Identity

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If I had a dollar for every time I’ve been asked “so what are you?” I’d gladly pay the explanation I apparently owe for my appearance in your curiosity. I am exactly half not white enough, half not dark enough to get shot in the back IF I talk right. Luckily my vocabulary delivers license and insurance with the calm assurance of a freed slave with papers. A little known advantage of the modern educated high yellow loudmouthed bitch is I can shape shift imagine how fast a scarf and a flick of the wrist can  turn fashionable artist into suspicious terrorist. Sometimes I do that just to f@ck with people. Obviously I’m mixed with feelings of guilt in knowing that if I don’t tell you I’m black you won’t know and that could be beneficial somehow? My Grandparents adamantly insisted I pass like their cousins. My mom says dear you’re more white than anything else. Pops says I’m blacker than I think. What I am made of is middle passage pow wow and revolution. The color of blue blood walking on Mississippi clay through a trail of tears with a crown. The shade of an orchestra playing James Brown for ballerinas doing a rain dance. What I am is gerwurtzaminer etufee gumbo haggis pints of ale iboga fry bread and danjou. I am a veritable global smorgasbord of world traveling barrier breaking screwing and surviving. I owe no explanation for my appearances come with no labels to categorize me into an imaginary box of things I am or am not based on the skin color of my book cover for my rainbow hued encyclopedia soul of ancient roots I am just human.
Like you.

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Solstice Poem: An Eve’s Blessings

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An Eve’s Blessings

Be blessed I say to everyone
Be blessed by the return and rise of the sun
Wherever you’re at north south east or west
For many this time of the year is the best

Each has a view of what happens these days
Bringing warmth and light in their own ways
So I deliver ancient blessings that this time brings
From every direction these things

Be blessed the north with thy coldest days
Both near and far reflect your ways
Plump belly reindeer and fire glow
Helped us make it through days of old in the snow

The land of the east and the morning sun
Has been many days so the place holds the name
Where the sun does rise
Here is where new life comes from, the sky

The south from whence cometh such soul and fire
Where the sun neither wavers falters or tires
Steady its heat comes like the beat of the drums
That speak of the place friends and family do come

In the west the sun sets as the past goes on its way
Always leaving the promise of a new risen day
So wherever you are look inside and remember
All over the world solstice comes in June and December

Truly all good things come from above
All places are the same located in love
Listen with your heart can you hear the singing
It’s the joy that friends and family are bringing

Oh! And one last thing before I go
The debt and greed of the season
That bullsh!t is from below

Happy Festivus

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The Best Grounding Visualization Technique

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Studying ways to balance energy and emotions is something I have a passion for. Sometimes, being an empath, it is necessary to be mindful of energy just to function in certain situations or around specific people. If this is not done, there can be an overflow of emotions and energy that needs to be grounded out in order to restore harmony and enjoy the present moment. A simple way of grounding and balancing is visualization. I am sensitive to stuff from other people and realized how to shield and cloak with energy by practicing this exercise.
Be alone in a setting that is powerful or safe for you or in nature where it is peaceful. To begin first bring awareness to breathing deeply and slowly. Relax your shoulders and stand or sit comfortably. Then visualize your body sinking roots through your feet into to the earths core. Connect to and wrap your roots around the earth. Next visualize energy from your head rising up to meet the light of the sun. Imagine light streaming upwards like branches of a tree all the way to the sun. Imagine glowing vines wrapping around the source of life. You are rooted in earth below and to the light sun above. Be mindful of breathing deeply fully. Now feel a warm ball of light begin to form in your core at the solar plexus. Allow it to build it up to a luminous bubble, then you expand that bubble out as far as you can imagine. Include your surroundings, all the visual field, all your thoughts then further expand that bubble to include the earth and your roots and the sun and your branches. When the bubble is all of your relaxed consciousness sit in it for a while and enjoy the space, fill it up with your awareness so you can imagine you are reaching its outer edges. Let your breath fill expand and contract this space of awareness. Then let your mind free from time and space like a TARDIS. Create another bubble quite small that you just fit inside, then visualize the big bubble squashing into the small bubble. Imagine yourself stepping in and out of this bubble to get a good feel for it. Like a portal, black hole, or vortex every time you step inside the little bubble the entire big bubble is available to you. However enormous it is inside, when you step outside it seems contained and small and neat. Breathe and allow the waves of relaxed breath to ride the expanding and contracting energy. When the feeling of calm has filled you, begin to release the branches and roots of energy and bring the light back to your center and your focus to the room or natural surroundings. When leaving the place of solitude or the quiet serenity of nature you’ve been in and head back to regular awareness, you keep the little bubble small and strong and light with you. Make its edges as small as desired. Inside it will be as expansive as the universe. Carry this through everyday life. Know when to open the protective bubble and be protected from other energy entering personal space. Stress or anxiety can be a manifestation of feeling unprotected. With this visualization we can create the feeling and reality of peace and tranquility. Restoring balance and harmony to our mind body and soul.

Namaste

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Hollow bone, holy grail

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Clean slate, clear channel is the same as the Hollow Bone Lakota term. The concept of Hollow Bone is found in native and indigenous teachings. Energy work such as reiki has the practitioner work from the position of neutral observer is employing the same techniques. We are but conduits of the flow of energy, information or Spirit coming through us for another person. In Native American teachings the concept of the hollow bone refers to the structure of birds’ bones, their feathers being hollow allowing birds to take flight. Birds are divine messengers and hold the answers we seek. The process of knowing oneself, one’s beliefs, biases, and perceptions allows the healer to move ego and conscious mind out of the way creating that clear channel. We are to be neutral as the Hollow Bone. We channel Spirit not power. We are the empty valley that holds the river. When I guide with hollow bone medicine I only have the intention of being present and responding as directed by Spirit. Energy is neutral power is not.The highly respected late Native American Frank Fools Crow taught that you must become like a hollow bone to be effective. “We are called to become hollow bones for our people, and anyone else we can help, and we are not supposed to seek power for our personal use and honour. What we bones really become is the pipeline that connects Wakan Tanka, the Helpers and the community together.” This is how the emptiness gets filled with energy as we heal ourselves and others.
It is the holy grail, cup and dagger, yin and yang. To become an empty vessel that Wakan Tanka, God, consciousness, and ultimately our own inherent divinity can fill. The same concept is present in many faiths. It is destination all paths lead to. The holy grail. Emptiness. Hollow bone.

Namaste
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Poem: Call Me Queen

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I hear people talking about pronouns she he they them xie xem OK that’s cool I too wish to be addressed properly. So let me make this clear I am not your baby girl sweety honey or boo. No. I like the sound of your Majesty. Nothing less will do. So don’t call me ma’am like some ordinary mother oh no there is no other like me. A single rare individual completely in touch with my divinity. Call me Queen, Regina, her royal Highness. The shit I have risen above, overcome reached heights higher highest call me Goddess. I bring light through the darkness like Luna. My womb rides the moon. I identify with diviner, seer, mystic, guru. So don’t come at me talking shit I am nobody’s bitch. In fact, if you mess with me, I will show you witch. Conjurer of poems that cast spells, cauldrons of soup that heal wounds. Call me baby girl one more time, I will stick you …..with voodoo. So excuse you who thought you knew how to do what talk ? to who me? no. too out of the box for common labels madam griot mistress wordsmith. I am not your little mama I don’t even ride bitch. So hear this, before you come talk to me, know these two things. I like it when you kneel and I will answer to my queen.

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The aftermath of the supposed end of slavery.

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Slavery just got nicer. People still rape and don’t go to jail. They let you go home since you’re not really owned. This is not freedom. This is suffocation.    #icantbreathe  when I see people  getting lynched and the murderers walk free. They melted chains into bullets. Cant you see my  #handsupdontshoot #Every28hours  Bodies lie on the street instead of hanging from trees. Our government is bearing strange fruit. Cant you see #blacklivesmatter  The runaway slave patrol hunted with us with dogs. Our local state patrol brings k-9 along to hunt you. Or hunt for drugs the FDA didn’t prescribe you. Politicians are not smarter than you, but you better do #WTF they tell you to.  Simon says if you have a headache that’s worth a couple hundred to somebody. What are we worth? What do we cost? How do we get milked for free? Fucked for free. Raped for free. Murdered for free. This is the aftermath of the supposed #slavery.  This is #truth. #alllivesmatter  Mexicans still get get treated like slaves by the direct descendants of slave masters. Illegal aliens in their own homelands invaded. #migrantfarmworkers #modernslavery We are told what to do, where to go,  and how to do it and get fined and imprisoned for bullshit. Oh sure you can get freedom and #justice if you can afford it. The crime of being black in america. Where is the appropriate public place is for a black man to walk or sit? Simon says the gestapo want your papers. Name age ID where you from what’s your destination? Now your going to jail because we don’t like your attitude. Cooperate with their harassment with a smile or they will kill you. While known murderers and rapists walk free. I don’t know about you but to me this doesn’t seem very free.

The aftermath of the supposed end of slavery.

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