February 2012
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...truly there are signs for us all
sometimes we pray an absolute prayer - begging for God to do for us what we can do for ourselves, forgetting that all we needed to ask for was the love and guidance to get us where we are going, where we need to be, where we should be heading, where we will eventually find ourselves. there is hard work in persistence, reward in knowing there is faith and love and that both are inextricably linked...
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save me, love me.
1. the truth is you make me feel terribly lonely. i was just getting used to being by myself when you came along and turned everything upside down. and now every weekend i am reminded that you are an ocean away living a life i don’t belong in. [i am not the women at the parties, or the magazines, not the woman you take on the red carpet, i’m not even the woman you come home to].
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Anonymous asked: Why do you identify as Black?
barka-art asked: are you in love?
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try not to stutter
it came to you in a meditation moment. for others it was between the first hit and last drink, the space between the mind and the body that sinks heavily into the ground and simultaneously flys… dragging and dragging itself into belief. they were just as convincing as you, honest to say the least - the kind that sticks to your bones, settles itself into skin. it becomes comfortable, easy...
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crystalfilm
revelation is everywhere - your hands, the way you comb your hair, the books you pick, the train you get on, the time you get home, the conversation you had with the man at the coffeeshop, the way you sleep on your front, hand tucked beneath the pillow, the dreams you remember, the dreams you forget, the way you kiss your beloved in the cool of a night, how your mother says your name, the stories...
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reflections on revelation
this week has been one of small, slow, tender, honest and important revelations, things that become necessary and in need of sharing:
whenever my spirit is tired, exhausted, lost, unsure of anything, energy, clarity and new discoveries come my way. i feel like i’m forever open to a universe that connects and reconnects me to the things i need to know, the people i need to hear from/meet,...
Anonymous asked: I'm in love with a guy but I am hurting, recently he told me he had cheated on me physically with another woman and I cried until I couldn't cry anymore but I chose to stay with him because I feel like someway some how I can get over it, but secretly I feel like I can't and although it was one time, I could have never seen myself hurting him in such ways.. I don't know what to...
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as a woman i am constantly trying to break the boundaries around me. i get exhausted by the policing: by the culture i’m meant to call home that renders me nothing but something to be owned, and the culture i struggle to find home in that renders me nothing but something to be owned, an object, an illusion of freedom or peace or holding. i have broken things i’m meant to hold together...
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“I think we ought to only read the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the...”
– Franz Kafka , 1904 (via theprospectofvanishingforever)
dear God, allow me to create things this open and honest and cruel and difficult and important. please.
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the most difficult thing is
the way men say your name,
like it is empty of all
the reasons your mother
named you.
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shiftinginsoul:
Ubera Por Mundi by The FiGsZ ft....
Anonymous asked: I wish there wasn't a world between us, I will stretch my arms until they reach you. When your ribs begin to hurt and you can barely breathe that is me squeezing you. I think we should be penpals or something like that I would love to send you sketches or notes, or photos or little things I collect.
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four things for saturday
1. i don’t have much to offer but restless hands and an evermore restless heart
2. i want to know how to be the woman who always leaves before she learns how to stay
3. the boy from that autumn and the way he knows things, i need a man like that. no love involved just an understanding of companionship
4. how many times will i have to tell myself ‘i am this woman’ before i...
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your body is a fix of things
your skin and the way it stretched between your neck and collarbone was sacred that evening. i have often wondered how many women have found safety there, the way your flesh welcomes them to empty out their days on to your body. did they tell you secrets on that platform too? waiting for a tube/subway train to stop and carry them home, seeking refuge in you in the moments between everything that...
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blue valentine
i don’t even know what to say, i don’t have anymore words, not even a song that makes sense of how i feel. so i’ll you about the random thoughts/things that have sunk into my day and conversations i’ve had with myself:
hannah arendt and that dreary book makes your day more difficult, that cold library and you with all your layers hoping to not come undone on the wood of a...
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halftime
this week has been packed fulled to the brim of good and wonderful things, mostly out of the ordinary but there is nothing like each day having a clear and purposeful meaning. i woke this afternoon after a long slumber, my body aching to stretch into a sleep it hasn’t done for days. but yoga makes me dream deeper than i had in a while [i was always a vivid and often lucid dreamer] and...
January 2012
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aftermath
i didn’t know what secrets to keep so i let you have them all. there was no room inside me anymore, not even the smallest of spaces to keep you both so one by one i let go of them. i whispered them on some nights and spent others howling them into your flesh to find that when you give up all the things that you have harboured for so long, they take shape, they mould into the gutsiest parts...
“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It...”
– Rumi (via amantesuntamentes)
the promises we make ourselves
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something to hold on to
my first boyfriend still remembers my birthday even seven years later. i thought it would be one of those customary messages you get, a reminder that they still remember/know cling on to things even after the years stretch memories into more space than time, but he’s been texting me all evening. he tries to call but i don’t answer. i don’t have much to say, we were kids back then...
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Anonymous asked: What did you do for your bday??
shiftinginsoul asked: I want to wish you a very happy birthday. You are beautiful inside and out and I hope today is very good to you <3
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redefining the creative
people think that living a creative life is one of an artist, but the profound truth of it is it is one of love of the innermost innate beings in all of us. to be creative or to live a creative life is one that is led by a dedication to questioning, to living outside of the box, it is one centred on the notion that the work we do is a fundamental part of who we choose to be and yet what we do will...
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“How can any girl sustain the belief that she is loved, truly loved, when all...”
– - bell hooks, Communion: The Female Search for Love (via femmenoire)
this book was the beginning of much confessional, honesty, and a regime to heal based on self-care. we thank god that there are women brave enough to expose themselves so intimately and openly, that we too begin to join them in...
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a list about truth-telling
i want to say i believe you when you say you’ll come back for me, but i’m a girl who is like grit and not sand. what would you be coming back for?
my body can be an entire universe and yet a sticky disconnect of things that are fragile and fickle on the days that i cannot find my centre/the material of life overwhelms me. my neck turns into the solid of mahogany and my vision becomes...
“Everybody acts like I can’t see that they think I am strange and out of place...”
– bell hooks (via noldarling)
dear bell, there have many instances i have found myself (and the world) in your words. i wish you knew how you have managed to change the world over and over with your honest truth one soul at a time.
with love,
the girl who lives to fight white supremacist...
“I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.”
– Sylvia Plath (via nicollecamille)
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for keepsake
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of all the boys you have ever fallen in love with, you have only believed two.
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sometimes you stay up into the late of the night, when the moon rests emptily at the edge of your window, and figure out how two people so different could have brought you to your knees.
III.
sade - no ordinary love
IV.
you were maybe but five or six when you would listen to that song on repeat, how...
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black history versus black future
there are highs to my days you know, things like this internship and race equality justice, the director asks what i would do, what i think that matters and you don’t hear that often enough as a young, person of colour in this country, and this other campaign we are building in a room filled with beautiful, talented, shining folk because we want better, we want to do better, a teacher tells...
“Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m...”
– Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer (via undreamedshorelines)