Life has been so deep
and still it aint been deep enough, it aint been high enough.

Its been some time since I been around here.
I been searching
Life means change
so it goes
aint seem to find it yet though
out here grinding still cant seem to find what Im looking for
Like Jill scott sings I "open so many doors"
and the truth is i just wanna be loved.

I came here this morning not knowing what to expect
I logged in, making the decision to spend some time
listen to my playlist, read my comments
and do you know what i found
something deeper, something higher found love
felt the love and its been a while.

To all my ladies, there are many things to treasure in life, and on somedays it seems like there isnt. But what I continue to learn about YMIB is that it has provided a home away from home to treasure the self, our profiles allow us to come back home to ourselves. The sacred truth of the altar table, a circle of healing. A community that is hope and an experience that is much more than the words.

I am honored this morning to have MY place in ya!
More beauty more power more raspect:)

One Love.

To yall my people who can embrace this rhetorical vent without crucifying me for being rebellious. I began to type while noticing my reflection in Victoria Secret being toppled by page afta page of White and Asian women while the sista was obviously being made a fool of.

My mother always told me when your black you have to fight five times harder, but when your black and a woman your fight becomes 10 fold. Isnt that slavery?

How can a people who have known their grandfathers to be slaves, teach their children to be human?

We, being they, being us. are sent to the schools of our historical oppressors mind to get the best knowledge of our existence.

Peace Love and Guidance Sistren

If any one told you that Africa was not responsible for its own civilization or was somehow incapable of recognizing the politics of advancemet for themselves show them this video and shame them as a liar. This Masai Warrior Womb man has an empressive overstanding of the English language and of "looking sharp". As she said, go ahead check it out.

When I visited the article on Henna I was inspired to submit a blog I had in my heart for sometime. I hope that it serves as an inspiration for a world of greater beauty and more present feminine divinity for any who reads it.

Ive done enough research to find that in many cultures outside of the west women learn how to cultivate and nurture their beauty from a very young age. As a result teens years are not an experience of awkward struggle to define self that unfortunately follows some of us in the west into adulthood. Instead an observation that Ive made is that these cultured women posses that raw vanity that can be found in the innocence of daddys baby girl getting her picture taken, only their celebration has become refined with the time that age brings. One culture in particular does a great job of refining the experience of beautification well into old age, India. With such practices as the feautured henna, extensive, body adornment of jewlery, communal baths and spas that can last for weeks at a time and hair care that breeds results envied around the world, India knows the art of being a Goddess and I think the rest of us should take a minute to follow their lead.

Being Patient with my greatness
Let thy Kingdom come
Let each step be virtue
Until the race is won
Being Patience with my coming forth
Because it is his son
To the father be the power
I will overcome

Gazing into the eyes and faces
of complacent non believers
Crabs and rat racers
over-underacheivers

Weary to see that their blind as cave bats in the blackest of hells.
Deaf as "Hear no evil" to the coming Bell I sing,
Patience
with this greatness
Let thy kingdom come,
Let each step be virtue
Until the race is won.
Patient with my greatness
Let they Kingdom come
Let each step be virtue
Until the race is won
Being patient with its coming forth\
Because it is his sun
To the father be the power I will overcome.

Vibes from distances I see in plain sight and in perfect clarity
From those who march in ignorance to He seeking to marry me
While I Trod now in this hour daring to ponder what now means.
Why is the science of I so much more than I am Allowed to see?
In bits and pieces God secretes it, always present
felt and seen
Monitoring my chosen thesis like I was his student
soon to be queen.

Being patient with this greatness

A treat for all of us!

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall know His face, Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven, Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth.

As a testament to his Name to his Honour to his Glory, I have delivered all of my faith to Negus(King who sits on the throne of God), and in this very crucial iwa (hour) he has sent a message from the living I that a virtuous woman shall gain her reward.

Indeed his mercy endureth Forever

Blessed
Became Become Becomming

"Look to the East and their you shall find a Black King"
Marcus Mosiah Garvey"

"One Love, One Heart Lets get together and feel alright"
Robert Nesta Marley

I was doing some web searching on a man awarded the title of internationally best dressed twice in a row, father to many fatherless including myself, and In my I's, everlasting Royal prince of peace to the nations of our distraught world, Haile Selassie the First. I stumbled across this and my heart was warmed indeed.

Also moved by the Inspiration of Ethiopia's Father, Alessandro Macone (Kali) founded the Haile High School in Jamaica. What I found is a reflection of my own thoughts on life God and progressiveness. I can only say that I hope I offend no one by my posting a picture of a white man on what many would call "our" site. Yet too me this knowledge represents so much more, and blesses me on so many levels. For one, It represents the creation of a school of Higher Heights rooted in a blessed and amazing history so that InI children would have access to the technological advancement of the rest of the free world. You're welcome to read on.

Roots

Haile High

…that the small voices may be heard

Giving thanks

I am. Today so thankful, for stumbling across this- my unexpected new life anchor. That successfully breeds little and no downward feeling, but authentic uplifting for the soul universal, of the woman of color and understanding.

Sisters I am grateful for you. Sister soulliving I am grateful for you. For the smiley default that doesn't make me feel bad for not having an image. For the blogs that spring forth from genuine mothers of creation, Thank You deeply. Thankful for the sharing and the on point caring. The vibes that bring out the best. The beauty and fashion sense.For the spell check and html.

For the pure enjoyment of the site amidst Babylon hardships and captivity.

Shout outs because I have been inspired through this guidance divine to commit to giving birth to business plan and action at last.

And last but not least it gives me a place to come home to and a place to share home too!.

Peace and love sisters lets keep carrying the torch.