Letters, stories, extemporaneous cries after losing Steele: my intimate partner, best friend and business partner.
The other day I got upset about something. Reflecting on it I realize how I became a “participant in human drama” by letting my ego get the best of me. I am a member of a dance group for Junkanoo. When I joined the group I learned they had some drama in recent history, but after a shakeup everyone was …
I finally created my ancestor altar. I was stalling for a little while, not sure why, but one day the spirit just moved me to go in the backyard and find stuff to put it together. Using two cement blocks and a white cloth, I created a little tabletop for a candle, calabash with water, old man’s beard, sand, shells, …
I have a slight problem. In a weird way, my spiritual awakening is bringing out my sensuality. I never knew my feminine energy could be so sensual and alluring, to myself that is. It is like I am loving myself even more with this new awareness. I feel the feminine Goddess awakening in me.
I am noticing a pattern with all the things occupying my time: swimming in the ocean, writing, reading, drumming, dancing, sacred circles, small groups, meeting new people, interacting with strangers, beach bonfires, ancestral stories, volunteering with children, storytelling, vegetarian cooking, meditating, hibernating, cutting ties, Yoruba initiates, sleeping, Junkanoo. They all make my spirit feel alive in a deeply spiritual way.
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