I got up feeling off kilter and my spirit was restless. I missed my family who made the transition from this life and so this piece was written for them ( MY ANCESTORS)
I beckon you all to come sit with me I’ve put up lights in the hopes they would guide you to pay me a visit There is a longing to connect again I thirst for contact I want to walk the paths you’ve taken But I hear you all saying “not yet” How is it there? Do you miss me? I’m married now, I am almost a generation I force myself to not forget the lines of you’ll faces I close my eyes and quiet my spirit just to remember your voices The precise phrases,tones and decibel levels
Flowers arranged in a vase, a mirror is placed at the corner, a jar of water, incense burns and perfume fills the room My vibration is high I am dressed for the occasion… I WILL wait for the connection The conch shell is waiting to be blown upon you’ll arrival Meet me in the valley and pay a penny at the cross roads Let’s meet there,let’s ask Shakapana for the drums to play Let’s ask Oshun to sweeten this festivity with her finest honey Let’s ask Shango for lightening to light the skies in you’ll honor Let’s ask Oya to open the gates to let you’ll through And let’s ask Olumudurae for his unmerited favor, that in all our asking that he blesses this ostentatious occasion
You’ll are almost here…I can sense it and I shall wait!
I begged you to listen to what I had to say and I was like a mosquito that won’t be silent humming in your ear; and yet your answer was always the same “NO”
I’m bursting out of this here box and when I get out I’m going to get what’s mine. If only a day didn’t seem like a thousand years life would be effortless and whimsical…sigh!
Helloooooooo…do you hear me? ONE day I’m bursting out this box and I will receive favor; I will learn once again to stand, to walk, to stride, to run so fast that not even time can catch me. My life will bloom, my life’s destiny will be fulfilled…”oh by the way did I tell ya I’m destined for greatness?”
GOD DAMMIT!!! I got to get out of this box this tomb, this hole, this cell that I’ve served 19yrs in for a crime I hadn’t commit and if indeed I did wrong God let your judgement be swift and your mercies sure. My heart can’t take much more, my mind has derailed numerous times and well my spirit I’ll leave that up to you God, for I am broken…all I know my patience has been tested and I NEED TO GET OUT THIS BOX!
Growing up in the Caribbean there is a saying “common sense was made before book sense”. Although we live in the technological/information age at some point we are required to tap into the one thing that never fails COMMON SENSE! It has proven to beat out google,friends and family when they can’t provide you a solution to life’s many challenges.
Today I want to highlight the life of a remarkable woman who I’ll call wonder woman. She wasn’t educated, as a matter of fact she was deprived of an education and the simple task of signing her name was a task in itself. I can tell you this she had a job, a 401k, was well verse in the way she ran her home and sitting in her presence you’d have no idea of her shortcomings. I was granted the opportunity to sit under her and learn the ways of entering womanhood. She had an uncanny way with words and would oftentimes say “just because my name isn’t on somebody’s billboard surrounded by lights doesn’t mean I’m not important…I’m important to you ain’t I?”
I would rush through my dinner just to be able to sit awhile to hear her stories; she once told me that love is over rated and a man shouldn’t validate who you are; it turned out to be one of life many lessons I had to learn. At that time, I had NO clue what she was speaking about all I knew she was an interesting person and I was like a moth drawn to a flame! I’m not gong to tell you I learned algebra or algorithm from her but I would tell you I learned compassion, I learned that you didn’t have to have a degree to become an industrious woman, I learned independence, I learned entrepreneurship, I learned how to listen and most importantly I learned that superheroes aren’t fictional and they DON’T wear a cape! The woman I speak of was my grandmother, a REMARKABLE soul with such tenacity, who beat all odds and defied all that this life said she couldn’t achieve!!!
Thank you grandma for making life so much more colorful for me!!!
It took a long time to finally realize that people are merely a shadow of their real selves oftentimes pretending well to be what they are not. A few years ago I entered the doors of a church looking for some spiritual awakening but instead walked into a living nightmare. The funny thing is not all nightmares contain a monster or boogie man. I got more than I bargained for I encountered a cult with the head who was a dictator and truth be told we were all like sheep being lead to the slaughter house. I was looking for direction, edufication and salvation which is FREE!!!
It’s been 7yrs since I’ve left and yet to walk into a church, and though I am a spiritual person that believes in the UNIVERSE I firmly believe that it has conspired to bring me to this junction in my life…So let me introduce myself I am leeleewhite the Cinderella blogger and as you know how that story ends. I will candidly allow you to take a journey with me through my writing as I share facets and life experiences of myself with you!