There is nothing like the powers of a strong man to compliment the strengths of a strong woman. I am so thankful to the Creator of the Universe for my man and even more thankful for my daughter. These two people are very, very important to me and the energy that they give me makes me want to be the best me that I can be. I have been going through mental transitions. Learning and discovering more and more about my thoughts which eventually become actions. I know that I am a good woman, but sometimes I allow my flesh, my weaker self to lead me into a place that I don't want to be. This place takes my energy, my goodness and suppresses it while my fear and insecurity drives me to a place that is lonely and dark. I am a powerful woman and I am working on releasing myself from myself. Sistahs, I want to be free from my own misconceptions of myself. I want to be free from my own negativity.
I think what hurts me the most is that I know better. When you know better you do better.

Peace and many Blessings Sistahs,
I pray that all is well with each and every one of you. May the Most High bless you and guide you to you.
I am writing this blog because I am a first time mother, ( in this existence) and I have some questions.
I have sought a more natural/traditional lifestyle for me and my daughter. We are both vegan and we tend to follow a more spiritual lifestyle. My daughter is almost fourteen months and is very expressive and observant. I love her very much. My mother feels that I don't do a very good job at disciplining her, but my thing is, I want her to explore. I do not want to be the person responsible for suppressing her inner voice. I believe that if I create a solid foundation for her, her wise spirit will follow. We chose each other for a reason and though I am to nuture and protect her I am not to make her into what I want her to be. I just work at being the best me that I can be to show her how to be her best no matter what.

Peace and many Blessings Sistahs,
I've decided that it is time for me to share. The last time I shared it was dealing with the emotions of loss, now I want to share my gain.
I have been working on me. Learning about me in the greatest details, Motherhood, Womanhood, Sisterhood. During my work I've attracted a beautiful brother to me. Sistahs, this brother is so exotic to say the least. He is very unique. We have been dating for less than two weeks and I feel like we have been knowing each other for a very long time. We meditated together and everything in me felt like this man was sent to me for a lifetime. My spirit has found peace, but my flesh wants to kick up this "independent woman" war. My flesh wants to influence my thoughts by telling me that I haven't known the brother long enough and that maybe I am giving him too much time.

Happy Womb Acknowledgement Day to all of you beautiful sistahs. This is the day to celebrate the true beauty of womanhood. This is the day to celebrate our unique ability to call down spirits and nurture them in our womb. This is the day to celebrate the long hours endured during that spirits transition. This is the day to celebrate Life, Love, Growth...Womanhood, Motherhood. This is the day to thank our children for trusting in us so much that they chose us to guide them through this experience. Motherhood is the most profound journey.
Happy Womb Acknowledgement Day to all of my sistahs, friends, Queens, Goddesses, Healers.....Mothers!

Much Respect
LIFE

Peace and many Blessings Sistahs,
First, I must say that this is an absolute wonderful site and I am honored to be here communing with you beautiful sistahs.
Now, I feel the need to share. I just found out that three of my friends were getting married. That information opened up an unhealed wound for me.
I am connected to a brother that I love very, very much. We were together for three years. We lived together, shared together and created together. I was much younger during the time of the relationship and I was not very embracive of the concept of self-love, therefore I dealt with lots of insecurity. One day, I literally cried out to the Universe asking "Whoever I am supposed to be, please let me be. Whatever I am supposed to do, give me the strength to do it." Less than a week later, the brother and I split. We wanted to give each other some space to grow, but we promised that when the time was right we would come back and love each other as we love ourselves. He used to always tell me that he couldn't wait until I turned 25.