Another Lifetime

I just finished listening to the sounds of Erykah Badu..............................Didn't Cha Know(Respect her sounds).  I give JAH thanks for LIFE, HEALTH & STRENGTH.  I am here in California enjoying the cold and sunshine, taking a breather from I regular life in the Bahamas.  I am at peace with Iself. I realized that in order for things to change in one's life one must change their perception or better, modify their perception of life so that it conicides with what you want around your lifeline.

It has been a while since I have written on I blog and I thought to post a little something this morning kinda like keeping the stream running.  Well it's back to reading for I(The Testimony of HIS Imperial Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I Defender of the Faith written by Karl Phillpotts Naphtali) as I am on the path of ever increasing knowledge thereofre I will be able to impart what I've learned unto ones and ones.

I thought:  One must stay grounded in this here time.

AND I CALL ISELF A WOMBMAN

I came across this poem while perusing the educational site of "Wombyn Studies" a few days ago. I had meant to print this out to put up on I wall at home. Never got to do this………Today though, I decided to use these words as a tool. You see I figured out that this will reach many while posted on I "blogwall". I will still post this poem at home so that I will be inspired to cherish Iself. We as "Wombyn" do need to take time and nuture our beings. We are unique. There are many that try to become us. They don't have what we have, A Womb. One that can endure, hold secrets, tells stories & creates. Nekhena, Thank You, these words are powerful……….continue on I sister.

AND I CALL ISELF A WOMBMAN by Nekhena Evans, Sacred Woman Initiate

How can I become a "Wombman"

when I don't know my womb?

I have never had a conversation with my womb

so how can I consider myself a Wombman?

I have been with you...grown with you,

been through Rites of Passage with you

from childhood, to adolescence, to adulthood, and yet...

I have never had a conversation with you.

You have been a victim.  A consequence to an action.

A symptom of a disease.

An effect of my action.

I have never spoken to you.  Consulted with you.

Inquired of you.  Cared for you.

Or understood you.

and I call myself a grown Wombman.

Where have I grown?  How could I have grown without talking to you?

Without acknowledging your presence and your works?

And I call myself a Wombman

I have put you through dozens of men...

alien spirits/being/entities...of all dimensions,

from all places and stations.

I have created and destroyed babies through you.

I have fed you all kinds of poisons, thereby creating diseases-

fibroids, tumors, cysts and the like.

I have sexually abused you, thereby creating sexually transmitted disease...

infections of all types, itching...burning...hurting...PAIN!

I have used you for my own purposes...

money, favors, alleged self-esteem, beauty, clothing, food.

I have allowed men to probe you,

doctors to drug you, while I held you down.

If I had known someone who had done all these things

I would call them the names I despise most-

MURDERER,THIEF,LIAR,BETRAYER,DEMON.

Yes, I would...

Time to release. RELEASE.RELEASE.

FORGIVE ME.FORGIVE ME. FORGIVE ME.

I am complete.

I will be responsible for you, for myself...for my womb.

We are in a relationship together.

We have been from the very, very beginning.

I will commune and communicate with you.

I will listen to you.

I will wash, cleanse, and purify you.

I will pay attention to your patterns, your moods, yours signs and wonders.

I will....I will...I will...become the Wombman that you made

me from the beginning.

Trod Onnnnnnn..................................No Matter The Circumstances

Seems like every time I try to do something to better I situation I hit a wall.  At these times I tend to give up and think that this route was not for I and that I was forsaking I path of righteousness.  Now, I am beginning to learn that it is up to I to determine how these paths will affect I future and the people around I so that I can make a conscious decision.
Scenario:  I sent in I passport about 6 weeks ago(Sept. 17th, 2010) to be renewed for an upcoming trip in Feb. 2011………..I kept track throughout this time because the system here is slow.  When the agency says 6 weeks they actually mean 3 months.  Then out of the blue I received a call from them stating that I needed to reapply for an affidavit because I passport had been returned.  And yes this was after anxiously waiting for 6 weeks.  I wanted to bang my head against something………..Ugggghhhhhhhhhhh.  It was then at this time that I got into I “Maybe this wasn’t for you mode”.  I breathed and made a decision………….I will to trod on no matter the circumstances!
So now I have reapplied for a new affidavit and will resubmit I passport and will indeed take that trip. You see, I know that in making this decision to “trod on” I have positively secured I future and I know that the people within I circle will not be negatively affected by this decision……………………………..

Walking Shoes..............

I’m taking out my walking shoes….Yes they are sturdy, built for this journey.  I hope I continue to write as the days goes by……….I have this tendancy to stop. I mean point blank stop, rather than continue what I was doing.  I believe it’s an enemy called “FEAR”.  This pest is not welcome at my home, EVER! New day NEW rules….new New NEW.  My new “besties” are “HAPPINESS, PEACE, LOVE”. No worries, I have room for more positive “besties”. On this journey I will visit the Middle where all things are Centered and are at PEACE. Maybe I can purchase a piece of property there that won’t cost me my “LIFE”.