A Healing Elixir: the Sound of You

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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

down inside of me that I’ve been wanting to show for so long, so
when I saw you, I knew exactly who you were

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 knew I would grow to be as strong as you, my light would shine as bright

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

Something started and something ended
It all happened so suddenly…
                                                                               …but gradually, yet fast enough and slow enough for me to be at peace with it, to enjoy it…

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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,

while watching it grow, while nurturing it.
This is what friendship is,
a remembering of who I was in another life.
That’s you.

Come home.

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. 

8/13/20 7:59 pm Franklin Park
poetry by Shila Iris

KWANZAA AFTER DARK: DAY 4

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Reflecting on the days of Kwanzaa…

Kwanzaa After Dark is about reflection.  After you’ve spent the day doing the Afrikan rituals within your community, go home and think about how you, as an individual can change.

We all come from the cradle of civilization.  We all can support Kwanzaa.  Why don’t we?  Think about that.

Thank you for visiting.

Shila Iris,

KWANZAA AFTER DARK: DAY 3

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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

*Note:  If the images above appear blurry, please visit my previous post for a clearer view.

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?

Healing Flow

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Could she be speaking of someone she loves or is she speaking to herself?  You decide.

Remember, you can only experience the healing flow when you truly desire to tell the truth about yourself.  Who are you?  Focus on the reflection you see when you look into the mirror.  Your eyes tell everything.  Breathe. Set yourself free.

Peace and blessings manifest with every lesson learned,

Shila Iris ♥

chasing gOd

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I climb the hills in his shoulder blades
swim across the tide in his neckline…

chasing God, remembering… remembering…remembering…

When I touch his skin
it feels like I’m journeying back a thousand years
Like I’m traveling through time
discovering ancient identities
and exploring tantric wisdom

When my lips touch his portal of life
it feels like I’m giving birth
Like I’m giving in to his highs and lows
taking the pain with the pleasure,
embracing his duality

When I’m in his aura field
it feels like I’m breathing in pure air,
unconditioned,
I give I give I give, I receive everything,
unlimited

He is my reflection,
yes, I stand in protection of a bond between two souls, untethered
fear shattered,
We jump brooms and dance in a trance,
this is a high-end romance, a spirit-filled experience

I tap into his mood
His eye contact is demanding
of me to grant him the position,
caretaker of my heart
He’s reading my energy
I nurture him and feed him life

We move towards the sky
on a never-ending high

I’m looking into his eyes,
Grateful for clairvoyance
Grateful for balance
Grateful for peace

we co-mingle, co-create, co-operate
Nature blesses us with fruit

reci-proci-ty

What’s in his skin is what’s in his spirit

who are you?

I am Shila Iris

 

Love of My Life (An Ode to Hip Hop)

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I met him when I was a,
a little girl, he gave me
He gave me poetry
He was my first
But in my heart, I knew I
wasn’t the only one
cause when the tables turned
He had to break up

Do you have a relationship with hip hop?
I do ya’ll and it’s so beautiful.

Let’s go waaaayyyy back.

Learn from the past, always.

Thank you for visiting,

Shila Iris

P.S. Go outside, in the rain.

Word is Bond [7]

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Love for self.  When you love yourself, everything changes.

Modern day proverbs and thoughts by Shila Iris

Thank you for visiting.