Hello beams of the world...
Keep On Moving...You are doing an excellent job!
Well Mutha Freakin Done!!
Secret Society 4 young ladies
Thursday, June 20, 2019
Monday, May 20, 2019
Trusting God The Creator...
On this journey called life, whoa child...whoaaaaaa child.
As I move I realize that God is good ALL the time and ALL the time God is good.
As I move I realize that God is good ALL the time and ALL the time God is good.
Now, at first that seemed like a cliche, the norm to say after the preacher belts it out, but not today for me...nope..Not today.
In these past years, that is exactly what God our creator was trying to get me to do. It seemed so freakin hard. I am use to being the one in control, the one who does it all, although it was overwhelming at times and I begged for good help. I still tried to do everything on my own. I raised my children on my own, with little to no help from the fathers, grandparents, aunts, uncles, the village, etc. etc. While doing so I realized that it was lots of work for one person. When I look back on it, I can not believe I made it through half of it on my own, But God. I look back and I can't explain it no other way.
I raised children that have compassion and love for others in a world that knows little of. I was 17 when I started the journey..the journey taught me to love SO It's Real....Its So realllll...It's Reallll to Me!!
( Stephanie Mills and Diana Ross's Voice).
There's no place like home. (God)
-Je'vah
( Stephanie Mills and Diana Ross's Voice).
There's no place like home. (God)
-Je'vah
Wednesday, May 8, 2019
Coming Out of it....
OMGGGGG....Bloggers,
Can you believe it has been almost two years since a sista wrote on her blog!
Now, do not think I did not have a lot to say?
It's just that I have been going through some unfamiliar territory in my mind, body and soul for some time....
See, it all started after I wrote this letter to arch angel Michael after I had been going to this wicca class.
Soon after my life changed in so many ways.
That dark place showed up... that place is a place I would not wish on any one I can think of past or present. The dark is something only the person going through can describe. It is like no other, BUT when you walk with The Creator God you will come out!
But, you gotta walk.
I went in thinking "oh I'll be out of this soon", besides I had been through 'rough times' before, I'm thinking, "I got this". The dark came, came in all sorts of ways. Then as this 'Force' walked with me, I discovered that the dark was my past.( read those last five words again) All the stuff I had been through as a young child and young adult were looking me right in the face as an adult. I tried to run and hide in every corner, but there was no safe place. I tried to blame people, the people I blamed prospered. I was so angry at God. I was mad at God because when I went 'in' the past and saw all of the foul, disgusting things that had happened, I asked God, "why"? Why did You let those grown up snatch pieces of my body? Why did you give me a mother and father who would just give me up so freely and easily? Why did you put me in a neighborhood with people who do not understand my light? Why?
As I was 'led', I began to discover answers piece by piece. I learned that in all those moments God The Creator had me the entire time and that I went through of all of that trauma in childhood to prepare me for the presence. I saw the cries of the people that came after me and at times it seemed as if I was the only one listening, so I began to get it. God said that God needs me to help ignite the LIGHTS, But still I was angry.
The angry was real but hidden. I wore the mask. The smile got them every time, but inside a sista felt like she could not go on another day. I would wake up feeling like "why am I waking up..what is it that I am here to do"? I had not one clue. I would pray, get angry, turn away and repeat. I would hear God's voice saying it would be alright and to keep on moving. So many people in my outside world would always give me confirmation, rather it be someone saying almost the exact same words I would hear in my mind, something on television, a song, a social media post, etc. It took days, months, years, blood, sweat, tears, mustard seed FAITH and my family team..... a SISTA is still Here.
Thank God, Angels, Universe, Jesus, Ancestors, Elders....
Thank God.
Love and Light.
-Je'vah
Can you believe it has been almost two years since a sista wrote on her blog!
Now, do not think I did not have a lot to say?
It's just that I have been going through some unfamiliar territory in my mind, body and soul for some time....
See, it all started after I wrote this letter to arch angel Michael after I had been going to this wicca class.
Soon after my life changed in so many ways.
That dark place showed up... that place is a place I would not wish on any one I can think of past or present. The dark is something only the person going through can describe. It is like no other, BUT when you walk with The Creator God you will come out!
But, you gotta walk.
I went in thinking "oh I'll be out of this soon", besides I had been through 'rough times' before, I'm thinking, "I got this". The dark came, came in all sorts of ways. Then as this 'Force' walked with me, I discovered that the dark was my past.( read those last five words again) All the stuff I had been through as a young child and young adult were looking me right in the face as an adult. I tried to run and hide in every corner, but there was no safe place. I tried to blame people, the people I blamed prospered. I was so angry at God. I was mad at God because when I went 'in' the past and saw all of the foul, disgusting things that had happened, I asked God, "why"? Why did You let those grown up snatch pieces of my body? Why did you give me a mother and father who would just give me up so freely and easily? Why did you put me in a neighborhood with people who do not understand my light? Why?
As I was 'led', I began to discover answers piece by piece. I learned that in all those moments God The Creator had me the entire time and that I went through of all of that trauma in childhood to prepare me for the presence. I saw the cries of the people that came after me and at times it seemed as if I was the only one listening, so I began to get it. God said that God needs me to help ignite the LIGHTS, But still I was angry.
The angry was real but hidden. I wore the mask. The smile got them every time, but inside a sista felt like she could not go on another day. I would wake up feeling like "why am I waking up..what is it that I am here to do"? I had not one clue. I would pray, get angry, turn away and repeat. I would hear God's voice saying it would be alright and to keep on moving. So many people in my outside world would always give me confirmation, rather it be someone saying almost the exact same words I would hear in my mind, something on television, a song, a social media post, etc. It took days, months, years, blood, sweat, tears, mustard seed FAITH and my family team..... a SISTA is still Here.
Thank God, Angels, Universe, Jesus, Ancestors, Elders....
Thank God.
Love and Light.
-Je'vah
Friday, August 4, 2017
August 2st
Hey Hey Hey, Secret Society,
I am asking who ever sees this before or on August 21, 2017, to take the time out to meditate, Love & Light upon Our planet!!
The Universe appreciates Ya'!!
-Je'vah😎
I am asking who ever sees this before or on August 21, 2017, to take the time out to meditate, Love & Light upon Our planet!!
The Universe appreciates Ya'!!
-Je'vah😎
Sunday, December 4, 2016
The Year
The moon changes 12 times
from dark, to new, to full, to awes' surprise.
The days go from short
to long,
to long
to short,
The trend changes from pants and boots,
to skirts and shorts!
From hot to cold drinks,
Chilled to playful days.
There is a King,
Cupid pulling heart strings,
Leprechauns & four leaf clovers
A bunny,
The memorial!
A flag,
The festivities because of Independence...
Revisited!
Barbeques,
Picnics,
Celebrations,
Trick or Treat...
Giving Thanks while sharing cornucopia feasts!
Presents
and
Joy
and
Behaving girls & boys!
Black eyed peas,
cornbread,
greens..
Wishing for new Beginnings!
Oh, MY....
A Year has gone by!
Friday, January 29, 2016
If These Walls Could Talk
If these walls could talk,
Oh, the words 'it' will say...
As I sit,
lay,
pace,
walk...
back and forth,
in this room,
where Life
glows,
and glooms...
where flowers,
wilt,
and bloom...
My life is not my own!
I feel so alone,
as if no one
around me knows...
that there is 'something'
inside of me
that is trying desperately
to grow.
Is it my Mind,
my Body,
my Soul?
I really don't know!
This transition,
this growth,
this pain inside,
I try to hide,
but 'it' sings so loud,
and has me 'paralyzed'...
no real desire to abide.
Just wasting away days,
no map for me to find my way...
I'm all over the place.
Trying to figure out this 'thing'
called Life...
Hoping to do it right...
keep my game tight.
Until I slipped,
got mixed up in all kinds of conflicts.
Dropped people,
dropped places,
dropped things...
left nearly alone,
angry,
frustrated,
and afraid.
Praying,
morning,
noon,
and night,
for brighter days
and clearer views,
better clues...
an easier way!
What do I do with this 'fire'
this Light inside,
that burns with the desire...
to be fulfilled?
IT sparks and ignites,
and fights...
not to be put out!
IT dances,
Sings,
Shouts,
Screams...
and nobody listens!
Oh, the words 'it' will say...
As I sit,
lay,
pace,
walk...
back and forth,
in this room,
where Life
glows,
and glooms...
where flowers,
wilt,
and bloom...
My life is not my own!
I feel so alone,
as if no one
around me knows...
that there is 'something'
inside of me
that is trying desperately
to grow.
Is it my Mind,
my Body,
my Soul?
I really don't know!
This transition,
this growth,
this pain inside,
I try to hide,
but 'it' sings so loud,
and has me 'paralyzed'...
no real desire to abide.
Just wasting away days,
no map for me to find my way...
I'm all over the place.
Trying to figure out this 'thing'
called Life...
Hoping to do it right...
keep my game tight.
Until I slipped,
got mixed up in all kinds of conflicts.
Dropped people,
dropped places,
dropped things...
left nearly alone,
angry,
frustrated,
and afraid.
Praying,
morning,
noon,
and night,
for brighter days
and clearer views,
better clues...
an easier way!
What do I do with this 'fire'
this Light inside,
that burns with the desire...
to be fulfilled?
IT sparks and ignites,
and fights...
not to be put out!
IT dances,
Sings,
Shouts,
Screams...
and nobody listens!
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Gratitude
Can't let the day go by,
without declaring to the Most High,
at my highest hype...
TODAY IS A GOOD DAY...and afternoon and night
ALL is alright!
Where EVERY thing goes my way.
I hear the sweet sounds of the birds 'sing'
I see the Sun shine,
the trees blow,
the beauty and awe that glare through my windows!
Ode to Beautiful days,
peaceful plays
Present moments
Pleasant aromas!
Joy, Laughter, Love, Wonderful Family and Friends,
And the most soothing SERENE within!
So,
SO BE IT and AMEN!
without declaring to the Most High,
at my highest hype...
TODAY IS A GOOD DAY...and afternoon and night
ALL is alright!
Where EVERY thing goes my way.
I hear the sweet sounds of the birds 'sing'
I see the Sun shine,
the trees blow,
the beauty and awe that glare through my windows!
Ode to Beautiful days,
peaceful plays
Present moments
Pleasant aromas!
Joy, Laughter, Love, Wonderful Family and Friends,
And the most soothing SERENE within!
So,
SO BE IT and AMEN!
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