Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Dear White People.....WAKE UP!


I    C a n ' t   W a i t   F o r   T h i s   M o v i e !

I find that often times in our society, especially as of recently, that we share truth behind comedy and hope that the wisdom shines through in the back of people's minds.

Examples of that being The Boondocks and this movie, "Dear White People"
From the few clips I have seen introducing this movie, yes I laugh cause its funny! But it is also the truth!
Revealing topics that need to be hot like the continuous battle between black people trying to be white and white people trying to be black. (this is a problem)

The irony is ridiculous! And our children don't even realize it. And if they do, they don't take it seriously cause they continue with their foolish ways degrading their god given bodies instead of appreciating what they were blessed with.

This past year I have learned the most from Savannah State Professors and Savannah natives, revolutionaries, and educators about our race, reputation and what our nation is doing to us. The United States is slowly killing, reconstructing, reshaping, and mis-educating our people and most of us don't even know it.
The looser parents get the worst it gets. People depending on technology and the media to educate our children instead of doing it themselves.

Where is our oral history?
Who is writing our public school curriculum?
Who is omitting black history?
Why must an individual wait till college to learn that our people were once kings and queens.
IF they choose to take an African history course
and
IF their college of choice even offers such a course!
They wonder why children are disinterested and misbehaving in school.
Have you read the stats for graduating black students?!
Do you know the numbers of black students being held back and being put in remedial behavior problem schools?!!!
Why must they be surprised to know that their beautiful brown skin they hated and hid for years used to be a commonality among our race!
Why do our beautiful young women despise their curls and aspire "blow in the wind blonde hair"
Why is my generation so lazy! (side note, save it for another blog post)

I digress.....
The world used to be small.
We were once all ONE TRIBE.
Why don't our children know that our skin color is not a "race".
Our skin is nearly an adaptation of ultra-violet light (the SUN).
Cause our race is the HUMAN RACE and we were made to adapt.
 Why do our children not know that race is a social construct that we can deconstruct if we choose?!
Why do our children not understand the effects of decades of assimilation have done to us?
What it is STILL doing to us?

Open Up,

In 1997 The American Anthropological Association (AAA) recommended that the U.S. government abandon the term "RACE" on official forms because it holds, "...no scientific justification in human biology."

Chew.

Why are black models more successful in a European Market opposed to America?
Did you know France doesn't acknowledge race? Google their demographic stats, you will find no breakdown of races, no way to know how many blacks live here or whites or Asians. Everyone is considered French of various ethnic origins. Done.
Why are we being over charged for products and not fighting against it?
Why don't our children know there are people making money off of their arrest?
Why are we jailing the drug dealers instead of educating them cause there is always another way?
Where is the activist in my generation?
Where is the desire and inspiration to promote positive change?

Savor.

I believe change starts with education.
These same educators who enlightened me teach the minds of a new individual every day.
It just takes one to continue the trend.
Education
Intellect
That's the new sexy

I don't know everything. And there is far more for me to experience, learn, realize and do
But the more I learn the more I think
The more I question things
And that is a powerful thing.

Decades ago the oppressors didn't want slaves to learn how to read or white.....why?
Cause they knew that knowledge was key. They knew with just the bare basics of reading and writing they would LEARN that they had the CAPABILITY to rise up from their current status. They might learn the truth of their worth and find fault in the system.

Swallow.

I pray that my generation and the ones to follow learn to read and write.
I pray that the learning of those fundamentals inspire them to teach their friends and their children.
I pray that if anyone ever tells them to put down that book or drop that pen, that they may rise up with the strength of God behind them and be granted the courage to not let that be so.


Times are changing and NOT all for the bad.
That technology we have...that thing called the internet holds many lies but also many truths.
Be inquisitive. Don't believe what you hear, don't believe me, discover validation for yourself on the web in a book. The internet puts millions of resources from the globe in one place on our computer screens.

One day my art will teach the masses. No meaningless  nor absent minded art. Aesthetics being only the cherry on top I believe God has a greater use and message for my creative talents to share with the world.

Bookmark.

I encourage you to learn.
And start here with this:

(Source 1)


(Source 2)
http://www.aaanet.org/stmts/racepp.htm

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Un Regalo de mí para ti.

In all my life (so far) I've only met two people so I would call a kindred spirit.
Kindred Spirit means of similar nature or character.
I learned this word years ago reading Anne of Green Gables. The protagonist of the novel had a dear friend whom she called a kindred spirit. They held a bond for years and were extremely close.
Synonyms for the word Kindred are blood, akin,  and allied.

I share this definition because I see Kindred Spirited Individuals as something apart from friendship. Though similar its on a different level, a spiritual level. We are all spiritual beings, it is not our flesh that makes us alive, but the breath of life God put in each of us.
My ladies, Kay and Dora are strong spirited women whom I've connected with on a number of levels. They showed me a true bond of  Godly womanhood beyond the superficial friendships you find between other females. When I speak to them I don't only hear their words but I feel their message. Kay and I easily fall into tears just embracing each other. And Dora always know how to direct prayer to stay in alignment with God's plan.

So how is this un regalo....


This is a gift because it is what you asked for. Indirectly and directly you really asked: "Will you let me see beneath your beautiful?" Me presento a usted. Permiso para ver debajo de mi hermosa. Permiso para saber más de lo que ya sabe. Le doy acceso a mi ver.

You don't push. You don't shove. You have yet to even experience my hug.... yet you stay, you're present and you care. Can't tell you how many times I figured you'd just disappear. I feel what you write. I sense every word you speak into me. As different as we are, our mindsets couldn't be any closer. It's creepy, but its comforting cause its effortlessly a genuine exchange of beliefs, opinions, and ideas...rejuvenating and nourishing our spirits alike daily.
Proverbs 4:23 says, Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.
Guarding my heart is my duty. It's everyone's duty. God charges us with this task to not only protect us but help us recognize the value and importance of our heart. Not to be careless with our heart, but to cherish it and hold in the same importance as God holds each and everyone of us. I don't feel rushed and I don't feel fooled. That's what I want to feel and think, but the sense of positivity I feel over comes those bad things.
You are a lesson AND a blessing. You have taught me that I can share the affection I have in something healthy, motivational, and balanced, without risking the safety of my heart. My heart is not at risk because it is relaxed, it's encouraged, and comforted. You are a beautiful example of something God had been trying to communicate to me. I know what I deserve, and it's not asking for too much, because it's how God made me. God has made it extremely clear to me and my morals what is essential not only in a man but in anyone I associate myself with. I always said that I rather spend every night of my life alone  in the comforting hands of God before I lay with someone temporary, meaningless and untrue. And I mean what I say (but you know that).
 
   "You should be appreciated for who you are and what you give of yourself. If what you give isn't enough and you feel that you have to exhaust yourself and go against your integrity...[then] find someone whose needs and requirements are within your budget: Emotionally, Physical, Mentally, Spiritually."
 
I thank you for letting me be who I am. I thank you for an honest friendship with no boundaries and no finish line. Two adults simply enjoying God's blessings and spirits alike. Nothing but good vibes from here forward. May God bless each of individually and support us in all that is to come. The Good, Bad, and the Ugly, I'm down for the cause.
 
 Bienvenido, de Puerto Rico y Bienvenido a todas las pasiones y materias de mi corazón
 
 
Un Regalo de mí para ti. 
 
 
 
- A Nourished Spirit
 

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Separated: I'm Sick

I have the urghh to write!
But my mind body and soul are separated...

I've been flooded with homework all week.
Restless naps and early morning filled with homework
My assignments have me writing and reading and annotating till I have to run out the door
Can't be late to class no more.

Exhausted.
But the hours I endure.
When I'm out of class I sit somewhere new or familiar
I prepare myself for work
Yet I linger.

Exhausted my mind starts to dream
Sweet memories stirred up by the things I see.
Young love
Laughter
Loneliness, I don't know what I'm after.
I'm an Observationalist
I react emotionally to everything that blesses my senses
Ears
Nose
Hands
Glasses.

Summer B
Midterms are next week
I'm taking 3 classes.
Every classes sparks my mind to go somewhere that doesn't matter.
My heart, my soul, my mind they are scattered
Everytime I travel I want to write but I'm too tired.
I don't want to rush the process I want it to be natural
Cause the feelings I have inside must be released!
Patience is what I'm after,
Cause my mind, my soul, my heart are scattered

They need to come home
'Come one
I'm sick.
I'm tired.