Day 4 Mindfulness Journal

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Day 4
Journey into Mindfulness
Forest Bathing

Mindfully walk and connect to the Earth.
Feel the solid ground beneath your feet.

Imagine an anchor rooted with trees.
Holding you firmly to the ground.

Raise your hands above your head.
Reach for the sky.

Feel the connection from Earth to Heaven.
You have just grounded yourself.

Your footsteps are left in the sand.
Turn around see where you have been.

Shake the dust off your heels.
The next step you take will be light and airy.

You now walk with a gentle gait.
Touching the earth ever so gently.

You once again glance over your shoulders.
There are no footprints in the sand.

Your body floats above the ground.
Moving you to higher places.

Left on the ground is your past.
Which begins to shatter and break apart.

The heavy burden that you used to carry.
Now lay on the ground nourishing those who follow your footpath.

You are a part of the earth.
As you live the garden on Earth will flourish and thrive.

Day 2 Mindfulness Journal

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Day 2
Journey into Mindfulness                                                                                                           A Different Perspective of Fear!

Fear, the immobilizer
Grips the Mind.
Floods the senses with panic.

Your heart races,
The Mind
Imagines
All manners of harm.

You have lost all control.

We humans
With an ancestry DNA
Feel the fear
Of long ago.

Which has been passed down
Through your genes.

Like a monkey
Trapped in a corner
He senses danger
When the
Lion is out on the prowl..

Mindfully looking at fear
With a different perspective
Brings a mindful response.

There is nothing good or bad
But thinking
Makes is so…

Self Aware

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SELF AWARE

I’m not this body
These thoughts
This skin.

I’m not what you call me
Or think of me.

I’m not your property
Do not belong to the State.

Then who am
I
What
Am
I?

I am.
I observe.

Like watching a movie on the screen.
For a moment,
I’m enthralled,
Think I am the actor
Experiencing the scene.

When the movie is over
I’m thinking
About the characters.
I really did like that movie.

I know it was just a character
Not me.

Then who am I?
Lost without a fixed state.

I would be nothing
Without this body, money
This car or home.

Homeless without a room.
Leaves me feeling empty and all alone
Fear takes over
I cannot tolerate this feeling.

I run and hide,
Escape into alcohol, drugs, sex,
Anything to elevate this feeling
Like I am about die.

I can choose to ride this wave.
Hold onto the moment.
Ground myself in the tingling in my toes.

Soon the wave subsides.
I’m a little closer to
Letting go
Of this attachment
To the body and old.

Coming Into Wholeness

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COMING INTO WHOLENESS

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I’ve come to the awareness

Of where I am,

How I got here,

The decision I made.

The actions I took.

I accept my life.

 

My words

Have come from a place

Inside of me.

I accept my life.

My experiences

Have been my choice.

I accept my life.

Every word

Every deed

The stories I told myself

I am responsible for.

I accept my life.

I’ve taken the task of

Coming to this life.

Every obstacle,

A test.

To bring me to the

Awareness of the Self.

A nature that has been

Silent in the background.

Watching,

Listening,

Observing,

Experiencing,

Everything thing in life.

The joy,

The sorrow,

The heartache,

Is complete!

I accept my life.

I take the lead

And guide me to…

Wholeness.

Acceptance.

Compassion for myself.

I love and accept my life!

 

A Spiritual Transformation

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HOW TO EVOLVE YOUR RELATIONSHIP TO GOD

We are an extension of the source.

A force that aligns with!

A part of the Human Family

An unbroken chain.

Since time beginning

An invisible force

Molecules hover across ,

A vortex

Pulling intentions

In it’s wake.

Awake to your wonderous life!

Creating,

Dancing

Dreaming

Of a New World

Spinning on an invisible axis

Believe in the Magic of

Your Life.

Black Panther Nation

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From the lands across the sea,

To the bottom of the ocean floor.

Dwells the spirit of an African nation.

Held down,

By forces of Empire-building.

Living on the earth has made her strong.

Her inner light shines in the morning sun,

Like gold mined from the cavern of the Soul.

A presence resonates in her heart.

On her tongues, spewing from her pores.

She has reclaimed the lost spirit of an African nation

Blood mixed with all manner of people,

Bubbles to the surface,

Sizzles on an open flame

                      Burning for over two thousand years

Spent poison has been released

Like a covering over the earth

Shields life from the cold harsh climate of winter

Black Panther Nation is on the prowl

Coming out from the mountains and low lands

Finds a piece of earth

Settles in for the night

Awaits the morning

For its earthly forage.

Mindfulness as a Practice

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Writing as a Practice of Mindfulness

A sort of remembering of a past experience.
This time with detached emotions,
Through the lens of an adult who stepped back into the past to recover a memory that had shaped her life.

It was-like browsing through a picture album of the mind seeing a distorted image of a life lived; from on top of the mountain; into the deepest valley, only to return to the same spot from which I had begun.

Holding onto that image of a little girl sitting all alone, with the innocence of a new born.
Caused undue stress and strain on the body. Now fifty years later has taken hold.

Fifty years ago Pamala sat and tried to make sense of what she was experiencing.
Words eluded her.

She only had a feeing that she could accurately describes,
Which etched itself onto the soft confines of her mind;
It was a seed planted in fertile ground.

As the seed took hold and began to grow;
Unaware Pamala feed it fear, loneliness and unworthiness,

Experience proved her right.
As she continued to hold onto this image like a covering for her loneliness.

She tried to comfort herself.
Only her tiny arms could not fully embrace her whole self.

She was left feeling empty.
Never would her belly be full.
She never knew that she was always whole and complete.

Feeling empty was a falsehood that she told herself and was determined to make real.

So began the process of creating a life
Experience shaped her mind; fear filled her heart.
Her soul continued to search for a resting place.
A quiet spot to call her own.

Glimpses of a life would appear
Only to be covered over with the Karma she created each time she told herself thelie.

The lie shrouded her truth.
The ache in her heart grew stronger pounding her head until the mind shut down and went into hibernation.

Down a deep dark cavern she sunk.
With no light Pamala wandered for many years trying to find a way out.

Shrouded in darkness forced me to look within for a source of light.

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Winter of Discontentment

This cold, freezing temperature has me frozen solid unable to move, to distinguish what is solid and what is flowing water.

This ache in my belly; this unfamiliarity has me stuck as waves of biting cold lull me into a deep sleep, sort of like a coma that I seem unable to wake from.

The the claws of fatigue drag me into an unproductive stupor; a kind of holding place before I am swept out into the open sea.

Out into the middle of the sea, the frigid water take my strength away as wave upon wave crash onto me. I hold tight to as the hammering continue.

In a bewildered state I see familiar faces and words that I reach and try to grab a hold of which has held me to the bottom of the sea and given me a sense of inner security.

My arms start to flail as find a rhythm that will keep me afloat.

One long deep breath and I am swimming across the surface of the sea.

Days I drift until shore seems approachable.

Nearing the shoreline I see people wave; two males swim out and greet me.

I lay limp as they drape a life vest around me and pull me to shore.

On solid ground I open my eyes to the bright sunshine; to the winds brushing across my cheeks; to the smiles and laughter that greet me; to the arms that embrace me; to the love surrounding me; to the open waters that have cleansed me.

I turn and take one last look at the vast waters that I have just emerged from.

A smile crosses my  lips; a copper glow emits from my skin…

My insides have been emptied into the depths of the vast sea.

Empowered Womyn

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The Empowered Womyn does not ascribe to maintaining the status quo. She wants to create a better world for children, students and all of Humanity.

She has lived in the shadow of her true self. A quiet one who kept to herself because she did not want to rock the boat, or be seen as an agitator, trouble maker or radical one.

Her silence only reinforces more of the same. In 2017 the world begins to resemble the hell she feared.  Something must be done lest the world will burn.

Is there another way to be in the world. Glimpses of a greater self appeared in her dreams. Kept in the shadows, it grew strong. Un-hampered by those who would destroy her spirit.

The power she has within can meet any resistance and transform it into something that will propel her forward on her path to the sea.

Her vast potential laying dormant, like a molecule of water that once aligns with the sea begins to crash and wash over anything in its’ wake.