Hertz dispelling Hurt

Bathing in a sea of sound

She got lost in the beat

Changing in a way you could never see

Float on

Flow on

Light on

Washed away in the best way

Amplified by this electrical musical ride

The hertz dispelling the hurt

Vibrate on

Vacillate on

Love on

She got found in the beat

Bathing in a sea of sound

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Writer’s Note: been swimmin’ in my heart lately – some late spring cleaning – makin’ space for some new shit…laughs

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and She

She ran and she ran and she ran

and jumped straight through your chest and into your heart

and as she danced in your auricles and ventricles

vibrations of her essence drifted throughout your body and kissed your every thought

She danced and she danced and she danced

long gone you still feel her vibrations, her essence

in every cell

in every thought

She ran and she ran and she ran

Art Info:
Clarissa Rizal
Run World Run (2003)
Painting/Drawing/Print
via http://collections.si.edu/search/

The Builder

THE BUILDER

She builds dreams without instructions

God-given intuition her guide

She builds dreams

As faces brown like hers and white like American history send her negative messages about who she is

Messages based largely on her gender, race, and sexuality – the outer most details of her deep existence

She builds dreams

As spirit reminds her that she should always look deeper then the surface of another’s epidermis to connect

Her circle of friends proof that she uses this knowledge

Besides no one knows better than her that is takes ALL faces to build dreams

She builds dreams

As she attempts to find love in a time when many are tuned out to the natural flow of love within their own being

She builds dreams

While she learns that to attract love, the authentic kind, that can fortify any foundation causing it to last for centuries and centuries she must be her truest self/her best self/ her highest self- She must BE love

She builds her dreams

And embraces the present moment as time flows by, the past behind her & forgotten

There is only now

She builds dreams

As the spirit of Amanayea reminds her to take care of her body – it is her most valuable tool

She builds dreams

As her spirit and her earth angels remind her of her own greatness and power when her strength wavers

She builds dreams

Because that is what the Creator created her to do -and in building her dreams and yours she adds to the beauty of this world that is collectively ours

There is space for ALL the dream builders

She builds dreams without instructions

God-given intuition her guide

Tiffany

Art Info:
William H. Johnson
Women Builders (1945)
Oil on paperboard
via Smithsonian American Art Museum (online)

The Birth of an Idea

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I’ve given birth  many times but I have no children.

I give birth to ideas.

During the right life experience, visual, physical, mental,and emotional sensations  shoot through my mind touching all the right spots causing an orgasm of thought.

This union of myself and life experience spark creation and the seed of an idea is planted.

I begin to feel my idea growing inside the womb of my mind. I nourish it with information and love. I crave silence and chamomile tea. There are sleepless nights and occasionally I am irritable.

 Then I give birth.

Pushing, Praying, Painting, Poems, Pottery, Photos

Whoosh

My idea is born.

This little creation will one day be my big idea. As it grows I must remember to have no expectations – I will simply guide it.

Although it is my idea, this creation still has a destiny, a journey, and a purpose all of its own.

I am a woman.

Through me life passes.

So it feels quite natural to birth ideas and give you all life.

I’ve given birth many times but I have no children.

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Painting Information:
Hananian Harari (1912-2000)
The Beauty Parlor (1937)
Oil on canvas 
via: http://collections.si.edu/search/
Photo courtesy of: T.R.