“But I am a lover, and the essence of love is wakefulness. This is my life, and that which is my life I must do.” – Khalil Gibran
My feet are strong and graceful
As they carry my body, now eternal,
Expressing the universal language
Of time. Holding my soul to a higher standard.
They know who I am.
I am the memories of Earth’s core,
In this moment, I am living in the place without ego.
I am safe and secure. I am the stable crane,
Flying to the rhythm of our heart,
Chopped into drums legends are told of.
I dream about movement.
I care about perfecting my performances.
I carry the rhythm in my mind, inhale.
Until I start the dance and release it from my heart, exhale.
I’m in line and the drums live inside of me
And they say “ANNNND… GO!” and we do
Arms up, legs moving in a way I still don’t innerstand
And I’m smiling and it feels like I’m crying.
To dance is my first safe space.
I am a forest fire, passionate and persistent.
I am curious and concerned.
Solar Plexus Chakra
I’ve seen a man turn into a lion.
Who can I tell that we’re more animal than consciousness?
If I say I’m bleeding on the floor
I’m talking about me being an open wound.
I’m saying that we’re the most powerful without bodies.
Men are feminine and grandfathers are unknowing.
On another day I feel confused because I don’t innerstand
Why we rely on philosophies so new and untrue.
I’ve seen gods.
They are hopeful and willing and they don’t
Grasp with fear to their sense of sight.
With a firm core, hot and clenched,
Their only concern is their connection to each other.
I hold who I am in my heart
And unlock it when the beat is right.
There’s no fear or secrets when you live as a phoenix.
I’m shouting at my loved ones,
Encouraging them to drop it all away.
Lose your life in the circle
And we will all give some for your new one.
No hesitation, I’ve been challenged to do the same
The death is loud and my old skin cries in protest,
But it’s got to go and I’m feeling fresh and vulnerable.
Hot breath and wide eyes on me as I
Throw the vibe at the drummers.
When I’m done
All my earnings in earnest sound like,
Third Eye Chakra
And the only time I look up is to tease.
When you hold the attention, your only duty is to serve.
Tonight, like all the time I’m serving an ancient freedom.
As a spectator looking inward, I would say
That you haven’t seen this anywhere but in the eyes
Of new love.
I’m sweating out new love
and I smell like fire
and I can’t see shit because I’m moving too fast
but I hold peace in my body and she knows what to do.
I am creation, I am creator.
In this moment, I know manifestation,
I dance for peace.
I dance for my love, it’s never known peace,
Only the struggle, are you down for it?
I live in the past and leave history alone
And physically break open a new future.
In this moment, I know pain,
I dance for peace.
I beat my feet for that without a body,
Out of body, my skeleton on the floor.
My self surrounds it, all praises like a proud mami.
When I step away, I ask you how do you feel?
I dance for our health.
If we aren’t living in another dimension then
I’ll do it again.
Overstand, people gives their lives up for it.
I laugh before I sleep because I’ve lost
Who I thought I was.
Call me Oya’.
Yesterday, June 21, 2017 was Summer Solstice (Along with June 20), the longest days of the year for the Northern Hemisphere and the start of Cancer. Being a Gemini, I wanted to start off my Gemini year with the strengthening of my body, mind, heart and soul so I joined the Ramadan fast. This was my first fast and I definitely feel the positive results of it.
First I want to say that I do not participate in the Islamic religion. I joined this fast because of my own reasons and as it went along I stuck with it for a couple other reasons, like that I felt my ability to focus getting stronger. All my energy went to what needed it the most and to what best utilized my time.
Still in mind
if I choose it.
Accepting of self,
the creative director
of my life.
Aware of my own
control, powered by the will of
It is so clear, my intentions
I am everything and I am rooted
I am curious and ageless
I am guilty and precious
I am the dark mother
I am the burning bird of creation
I have changed my name.
End of my Ramadan fast
two more days to go.
my life is what i make it,
there is pressure on a god.
expectations are detrimental,
not allowing room for breath,
not allowing room for truth.
expectations consume me,
making my choices be heavy chores,
second-guessing what i don’t have control of.
my intuition gets lost in an undetectable place.
i miss her when my mind runs wild.
all brain, no body
i feel weak.
i look for answers in the
DO NOT TOUCH
areas of life i was planning on leaving behind.
lounge in a pool of darkness,
emerge as the sun.
June 18, 2017
Day 20 of my Ramadan fast
this is the part when
my ego says
it’s time to stop
and return to our old
but the point of the fast
is to become the one in control
of our own minds.
i know better
so i can do better.
i make my ego sit down.
June 8, 2017
Day 11 of my Ramadan fast
another lesson as an
we lack discipline,
and this causes most problems
inside of ourselves.
it almost seems against
our nature to
what we want from
the craving is a
it is transportation
to the fabricated memory
of a happier time.
we always have the ability
to walk the path of contentment.
this does not come easily
but it does come with control.
we have the power of choice.
June 7, 2017
Day 10 of my Ramadan fast
- I am STRENGTH
- I am LOVE
- I am a HIGHER BEING
i nod in confirmation of self realization. approved. my affirmation is true… i am strength, love and higher consciousness. i am i, a pure light. scorched, i fly new.