Namaste' !!!

Eye'm so Grateful for all Who have taken Your time to share You, Your spiritual strengths, seekings, & connections with me. Eye have implanted Myself... on my all too-long awaited endeavor, to follow My passions of growth & upRising of mySelf. .....My Art, Poetic Expressions, & Spirit.... they express All things from withIn..... (As eye began to allow MySelf to see again through "Spirit"- Eye've awakened & been freed, again!!!) Connected to One Creator, Creatress, Lover & Guidess off All & All Necessary..... of All=Being......Of All Created & suppressed. Eye pray that as eye grow, you will also, & that You may gain consciousness, Insight, love, peace, growth & light, in Our space... Here at Urth & Earth & In Your lives.....
Peace, Light, Love & Wisdom

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Love Games

  Love Games

You said, “Wait and see what happens”
I’ve been here heart completely- from the 1st Chapter
Through your games
Through your changes
I stood

Loved Me like the Queen I am….you “did”
Gentle touches,
Butterfly kisses, and
Firefly glowing eyes;
My helium heart did float- in the 1st Chapter
….as the pages begin to turn,
so did your games

What I thought was true love,
I, now, know was just the 1st inning, for you….
What you didn’t know was…..
“With My heart, you get no strikes”
You surely did hit a homerun, though, hunny….
when you struck Me with that fake bunt,
……Just to reel Me in
Your fish I “was”, but, I didn’t bite your hook for long.

I realized, quickly, that I was dealing with artificial artifacts.
….and I spew you out like a pregnant Mama in Her 1st trimester,
as you had begun to sicken My soul….My being…
before we even began Chapter 2, I slammed that book shut!
Discarded it!

I was beginning to breathe easily,
when you tried again,
tried to use your old key;
the one I knew, no longer fit into my life,
thinking that the locks remained unchanged

a foul, bitter taste of bile came northward my throat…
touching my taste buds, ever so slightly.
just the thought that you would approach me once more with your game,
only this time My heart is harder…stronger…
I am wiser.
even now, you come half-steppin’ with your broken bat,
and same ol’ plays.
I swallow My spittle and smile….
Knowing that I’m not playing or buying your tickets this time ‘round.
I refuse to allow you to play My heart like a softball…
Play with My life….My children.

I’ve grown….your actions show that you still haven’t.
I “see” that you’re still blinded,
holdin’ on continuously to your “friends” and youth vs teaching them.
The refusal to gain wisdom…to increase internally in life…

Saddened by you….I can still smile,
thinkin' of what My heart would have given,
what My soul would have shared and wrapped into you….into us
Yeah….saddened, but Free
Free….I am to know that we deserve more
Exhilarated, because of the lessons I have learned…
The strength I have gained, giving me to power to say,
Hell No.
The End.

© ~Urth Eagle Tisha 1/10/12

Urth to Andre

Urth to You

....dedicated to Brother Andre Cameron

let your emotions guide you to your divine being ...
because your worth is more than you're seeing
let go of the ghost....set the shackles free....
rise up and shine like the king you were born to be....
i c u....and i hear the man within risin' up just keep your focus grounded and let go of the hurt......
wisdom comes from all all forms and faces....
take to the good and leave the bad.....
you know where you've been know what you had.....
use it as a step to climb up on your throne....
you on your way my brotha! you on your that ancient home....
the home within ya.....keep seekin' the true you ...
your true visibility and desires are clear....
i hear u and i c u.....your power and elevation are HERE!!!! 
Ase’....Much Love and Peace....Keep it Up Brotha Andre!!!
~Urth to You

Monday, January 2, 2012

Is Transitioning to Natural or BC Considered a Trend or you? My Musings today.....

Trend.....The popular taste at a given time; Turn sharply; change direction abruptly

Change.....Make different; cause a transformation; Remove or replace the coverings of; An event that occurs when something passes from one state or phase to another

Now I've always considered a trend like changing styles of clothing, vehicles, shoes, etc....but on the other hand to make a change, in my opinion, is to move a way from a particular thing, scene, way, etc into another direction or way.

So, in saying this, personally to say that a person's choice to go to their own "natural state of hair" would have to be a change not a trend.  Even it one tranverted back to a relaxed stated, it is still a change, based on choice or opinion. Maybe there are some people who say....Oh I like the way natural looks...I want to do that or try it, not knowing each individuals purpose or reason for this transformation or change, so maybe I'm only thinking personally here.

To me the "change" to My God given natural state, was because if I'm gonna go an purchase kinky, natural looking, African looking hair, to cover a relaxed hair.....kinda dawned on me as ridiculous, when I was born with what I considered beautiful......wear my own. So, when I want to do something....i have my mind made up...i intend to do it.  

I did not want to wait on two differnt textures of hair to grow out....I wanted to embrace what I was born with.......BC (Big Chop) it is.......Ofcourse, my husband still had the mental state that straight, long hair is beautiful and was impressed by the decision, but respected my decision.....and so here I am two years later natural and loving it.....I have not intention of  ever going back to a relaxed state...this is my personal choice....."change"...not a trend, because my choice when deeper than seeing, liking and changing a don't chop off your hair for a trend......It was a deep, heart-felt decision,, in which I have not regrets.....I feel My Creator made us all in various likes and ways and Afrikans/Blacks were made in the beauty that was intended.....we were just brain-washed that our hair is nappy.....unacceptable in society....etc.....How in the world do you brain-wash an entire race that what they were born with is "unacceptable".......How? that what grows from the roots of your head from birth, is unacceptable and not good enough.....and it has been eaten like ripe fruit and digested for centuries.......Unbelievable right? So digested that it has become and unconscious though....."normal" to relax your hair and children, before they even know what it is.....It's ok.....I'm not judging....I did it's what I was burn the crap out of my daughters head, to straighten her kinks......hmmmmm.......

When I chopped my hair daughter said "Why do I have to have that stuff in my head to burn my head and you don't"......I looked at her and I don't......I explained all of the above and she has been natural for 2 years and she will tell anyone the same things that I have stated with confidence.....Thank God/dess I never put my baby girl through it!!

I felt I should be able to wake up comb/style my hair just as I was born with it, like any other race, without feeling the need to look like them.  I love me just the way God made me.  Some of us were not even given the choice to relax, it was made for us, by our parents, because of a mental slavery.....To them straight, relaxed hair was seen as beautiful....sure it is...if thats what God gave you, but I don't feel the need to look like someone else to see the beauty in only regret is that I hid the true me inside for so long, that I robbed myself this taste of joy and freedom for to long......I am grateful for the knowledge before I allowed my girls to go through the same experiences of damage, breakage, cutting, relaxing and the cycle through life over and over of self- abuse and self-hatred.......

I can't say that they won't decide to make changes when the become adults, but I can know that I have instilled self love in them and that they will know that they are Beautifully Created, just the way they are........No Trends....Just Changes for the Best....Conscious Knowledge of Self......  : ) 

And they will know that if any man they meet wants long, straight hair and tries to convince them they are any less beautiful than they were created..... they better go buy it and wear it their damn

Because We Were Crowned By Birth!!!!!!

Guide to my destination,
Leading Mighty Whirlwind,
Spirals of Spiritual Wisdom present a tornado,
Ready to take on all!
Full of strength and force!
My frizzy,
My curly bunch of tightness
Like mini twisters,
going left,
going right,
Complex and swift led
…..and underneath- wavy funnels of black frizzies,
The drive of My Sistahncestors
It is the steering wheel’s control of My future,
A flashlight that guides the Earth’s magnificence,
Transmitted on from ancient memories,
A mass of inherited twisted knowledge,
Yet Spiritual channeled to be known.
Separating into tiny, spring-like, corkscrew shaped,
Wooly mass, carried from antediluvian Goddess,
Perfectly, Master-made brown and black beauts.
My crown
The rise of My Fullness,
A continuously expanding growth…..
Because, it guards My Goddess
My Crown
….crowns a Mighty Feminine Cocoa Queen…..
Confusion to the enemies,
Connection to My Sistah Goddess……protected
Crowned by Birth!

© LeTisha.Bowie 9/11/10 “Urth Eagle"