positioned. Perfection in chaos indeed.
Eye know now that the Wisdom is there because it is applied Knowledge. My Nagas know, and so do the other Gods, Goddesses, Gypsies, Shamans, Lovers, Healers and Believers. The time is always now...and finally, the fruits of my labor
So this is much Praise to the Priestess herself, though I don't congratulate myself very often; I am too busy lifting others' spirits. Eye am proud of me.
And the prouder Eye am, the more Eye notice, the more Joy Eye have to share wit my Nation. Give thankhs!
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Hempress Utopia Presents...
The Hempress Utopia Healing Sanctuary is the much-needed, tender, love and care provided by myself, the Moon Priestess. Through spiritual re-awakening and awareness, alignment of the mind, body and spirit on a Divine path can be achieved. Let me Heal You...
Eye write this message with Pure love from my heart and soul; for it has long been my destiny to heal. Eye come from a long line of Healers and Ancient alchemists in my bloodline. To provide those in need of spiritual guidance, I have created the Hempress Utopia Healing Sanctuary. The Sanctuary will be fully opened in the month of September (my birth month) for business. I hope you are excited because I truly am.
GoddessBody Blessings, Inc. is an affiliate of the Hempress Utopia Healing Sanctuary. GoddessBody provides, organic, hand-made, moisturizing soaps for physical-spiritual cleansing. Ordering will be available next week (August 21, 2012) but all products can be viewed now at nareerenelle.com/store.
Keep all three eyes opened for the Hempress Utopia Healing Sanctuary and GoddessBody Blessings, Inc. as well.
Blessed be the Healer and the Healed. Naree' (Moon Priestess)
Love you all!
Island Vibes Organic Healing Bar from GoddessBody Blessings, Inc (www.nareerenelle.com/store)
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Eye write this message with Pure love from my heart and soul; for it has long been my destiny to heal. Eye come from a long line of Healers and Ancient alchemists in my bloodline. To provide those in need of spiritual guidance, I have created the Hempress Utopia Healing Sanctuary. The Sanctuary will be fully opened in the month of September (my birth month) for business. I hope you are excited because I truly am.
GoddessBody Blessings, Inc. is an affiliate of the Hempress Utopia Healing Sanctuary. GoddessBody provides, organic, hand-made, moisturizing soaps for physical-spiritual cleansing. Ordering will be available next week (August 21, 2012) but all products can be viewed now at nareerenelle.com/store.
Keep all three eyes opened for the Hempress Utopia Healing Sanctuary and GoddessBody Blessings, Inc. as well.
Blessed be the Healer and the Healed. Naree' (Moon Priestess)
Love you all!
Island Vibes Organic Healing Bar from GoddessBody Blessings, Inc (www.nareerenelle.com/store)
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Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Priestess Theses..
Today be...Free.
After several days of seclusion, with light intrusions, Eye have been renewed. Life is all about cycles. And as all things, you must get in where you fit in.((360))
Eye took a trip to North Carolina...my roots, and it was so refreshing for my Soul. Eye talked to my transitioned cousin and other Ankhcestors, had dreams about past anger that was causing hurt in my subconscious...and re-armed myself with new strength to conquer demons; both old and new.
Though it may sound deep, tis what Eye need. Like, humans don't overstand that the energy around me is everything. Eye can immediately feel "other" or "unlight" energy and it has an almost immediate effect on my mood and overall well-being.
Through reflection, Eye took responsibility for the fuckry Eye allowed to manifest in my sphere as well. Petty arguments, dumb Nagas, low vibrational beings, enemies, enemies disguised as friends, and the like. Eye took some time out to reach out to send Universal love and hugs to the troubled Souls that must face their fate. The Universe always takes care of her own.
And Eye also chose to be free. Free from the insanity (yes, insanity) that comes with living up to a standard that anyone other than SELF has set for me. That can be very depressing. Who knows what's best for me better than me? Or the womb in which Eye entered this vessel through; My Earth. NOBODY.
But that's why self-realization and seclusion is often times so necessary. With the everyday hustle and bustle of Life, Eye used to see no point in going home and sitting in silence. But as the wise wombman Eye have grown into, now Eye have the gist of it. And all of my moves are meditation in motion. Tea, herbs, fruit and my Divine womb essence, Eye feel, is all that Eye need at times. Truly.
So, this isn't a long post...this is just a very necessary toast to the new stages of my Life.
Evolution from a spirited child to a revolutionary to a Queen, to a Goddess to a High and regarded Priestess. This be the theses. Sometimes... (large smiles)
Kiwi, mangoes and passionfruit flavors to savor all in your spheres. Peace if you reading and were here.
The Priestess..
After several days of seclusion, with light intrusions, Eye have been renewed. Life is all about cycles. And as all things, you must get in where you fit in.((360))
Eye took a trip to North Carolina...my roots, and it was so refreshing for my Soul. Eye talked to my transitioned cousin and other Ankhcestors, had dreams about past anger that was causing hurt in my subconscious...and re-armed myself with new strength to conquer demons; both old and new.
Though it may sound deep, tis what Eye need. Like, humans don't overstand that the energy around me is everything. Eye can immediately feel "other" or "unlight" energy and it has an almost immediate effect on my mood and overall well-being.
Through reflection, Eye took responsibility for the fuckry Eye allowed to manifest in my sphere as well. Petty arguments, dumb Nagas, low vibrational beings, enemies, enemies disguised as friends, and the like. Eye took some time out to reach out to send Universal love and hugs to the troubled Souls that must face their fate. The Universe always takes care of her own.
And Eye also chose to be free. Free from the insanity (yes, insanity) that comes with living up to a standard that anyone other than SELF has set for me. That can be very depressing. Who knows what's best for me better than me? Or the womb in which Eye entered this vessel through; My Earth. NOBODY.
But that's why self-realization and seclusion is often times so necessary. With the everyday hustle and bustle of Life, Eye used to see no point in going home and sitting in silence. But as the wise wombman Eye have grown into, now Eye have the gist of it. And all of my moves are meditation in motion. Tea, herbs, fruit and my Divine womb essence, Eye feel, is all that Eye need at times. Truly.
So, this isn't a long post...this is just a very necessary toast to the new stages of my Life.
Evolution from a spirited child to a revolutionary to a Queen, to a Goddess to a High and regarded Priestess. This be the theses. Sometimes... (large smiles)
Kiwi, mangoes and passionfruit flavors to savor all in your spheres. Peace if you reading and were here.
The Priestess..
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Thankful: Wants vs. Needs (A Naree' Renelle Post)
William DeVaughn was a one hit wonder, but his African-American anthem "Be Thankful" still pulls at soul strings worldwide. If you're not familiar with the lyrics, let me refresh you.
"You may not have...a great big Cadillac: diamond in the back, sun roof top, diggin' the scene with the Gangsta lean...Gangsta white walls....TV antennas in the back..."
But, his most sincere wording happened when he uttered "Just be thankful...for what you've got!"
Eye learned plenty of lives ago to be thankful for everything that is already in manifestation, while not always searching for moor. Eye had to re-learn that concept in this incarnation; filled with capitalist trinkets and desires...nevertheless, lessons learned.
How often are we taught, consciously or subconsciously, to want or desire more than what we actually need? Though the good book (Bible) teaches that "the meek shall inherit the Earth," how many people actually conduct their lives with such thought processes? Do you?
This isn't to point fingers, but simply to bring to the light one of the greatest wools over our eyes: and that's unnecessary consumption and consumerism. Eye too have been guilty; it's hard not to indulge, but I check myself when necessary. But Eye do not love my "things" more than Life and the Creator itself.
Some will say money is the root of all D(Evil) energy...others would argue that it is the desire to have money. But a young God put me on to some very true information one day by stating that "nowhere is it written that we shouldn't have the things we desire. It is when those desires outweigh and are prioritized over our spirituality that it becomes a problem." How true.
In our Ancient roles, gold, minerals, oils, spices and plenty of exotic "things" were in abundance in the region we descend from, so it was the norm to have these things. And Eye don't see how those "things" ever stopped us from manifesting our own Heaven on the Earth plane. Our Kemetic pyramids still align perfectly with Orion's belt and still have equations that equal pi or 3.14. (They called that the Pythagorean Theorem and it is clear that this was an Asiatic/ Afrikan concept long before that man existed. However...)
But back to the topic at hand, wanting and needing something have very distinct lines. When Eye rose this morning, Eye thought about my gratefulness for simply having: food, clothing and shelter. That is really all Eye "need" anyway...besides shea butter, soaps and oils :)
But my list of wants could go on and on...an infinite list that will drive a coon-sumer crazy trying to keep up! Eye am thankful to have woken up from this deep coma of coon-sumerism...but still..
Eye just think that each of us could humble our Spirit-beings so much if we overstood how to find that balance between wants and needs. Never did Eye say you should stop having nice "things," for we are Royalty and should treat ourselves as such; but our Spiritual evolution should always be in the forefront of our minds because our Souls will outlast us staying "fly."
The Gods and Goddesses on this plane know that we have work to do: for the uncivilized are our obligation and responsibility of the Most High. If we claim to be descendants of the Most High Mighty one; tapping into that infinite energy, then we have to work to heal the weak-minded from spiritual and physical attacks from the physical oppressors.
With all of this said, remember to just be thankful brothers and sisters, for the things we have and the blessings that are sure to come. Life should just be lived. Outside of Babylon's terms, plans are not really needed; the Earth shall dictate how the wind will blow. Ase.
To all of our ankhcestors that grant us wisdom and serenity, infinite thanks to you as well. Cherish our souls and bring our vibrations in line with the light codes and graciousness of JAH love. Amun.
Be Thankful.
The Priestess.
"You may not have...a great big Cadillac: diamond in the back, sun roof top, diggin' the scene with the Gangsta lean...Gangsta white walls....TV antennas in the back..."
But, his most sincere wording happened when he uttered "Just be thankful...for what you've got!"
How humbling.
Eye learned plenty of lives ago to be thankful for everything that is already in manifestation, while not always searching for moor. Eye had to re-learn that concept in this incarnation; filled with capitalist trinkets and desires...nevertheless, lessons learned.
How often are we taught, consciously or subconsciously, to want or desire more than what we actually need? Though the good book (Bible) teaches that "the meek shall inherit the Earth," how many people actually conduct their lives with such thought processes? Do you?
This isn't to point fingers, but simply to bring to the light one of the greatest wools over our eyes: and that's unnecessary consumption and consumerism. Eye too have been guilty; it's hard not to indulge, but I check myself when necessary. But Eye do not love my "things" more than Life and the Creator itself.
Some will say money is the root of all D(Evil) energy...others would argue that it is the desire to have money. But a young God put me on to some very true information one day by stating that "nowhere is it written that we shouldn't have the things we desire. It is when those desires outweigh and are prioritized over our spirituality that it becomes a problem." How true.
In our Ancient roles, gold, minerals, oils, spices and plenty of exotic "things" were in abundance in the region we descend from, so it was the norm to have these things. And Eye don't see how those "things" ever stopped us from manifesting our own Heaven on the Earth plane. Our Kemetic pyramids still align perfectly with Orion's belt and still have equations that equal pi or 3.14. (They called that the Pythagorean Theorem and it is clear that this was an Asiatic/ Afrikan concept long before that man existed. However...)
But back to the topic at hand, wanting and needing something have very distinct lines. When Eye rose this morning, Eye thought about my gratefulness for simply having: food, clothing and shelter. That is really all Eye "need" anyway...besides shea butter, soaps and oils :)
But my list of wants could go on and on...an infinite list that will drive a coon-sumer crazy trying to keep up! Eye am thankful to have woken up from this deep coma of coon-sumerism...but still..
Eye just think that each of us could humble our Spirit-beings so much if we overstood how to find that balance between wants and needs. Never did Eye say you should stop having nice "things," for we are Royalty and should treat ourselves as such; but our Spiritual evolution should always be in the forefront of our minds because our Souls will outlast us staying "fly."
The Gods and Goddesses on this plane know that we have work to do: for the uncivilized are our obligation and responsibility of the Most High. If we claim to be descendants of the Most High Mighty one; tapping into that infinite energy, then we have to work to heal the weak-minded from spiritual and physical attacks from the physical oppressors.
With all of this said, remember to just be thankful brothers and sisters, for the things we have and the blessings that are sure to come. Life should just be lived. Outside of Babylon's terms, plans are not really needed; the Earth shall dictate how the wind will blow. Ase.
To all of our ankhcestors that grant us wisdom and serenity, infinite thanks to you as well. Cherish our souls and bring our vibrations in line with the light codes and graciousness of JAH love. Amun.
Be Thankful.
The Priestess.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Empress Crowns (Dread-locs)
Dreadlocs are as ancient as time itself. For as long as our Ankhcestors roamed this Earth, they knotted and twisted their hair in unique ways that showed gratitude and respect to the Most High Mighty One; for these coils are as rebellious, strong and beautiful as our Souls. The Creator makes no mistakes.
For this reason, amongst others, dreads or "locs" may be looked down upon, especially in capitalist, corporate AmeriKKKa. But for my ladies, who stand with me adorned with crowns of glory; locked, or dreaded, Eye have good news.
Most may or may not know that the constant twisting and pulling at the strands of our hair can truly weaken it over time. This is why many times you see people with bald spots or broken dreadlocs; however, these locs are meant to last a lifetime, and for a reason. Our Lion/ Lioness manes are made to give us some cushion, absorb light codes from the sun and overall keep us in contact and connected with the Most High/ Universal God energy. The nattier the roots, the higher the vibrations. Now, ladies do not have to compromise their connection to the Most High with keeping our hair "neat," as our oppressors would call it. Watch!
"Buffalo Soldier: Dreadlock Rasta" ~Bob Marley (the Prophet)
This is the end result of washing, deep conditioning and roller-setting my hair, WITHOUT re-twisting my natty roots. Genius idea if I may say so myself! I kept my roots strong, but still added a headwrap (you can add your own accessories) and some natural green olive oil to make it look "neat"...and Eye am on my way to work!!
Look closely....the locs are still beautiful and they have more body...like a true style. For longer locs, Eye suggest using larger sized rollers to set the hair.
Simple instructions!
1) Wash the hair thoroughly with natural shampoo; try to use something specific for build up in locs.
(I suggest Carol's Daughter Black Vanilla shampoo, Creme of Nature or Mango Lime shampoo products)
2) Towel dry and deep condition the hair with either Mango Lime deep conditioning creme, Creme of Nature or Carol's Daughter conditioner. Let sit for 20-30 minutes.
3) Rinse hair and towel dry again. Take rollers (or coil straws) and roll the hair into curls without re-twisting the roots...you can include the natty roots in the actual curl/ set, but DO NOT re-twist the new growth prior to that; that defeats the purpose.
4) Spray the coiled/set locs with a oil mist and tie a scarf moderately tight around your head to keep the roller set in place. Proceed with business as usual.
(** Eye usually like to have my hair setting a whole day, but 4-7 hours will do the trick as well. If your locs are thicker like mine, you may want to keep the rollers in a bit longer for full effect**)
5) After finished setting, and completely dry, slowly take the rollers/ coils out from the dreadlocs. Use your fingers to comb them out a little.
6) For moisturizing, place oil or green olive oil grease in palm of hands and massage scalp (natty roots). Oil locs until they shine...and voila!
Enjoy Empresses! And remember the nattier the roots the higher the vibration: natural is beauty, and beauty is natural. Take care of these lovely crowns that the Most High has blessed us with. Please leave feedback, questions or comments. Below or at NareeRenelle@yahoo.com
Peaces and Love,
The Hempress Priestess~ ** :)
For this reason, amongst others, dreads or "locs" may be looked down upon, especially in capitalist, corporate AmeriKKKa. But for my ladies, who stand with me adorned with crowns of glory; locked, or dreaded, Eye have good news.
Most may or may not know that the constant twisting and pulling at the strands of our hair can truly weaken it over time. This is why many times you see people with bald spots or broken dreadlocs; however, these locs are meant to last a lifetime, and for a reason. Our Lion/ Lioness manes are made to give us some cushion, absorb light codes from the sun and overall keep us in contact and connected with the Most High/ Universal God energy. The nattier the roots, the higher the vibrations. Now, ladies do not have to compromise their connection to the Most High with keeping our hair "neat," as our oppressors would call it. Watch!
"Buffalo Soldier: Dreadlock Rasta" ~Bob Marley (the Prophet)
This is the end result of washing, deep conditioning and roller-setting my hair, WITHOUT re-twisting my natty roots. Genius idea if I may say so myself! I kept my roots strong, but still added a headwrap (you can add your own accessories) and some natural green olive oil to make it look "neat"...and Eye am on my way to work!!
Look closely....the locs are still beautiful and they have more body...like a true style. For longer locs, Eye suggest using larger sized rollers to set the hair.
Simple instructions!
1) Wash the hair thoroughly with natural shampoo; try to use something specific for build up in locs.
(I suggest Carol's Daughter Black Vanilla shampoo, Creme of Nature or Mango Lime shampoo products)
2) Towel dry and deep condition the hair with either Mango Lime deep conditioning creme, Creme of Nature or Carol's Daughter conditioner. Let sit for 20-30 minutes.
3) Rinse hair and towel dry again. Take rollers (or coil straws) and roll the hair into curls without re-twisting the roots...you can include the natty roots in the actual curl/ set, but DO NOT re-twist the new growth prior to that; that defeats the purpose.
4) Spray the coiled/set locs with a oil mist and tie a scarf moderately tight around your head to keep the roller set in place. Proceed with business as usual.
(** Eye usually like to have my hair setting a whole day, but 4-7 hours will do the trick as well. If your locs are thicker like mine, you may want to keep the rollers in a bit longer for full effect**)
5) After finished setting, and completely dry, slowly take the rollers/ coils out from the dreadlocs. Use your fingers to comb them out a little.
6) For moisturizing, place oil or green olive oil grease in palm of hands and massage scalp (natty roots). Oil locs until they shine...and voila!
Enjoy Empresses! And remember the nattier the roots the higher the vibration: natural is beauty, and beauty is natural. Take care of these lovely crowns that the Most High has blessed us with. Please leave feedback, questions or comments. Below or at NareeRenelle@yahoo.com
Peaces and Love,
The Hempress Priestess~ ** :)
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Lyrical Refugee reflection...
Eye am proud...of myself.
As eye took time to reflect about some things, I have to admit that Eye am...that Naga!
Few reasons...but I'm just sayin...
Just because, I made this mixtape "Lyrical Refugee" in a two week span. It may seem like much pressure...but at the rate I was moving..the Goddess twerked the alchemy!
I was, in some way or another, dealing with an environment I couldn't really breathe or succeed in. No shade, whatsoever, but truth is just truth. The Most High's alignment granted me the opportunity to link with like-minded and spirited individuals that had my best interest in mind. Eye am fully aware that no one can do you how YOU do you but, a power circle helps.
Waves of negativity are sometimes needed to bring balance back to your sphere. This is Universal Law of Balance. The stress, the wondering, the anger that found its way to my sphere the last few weeks stemmed from forces outside of me. But I can't blame the outside forces because I should be so in tune with my Inner Peace that nothing external can affect me: Life Lesson.
But thanks and many praises to those that helped me to make this happen. My producer Lonnie G, Slick- the God, El- another feature artist, Dice for the pointers and featuring on a track, my sister and family for giving their honest opinions and always listening, my manager DCPoet, all of the Royal ones that told me how much this movement was needed, Da Fly 1 for the inspiration and to the lady Byllz for bringing the thought processes to me.
All in all, I can say that this being my first music project, it has a sentimental bond with me. I did indeed put my heart into it, but I do so in everything that I do. "Lyrical Refugee" is but a look into the path eye walk...and will continue to as Eye am on this self-journey with the Most High navigating.
7.21.2012 the magic happens. Let's see how it goes from there :)
*Kush Kisses*
The Priestess.
As eye took time to reflect about some things, I have to admit that Eye am...that Naga!
Few reasons...but I'm just sayin...
Just because, I made this mixtape "Lyrical Refugee" in a two week span. It may seem like much pressure...but at the rate I was moving..the Goddess twerked the alchemy!
I was, in some way or another, dealing with an environment I couldn't really breathe or succeed in. No shade, whatsoever, but truth is just truth. The Most High's alignment granted me the opportunity to link with like-minded and spirited individuals that had my best interest in mind. Eye am fully aware that no one can do you how YOU do you but, a power circle helps.
Waves of negativity are sometimes needed to bring balance back to your sphere. This is Universal Law of Balance. The stress, the wondering, the anger that found its way to my sphere the last few weeks stemmed from forces outside of me. But I can't blame the outside forces because I should be so in tune with my Inner Peace that nothing external can affect me: Life Lesson.
But thanks and many praises to those that helped me to make this happen. My producer Lonnie G, Slick- the God, El- another feature artist, Dice for the pointers and featuring on a track, my sister and family for giving their honest opinions and always listening, my manager DCPoet, all of the Royal ones that told me how much this movement was needed, Da Fly 1 for the inspiration and to the lady Byllz for bringing the thought processes to me.
All in all, I can say that this being my first music project, it has a sentimental bond with me. I did indeed put my heart into it, but I do so in everything that I do. "Lyrical Refugee" is but a look into the path eye walk...and will continue to as Eye am on this self-journey with the Most High navigating.
7.21.2012 the magic happens. Let's see how it goes from there :)
*Kush Kisses*
The Priestess.
Monday, July 9, 2012
Fuck What YOU thinking....
Why the Fuck am Eye so annoyed today?
I have no idea if negative brain waves have creeped into my mind or what but as soon as I walked into this plantation, my vibes were off.
And now I know why. I hate to say it, but some Europeans can really bring your energy down. The shit is scientific.
Eye feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders just addressing and dismissing the evil spirits. I don't expect anything more or less from them.
Besides, I am working on this mixtape; ready to be done with it. The only thing holding me back is feature artists at this time, so if they aren't up to finish recording this week, we can cancel that and the show will go on!
Niggas act like they're doing you a favor, but nah, it's the other way around. Anywho, not feeling hungry or tired; just reflective.
Hungry but I don't wanna eat. Sleepy, and I think I am needing my bed, and easily fucking annoyed. I just want this day to go by, so I can go home and be alone. You just need these days sometimes.
I wouldn't say that I really had any mood swings during my last cycle so I could be experiencing those symptoms now. Writing is my outlet point blank; nothing makes me feel better than articulating how I feel. My frustrations, my annoyances; and yes they are quite high because the world has accepted such a high tolerance for bullshit and such a low standard for what is considered real. And Eye pour my heart out because why the fuck not? People are walking around with all this anguish in their heart because of what somebody else MIGHT think; that's the wackness. And that's not opinion, that's fact. WHo really gives a damn what another thinks of you; but truth be told, we all care too much. But eye don't! Fuck yall; foreal.
I could sit and act; but I'm not into winning any grammys so I just cool out and go with how I feel. What I think is Divine because I am connected to Source: the Most High. No more can humans dictate ot regullate how things are going to or need to be. Eye am.
And with all that said; enjoy your fucking Monday or whatever day this is and know that the Goddess is balanced. But then again, I really don't care what you think.
Peace.
I have no idea if negative brain waves have creeped into my mind or what but as soon as I walked into this plantation, my vibes were off.
And now I know why. I hate to say it, but some Europeans can really bring your energy down. The shit is scientific.
Eye feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders just addressing and dismissing the evil spirits. I don't expect anything more or less from them.
Besides, I am working on this mixtape; ready to be done with it. The only thing holding me back is feature artists at this time, so if they aren't up to finish recording this week, we can cancel that and the show will go on!
Niggas act like they're doing you a favor, but nah, it's the other way around. Anywho, not feeling hungry or tired; just reflective.
Hungry but I don't wanna eat. Sleepy, and I think I am needing my bed, and easily fucking annoyed. I just want this day to go by, so I can go home and be alone. You just need these days sometimes.
I wouldn't say that I really had any mood swings during my last cycle so I could be experiencing those symptoms now. Writing is my outlet point blank; nothing makes me feel better than articulating how I feel. My frustrations, my annoyances; and yes they are quite high because the world has accepted such a high tolerance for bullshit and such a low standard for what is considered real. And Eye pour my heart out because why the fuck not? People are walking around with all this anguish in their heart because of what somebody else MIGHT think; that's the wackness. And that's not opinion, that's fact. WHo really gives a damn what another thinks of you; but truth be told, we all care too much. But eye don't! Fuck yall; foreal.
I could sit and act; but I'm not into winning any grammys so I just cool out and go with how I feel. What I think is Divine because I am connected to Source: the Most High. No more can humans dictate ot regullate how things are going to or need to be. Eye am.
And with all that said; enjoy your fucking Monday or whatever day this is and know that the Goddess is balanced. But then again, I really don't care what you think.
Peace.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Every Indian can be a Chief...Play Your Part!
Back to the money.
This is how we do this honey.
The rebel in society has one of three choices.
1) Totally give in to the system
2) Give into the system somewhat w/ knowledge of "working" the system to personal advantages
3) TOTAL detachment from the system
I am choice #2, because as a (self-identified) inhabitant of Babylon, there are certain things that allow me to live comfortable. I am aware that eye am not totally detached from my oppressor. But that detachment is definitely in the making as you read.
The Rebel/ Revolutionary that decides to totally submit to the rule of their oppressor is, as many would argue, not a part of the solution, but indeed the problem. I am unsure as to whether or not even call them "rebels" since they have no determination to detach from a society that feeds them (genetically modified foods), clothes them (sweat shop products) and promises them liberty (a slave country to call their own), Life (prison sentences) and the pursuit of happiness (the almighty dollar). However, this is most of the population we share this lovely planet with.
I think the second choice is so complex because we are at a constant tug of war between two worlds. We use what we have (Knowledge of the wayward system) to get what we want (basic physical needs, etc). Eye personally think that these are the individuals who have (partly) mastered the balance between the physical and spiritual plane(s). Here we are, working everyday, shucking, jiving and feeding our masters, but bashing and growing infinitely outside of their watch. I think that's pretty damn great! Personally...
And then the mega-super Rebels who say entirely "motherfuck the system!" These individuals are more than likely entrepreneurs, agriculturalists, naturalists and the like- they have no dependence on societal structures at all. They may live completely off of the land- for Mother Nature does provide everything that we need, and more. Growing their own food, making their own clothes from natural fabrics, self-sustaining themselves and their families through use of Ancient knowledge and their connection to the Earth and ultimately, the Universe.
That's the true freedom. Or is it?
I say that to say this, we all fit in somewhere in the struggle and must play our parts. Some of us are skilled at economic re-structuring-barter/trade, money, etc and can aid in the rebuilding of Afrikan capital.
Others of us are knowledgeable Master Teachers that can teach us all about the re-structuring of our metaphysical minds to be the Great Nation that we once were. This would include the entire dismantling of the Euro-structured slave mind state.
Others of us, like myself, are healers and guiders. These are the individuals that will re-fuel our Nation with the spiritual ammunition to protect us from melanin attacks on our psyches; instances that the Beast uses to suck our energy. These will be the ones to show you the right diet, mind frame and meditation practices (in everyday living) that will raise your vibrations to enhance optimal living. This is when we will begin to vibrate on our God/Goddess vibration conscious levels. Again!
Then we have the information carriers. Those that just absorb the Knowledge of the Master Teachers and provide it to the masses of the Nation and all those that need to hear.
Some will take heed to the knowledge, most will not though---and that's just the way the prophecy goes, so there is no reason to fret over that loves.
We all have parts to play. We all have roles in rocking the Revolution!
I want to go in so much more depth but I'm rushing and I just wanted to touch on this.
So be the Master of your Destiny and give the greater and highest vibrating part of yourself to the Nation. We love you!
Warm Regards. Peace, Love and Light always.
Marley. The Healer Hempress. MMMWAAAA!
This is how we do this honey.
The rebel in society has one of three choices.
1) Totally give in to the system
2) Give into the system somewhat w/ knowledge of "working" the system to personal advantages
3) TOTAL detachment from the system
I am choice #2, because as a (self-identified) inhabitant of Babylon, there are certain things that allow me to live comfortable. I am aware that eye am not totally detached from my oppressor. But that detachment is definitely in the making as you read.
The Rebel/ Revolutionary that decides to totally submit to the rule of their oppressor is, as many would argue, not a part of the solution, but indeed the problem. I am unsure as to whether or not even call them "rebels" since they have no determination to detach from a society that feeds them (genetically modified foods), clothes them (sweat shop products) and promises them liberty (a slave country to call their own), Life (prison sentences) and the pursuit of happiness (the almighty dollar). However, this is most of the population we share this lovely planet with.
I think the second choice is so complex because we are at a constant tug of war between two worlds. We use what we have (Knowledge of the wayward system) to get what we want (basic physical needs, etc). Eye personally think that these are the individuals who have (partly) mastered the balance between the physical and spiritual plane(s). Here we are, working everyday, shucking, jiving and feeding our masters, but bashing and growing infinitely outside of their watch. I think that's pretty damn great! Personally...
And then the mega-super Rebels who say entirely "motherfuck the system!" These individuals are more than likely entrepreneurs, agriculturalists, naturalists and the like- they have no dependence on societal structures at all. They may live completely off of the land- for Mother Nature does provide everything that we need, and more. Growing their own food, making their own clothes from natural fabrics, self-sustaining themselves and their families through use of Ancient knowledge and their connection to the Earth and ultimately, the Universe.
That's the true freedom. Or is it?
I say that to say this, we all fit in somewhere in the struggle and must play our parts. Some of us are skilled at economic re-structuring-barter/trade, money, etc and can aid in the rebuilding of Afrikan capital.
Others of us are knowledgeable Master Teachers that can teach us all about the re-structuring of our metaphysical minds to be the Great Nation that we once were. This would include the entire dismantling of the Euro-structured slave mind state.
Others of us, like myself, are healers and guiders. These are the individuals that will re-fuel our Nation with the spiritual ammunition to protect us from melanin attacks on our psyches; instances that the Beast uses to suck our energy. These will be the ones to show you the right diet, mind frame and meditation practices (in everyday living) that will raise your vibrations to enhance optimal living. This is when we will begin to vibrate on our God/Goddess vibration conscious levels. Again!
Then we have the information carriers. Those that just absorb the Knowledge of the Master Teachers and provide it to the masses of the Nation and all those that need to hear.
Some will take heed to the knowledge, most will not though---and that's just the way the prophecy goes, so there is no reason to fret over that loves.
We all have parts to play. We all have roles in rocking the Revolution!
I want to go in so much more depth but I'm rushing and I just wanted to touch on this.
So be the Master of your Destiny and give the greater and highest vibrating part of yourself to the Nation. We love you!
Warm Regards. Peace, Love and Light always.
Marley. The Healer Hempress. MMMWAAAA!
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Melanin~Inspired
I be straight up on some shit that makes these Nagas wonder why...
And then I wonder why I even bothered in the first place, but Eye reminds me.
Do yall really know how true my grind be?
Mother of Civilization, but society is so binding
And reminding, of stagnant progress of the greatest Nation ever
Yes, I talk shit about the ignorance, bussing back and full clips
But any given day I ride for a Nubian, my blood...One.
As a Goddess of the Greatest Nation, eye meditate for the healing of those under the sedation
Jubilations, from the Most High, as I pass by
Today and tomorrow...the sky's cry and I am here to hear the tears
The chit-chatter of the Universe
You look at me and wonder why my mind rebels so hard against the lies beat into your Soul for thousands of years
Does my truth fall on deaf ears?
Never. Eye know better.
And my Nubian always make the Earth wetter...our Knowledge raining like Mother Nature's drops.
Shit don't stop.
Just like these fake clocks...the only time I follow is the sun, the moon...the Afrikan monsoons.
Eye Am...whatever you say eye am.
If eye wasn't, you would never say eye am.
Eye am...the Mother.
Eye am...The Healer.
Eye am...the Feeler...
None other realer. Black steeler
The Dark matter of the Universe is what keeps me up late nights, early mornings
Its what makes me less of the lesser when it comes to mournings...there is no death.
Only stress, only lies of what's left. Only a test.
Nubians eye call on thee and I say to live our legacy
But why worry when the Universe is the end all and be all of ALL there is.
Damn, yall feel that?
Eye'm just style-freeing because the melanin hit me and inspired me.
Never will they retire me....
I'm too ancient so fuck being patient.
Read and absorb, something for your skull.
Eternal Love,
The Hempress (Lyrical Refugee)
And then I wonder why I even bothered in the first place, but Eye reminds me.
Do yall really know how true my grind be?
Mother of Civilization, but society is so binding
And reminding, of stagnant progress of the greatest Nation ever
Yes, I talk shit about the ignorance, bussing back and full clips
But any given day I ride for a Nubian, my blood...One.
As a Goddess of the Greatest Nation, eye meditate for the healing of those under the sedation
Jubilations, from the Most High, as I pass by
Today and tomorrow...the sky's cry and I am here to hear the tears
The chit-chatter of the Universe
You look at me and wonder why my mind rebels so hard against the lies beat into your Soul for thousands of years
Does my truth fall on deaf ears?
Never. Eye know better.
And my Nubian always make the Earth wetter...our Knowledge raining like Mother Nature's drops.
Shit don't stop.
Just like these fake clocks...the only time I follow is the sun, the moon...the Afrikan monsoons.
Eye Am...whatever you say eye am.
If eye wasn't, you would never say eye am.
Eye am...the Mother.
Eye am...The Healer.
Eye am...the Feeler...
None other realer. Black steeler
The Dark matter of the Universe is what keeps me up late nights, early mornings
Its what makes me less of the lesser when it comes to mournings...there is no death.
Only stress, only lies of what's left. Only a test.
Nubians eye call on thee and I say to live our legacy
But why worry when the Universe is the end all and be all of ALL there is.
Damn, yall feel that?
Eye'm just style-freeing because the melanin hit me and inspired me.
Never will they retire me....
I'm too ancient so fuck being patient.
Read and absorb, something for your skull.
Eternal Love,
The Hempress (Lyrical Refugee)
Thursday, April 26, 2012
WHY I NEED THE BLACK/ ORIGINAL MAN (A Post by Naree' Renelle)
I need the Black Man like I need my left lung, because he is the Sun. My Twin Flame...The One.
The Nation isn't complete without the Love and Wisdom of its Father. The Mothers serve just as much, but this one isn't about the Queens.
It's the Kings, that beam the radiance of a Warrior Spirit to protect and provide for the Woman and Children. Zulus, Chakas and such....the glowing and flowing skin that I Love so much. To touch...
I feel that any Nubian Wombman can share with me the electricity that sizzles through your Soul when we see our Black Men, Panther Style, as Huey and Fred demonstrated. To see them united, not killing each other and ready to break down this system that works overtime daily to downpress our culture, History....legacy.
Insecure, alone, targeted, cursed from birth....I feel your pain Black Man. Here we are (Black Women) tearing you down when we should be helping to heal you. For healing you is healing ourselves. We need to heal you from the affliction and curse of being beaten by European chains, as your melanated brothers held you down. Forced to hate another! Forced!
Now that's blunt force trauma.....
You see that? And now you even hate me, your MOTHER! Because you were taught to hate yourself so much. She's ugly to you, right? Undesirable maybe? With her nappy Black hair, full lips and round hips. Maybe that ass is just too phat! Whatever the reason, why am I the one you play for a season? And see the oppressor's woman as the one for the keepig? I'm weeping.
Why should I suffer with your babies and the emotional baggage you left me with? I feed you, read to you, write for you, cook you meals, smile at your presence, let Nature take its course as I sex you, speak your Afrikan language all day but yet you don't want me? Don't need me? I'm greedy?
But baby please I love you, we miss you in our lives. Me, the babies, your aunts, cousins, sisters and wives. Your mamas. Your EARTH- Black Man please come back to us, don't you hear us calling? Don't you hear my eternal call for you Black Man?
Eye promise I won't tell you how worthless or how much of a dog you are, never will I utter the words "you ain't shit" or "niggas ain't shit," defacing your brothers. Promise I will be there is you let me.
Don't you wanna protect me? I shed tears on this page for the deep need in my Soul.
Daddy, where are you?
Did I ever forgive you?
You were not there like so many others. Yet and still. I need you. WE need you.
Don't you hear the little girls crying in the streets? Needing her father. Growing up seeking validation from the opposite sex. Alone, wondering why her most valuable and prized possession did not sustain HIM---all of the men that she has Loved. But a rose is still a rose.
And your sisters, who look up to your masculine energy and wisdom. She can't hide the comfort she feel around you...the big or baby brother (smile).
No matter whom you are Black Man and what role you play, know that you are needed today and everyday.
One day, and eye hope today is that day, the Brothas will come back to us. They will remind us why we Loved them so much the first time around, even though they hurt us time after time. We will have completed such a significant part of our Soul's journey that our entire being will rejoice and re-unify the Nubian Nation.
We will be free again, we will smile and relish in the face of pure, Black Love--melatoned.
I may have just created such a word but Love from a Black Man can do that. His inspiration reminds me of my Power. I willingly submit to you Black Man. Do you submit to me also? Can we be, an Eternity. No matter what, the Creator made us for each other.
So are you coming back Black Man? I need to know.
Because we want, and need your Black loveliness...so much though.
Sincerely signed,
Naree' Renelle and the Sistahs.
The Nation isn't complete without the Love and Wisdom of its Father. The Mothers serve just as much, but this one isn't about the Queens.
It's the Kings, that beam the radiance of a Warrior Spirit to protect and provide for the Woman and Children. Zulus, Chakas and such....the glowing and flowing skin that I Love so much. To touch...
I feel that any Nubian Wombman can share with me the electricity that sizzles through your Soul when we see our Black Men, Panther Style, as Huey and Fred demonstrated. To see them united, not killing each other and ready to break down this system that works overtime daily to downpress our culture, History....legacy.
Insecure, alone, targeted, cursed from birth....I feel your pain Black Man. Here we are (Black Women) tearing you down when we should be helping to heal you. For healing you is healing ourselves. We need to heal you from the affliction and curse of being beaten by European chains, as your melanated brothers held you down. Forced to hate another! Forced!
Now that's blunt force trauma.....
You see that? And now you even hate me, your MOTHER! Because you were taught to hate yourself so much. She's ugly to you, right? Undesirable maybe? With her nappy Black hair, full lips and round hips. Maybe that ass is just too phat! Whatever the reason, why am I the one you play for a season? And see the oppressor's woman as the one for the keepig? I'm weeping.
Why should I suffer with your babies and the emotional baggage you left me with? I feed you, read to you, write for you, cook you meals, smile at your presence, let Nature take its course as I sex you, speak your Afrikan language all day but yet you don't want me? Don't need me? I'm greedy?
But baby please I love you, we miss you in our lives. Me, the babies, your aunts, cousins, sisters and wives. Your mamas. Your EARTH- Black Man please come back to us, don't you hear us calling? Don't you hear my eternal call for you Black Man?
Eye promise I won't tell you how worthless or how much of a dog you are, never will I utter the words "you ain't shit" or "niggas ain't shit," defacing your brothers. Promise I will be there is you let me.
Don't you wanna protect me? I shed tears on this page for the deep need in my Soul.
Daddy, where are you?
Did I ever forgive you?
You were not there like so many others. Yet and still. I need you. WE need you.
Don't you hear the little girls crying in the streets? Needing her father. Growing up seeking validation from the opposite sex. Alone, wondering why her most valuable and prized possession did not sustain HIM---all of the men that she has Loved. But a rose is still a rose.
And your sisters, who look up to your masculine energy and wisdom. She can't hide the comfort she feel around you...the big or baby brother (smile).
No matter whom you are Black Man and what role you play, know that you are needed today and everyday.
One day, and eye hope today is that day, the Brothas will come back to us. They will remind us why we Loved them so much the first time around, even though they hurt us time after time. We will have completed such a significant part of our Soul's journey that our entire being will rejoice and re-unify the Nubian Nation.
We will be free again, we will smile and relish in the face of pure, Black Love--melatoned.
I may have just created such a word but Love from a Black Man can do that. His inspiration reminds me of my Power. I willingly submit to you Black Man. Do you submit to me also? Can we be, an Eternity. No matter what, the Creator made us for each other.
So are you coming back Black Man? I need to know.
Because we want, and need your Black loveliness...so much though.
Sincerely signed,
Naree' Renelle and the Sistahs.
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