I’m becoming more aware of home.
Transmigrate,
from the physicaL to the astraL.
-shiLa iris
p.s. “Don’t be so morbid.”
“No, I’m very much aLive.”
Don’t jump to concLusions.
I’m onLy just beginning
to say bye.
I remember why.
This is aLL spoken in the softest, most suLtry voice you can imagine.
There is nothing tough about it.
You’re not aLone. Are you tough enough for Love?
It was aLways you and me. I aLways needed a tougher Love.
I cuLtivate it. With every part of my being.
It’s a new day and I know you’re trying.
You’re not there if I have to wait.
-shiLa iris
(and, I’m a musician, so, there’s aLways a beat to my words. imagine if you could hear it)!!!
i’LL deLiver, give me a chance.
i’m in the wiLderness.
Do you know what it takes to grow a Christmas Tree?
Refresh your screen.
offer me heLp
or move aside so I can receive it.
he is aLways wiLLing…
… for me
[insert God, insert friend, insert Lover, insert Father, insert husband, insert brother]
[insert you] [insert the Source of Life] [insert what is cLosest to your heart] [insert the Holy Ghost] [insert femaLe] [insert Buddha] [insert Krsna] [insert Vishnu] [insert Jesus] [insert Jah] [insert ALLah] [insert whatever is moving you] [cuz you came from the same pLace I came from] [we are One]
CLear the way.
You wiLL know better, after.
shiLa iris
P.S. Spectator or pLayer.
Make a move, cuz, I know where I Been,
I been with you, You. Better after?
everything I write, don’t read it fast,
read it sLow. I can teLL when you have.
#withoutsayingtoomuch #allforyou
I speak when spoken to.
I’m Listening.
shiLa iris
I received a Letter from Him,
in His own handwriting.
Somehow, he is so deserving of my Love?
Hmmmmm. Mmmmmm.
Let me think about that.
4:44, Less than 90 Degrees
ShiLa Iris
P.S. My present temper…
this is not just a faLse pretense.
There is so much more to this story.
Years of respect and patience surface.
He asks questions that matter.
Even those that don’t.
I excavate, I dig.
I’m Listening. Becuz such simpLe things Leave imprints.
He is the most gaLLant Man I know. With the most integrity.
He has moraLs and exercises his wiLL with exceLLent discrimination.
As I change, as I fLow.
I am teLLing you how to save her.
How to save YOU.
PLease do.
There are some women that love to see me coming,
there are some that don’t.
Wherever you fall between these extremes,
I can see you, and I feel you.
No hard feelings, at all.
Light and Lovely,
as the seed from which I came,
… the roots that burrow deep towards the center of the Earth,
the water that falls, telling the stories of my creation,
nourishing, the roses that bloom…
“They climb stairwells and ladders
to explore the depths of her mind.
They feed from her being on the bottom
only to realize that they exalt her,
to the most high.”
Shila Iris
Happy Birthday, Mother Rose.
… and Brandi G.
41023
P.S. Answer the spiritual call.
The seduction imposed on us by vibrant reminiscence
can drag us into the despair of continuous repetition of sad memories,
just as easily as it can lead us…
into the highest triumph of freely creating a new counter-gesture: the dance.
From then on, our movements become lighter than air,
ethereal gestures into space, away from all heaviness.
Rhythm, cadence, syncopation reach ear and eye,
and man is unobtrusively dragged back into the very beginning of his existence,
together with others he undergoes a common regression.
Close your eyes and see.
I’m dancing, dance with me. Dance with my children.
we know the truth,
Don’t you
ever die.
Transform.
Untie the knots
change color, change form.
it’s a thing, I do.
Writing.
Blacker than night,
by Shila Iris
Falling into the burning radiations of the Sun
I rejoice in a re-beginning
My ancestors bequeath me the gift of remembering … hear me …
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My desire to change is the purifying power that led you into my arms
Let my simple words, my touch, my smile
cure you
Embrace the electromagnetic currents
that come from the tips of my fingers
and from every orifice
that has been cleansed and charged by the oils in the water in which I bathe
Drown yourself in this water
Die so that you can live
Let go so that you can hear me speak
It is you, who said that you will not survive without me,
so allow me to be the charge that ignites you
Allow me to be the darkness from which you emerge
I am in the water,
at the very bottom of the blue abyss
and if only you’d look into this mirror,
and release the misperceptions of your miseducation,
you’d feel me
I am a healer, mother
a Creator
from the same Source
as You
When your eyes met mine, that first time,
you remembered me
You knew who I was from another life
and in denying me, you deny yourself
I will always be in the tunnels of your mind
a bothersome thought,
an intuitive feeling in the pit of your stomach…
until you say the truth, live it
become it
Your inner voice has already spoken
Your inner eye has already seen
Give birth to me
Peace ♥ Luv
Shila Iris
Walk towards the Dark and into the Light.
Liquid love energy flowing like a run-on sentence, an infinite sentence, words that never stop, but sound so sweet … keep going …
… the sound of you flowing through me ...
You feel like something that has been buried deep
I had dreamt about you many many times before, felt you in my core
When I laid across your solar plexus,
felt the pulse in your Kemetic Black skin
When I saw you up against the Sun, I remembered
I only just had to wake up and embrace the strength, the power
When I heard your voice,
water ran down my legs like I was giving birth
I was born in this water
When you touched me,
I was burned with the lava of your movement, tattooed
your energy fused with mine to form the nectar of the divine,
you made my pituitary gland itch,
my seventh cervical vertebrae derailed
an osmosis of a matrix, I developed a twitch
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This is what it felt like when I remembered a part of myself that was lost.
I wanted to grasp it, while letting it be free,
For all the black, brown, yellow, and red people around the world.
This is where you come from. Wake up.
Walk into Oneness.
Walk towards the Dark and into the Light.
The answers are inside of you. Are you ready for the truth?
Modern-day thoughts and proverbs by Shila Iris … and a few others ♥♥♥
Thank you for visiting.
Shila Iris
Habari gani? This is the question you ask your family, friends, and community at the beginning of each day of Kwanzaa. In the language kiswahili, it translates to “What’s the news?”
Your response is simply whatever day of Kwanzaa it is. So this morning, you responded: “Ujima!” Tomorrow you respond “Ujamaa!”
DAY 3 – UJIMA: COLLECTIVE WORK AND RESPONSIBILITY
Peace and blessings manifest with every lesson learned,
Shila Iris ♥
P.S. Divide and conquer has been a very useful tactic in taking from people of Afrikan descent. We can fight this! Let the circle be unbroken. Fix yourself, so that we can all be together. I’m in my healing flow, you know?
I love to say kujichagulia (koo-jee-chah-goo-lee-yuh). ♥ ♥ It rolls off my tongue very nicely. So, here I am, Shila Iris, hey ya’ll!!!! You know I rocks with Kwanzaa on this blog. Check it out.
DAY 1 – UMOJA: UNITY
DAY 2 – KUJICHAGULIA: SELF-DETERMINATION
I am Shila Iris. I should name myself! 🙂
Grace-full💜🌙
seeking solace in the horizon of life and beyond
When is Kwanzaa and my daily Kwanzaa practice
"Enlightening Through Words Of Wisdom"
"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"
BY GRACE THROUGH FAITH
Prime my subconscious, one hint at a time
WE CREATE YOUR FAIRY EVENTS
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