Ascending

sifting the crisp pages of my soul,

I found pages of newness, pages of hope, & pages of visions…

among them…

Again.

…on recycled paper,

I continue on……

reminiscing of sleeping dreams,

that were never awakened

….visualizing the specks of the past, upon the sheets

never to be erase, but put into motion…

remaining traces……a reminders

of what has made me the Wombman Eye am,

an underlying determination….never lost…

teaching me forever…. continue to Love….

Love Me.

Love Life.

Love My People.

to Love Love.

speaking……

“Some may clinch to devotedness of One so strong,

It’s never been for you to worry,

It is an individual choice….

made to review, digest or embrace…

Your being….

Once that time is gone…..”

Long gone…..a smile upon my face….

Once more and forever….

My Soul holds and takes My utopia,

My Land of Milk & Honey,

Placed withIn Me…..before Me….

Me….No longer to be hindered,

by inconsideration of others,

the matters of players mate’s hearts or

those unable to conceive…

what comes from the deepness of Me….

an ancient Soul, I happen to be,

created as such, I encompass Me,

I am that Eye Am…..

Ever Mov-ing,

Ris-ing to better Me,

Reach-ing,                                                                     

I wing…..Seek-ing,

& Here….

I soar,

Ascend-ing to utilize My timeless-Ness,

the Power & Love in My Venter…

float-ing up & out!

like the beaut of fluttering butterflies for All…

I Lovvveee

© LeTisha.Woods 11/17/12

Beneath the Keloids

Beneath the Keloids

The artistic eyes see within….

“Thick brown beautiful thang,”

into thickness created around a heart of oak,

into a soul of keloids;

Touching one….

Carrying the pain of its

“Could haves, would haves, should haves,”

… Listening to Her…

Sing the same melodies of Her grandmother…

and embracing another keloid beneath,

Underneath it lays the pain of touches,

which should have never been-

from an uncle, who should have been, a model of men in Her life;

this scar… one overlapping itself, holds much.

and seeing more scars, beneath those keloids…

of touches and demands,

from a cousin, who should have been a playmate, cousin, a friend, but

Who were his models?

and scars….scars within….of…

boyfriends of Her Mama….bastard men, who should have known better,

And, yet, had no fathers to teach them!!

The thickness that’s beyond the skin’s visual resonates,

in eyes as such,

from within the scars built up,

like blocks, only never knocked down- still standing,

as a wars defense mechanisms, against the enemies to come.

…She sees, as the line of men to come….

…no man, with better intentions, than the one prior.

So She’s still standing,

with much,

with them.

They having no stronger mentality, than the men that surpassed the others in Her life.

Trying to break Her Spirit, yet somehow,

She still Stands.

“Thicker, brown, beautiful…

Still….

She Stands.

One Day by One Day.

With Heart, intact,

Loves, Desires, Hopes, Words within….Infinite…

because, She knows the Humanity, Power, Livelihood, Hope and All

that, She holds dear, was also taken years ago, from Our Men.

Then,

instead of ReBuilding…They were freed, into mental slavery, like mad, wild-

tearing down and they held on to what was close- Their “own”,

But, we weren’t to own-

But to share, join, love with, build with You…. Wo”men”-

Forgetting without “Womb”man- they would not exist.

Having lost and forgotten all love and honor for Her…

Seeing when looking into His eyes, My Brother

When looking into Her eyes, My Sister

I see in my dreams that are Ours

It is not always me there…..

“I know that our “Could’ve, Would’ve, Should’ves,”

are intertwined with the desires of structured family …stability, 

It is for these loves… the cost is many lost dreams, which can be reality.

…that I stand

…. that I write what I see

….what my spirit speaks

from within…..”

….Both have come from me,

Wo“Man”…. Wo “Men”

I stand.

Knowing the healing beneath all of Our scars….

all of the keloids that will ever exist…..

I dream and have visions of

© Copyright LeTisha.Bowie 4/29/12

Our Shades of Black

Our Many Shades of Black" Lessons learned.... Dedicated to my Twin Sisters, & all of My Brothers & Sisters Granny 'Nora had a subliminal hatred for shades- she had a set of black grands' & a set of whites, which were the lighter shades, she raved; Grandma Clara's hatred for shades was so strong- she wished they were invisible..... emotions so durable, they caused divisions made, …between, her and the "Joy", of a grand-daughter's love, she so desperately craved; ….the birthing’s & deliverances of self-hatred & confusion, ingested by our babes, who ate of knowledge, before knowing they'd been fed, ...devouring words & worlds of Our Precious Elders, like fresh ripe plum, from "Big Mama's" plum tree… anticipating the ripening…. ....& breaking the flesh of the fruit of their wisdom; Their innermost knowing… that: Black we are- "All" ....and in "All" of Our families, we are: Light-skinned, yellow- bones, Red-bones, black, blue-black, Jet-black, dirty- red & copper-toned.... Cocoas & browns & almost whites.... .....name callings of many, and many by Our very own..... ....the pain, of the souls, of the left behind, …of the chosen, has & is obvious & obviously carried for lifetimes; ……in the shades of the songs, of Black Spirits…. Yet We are “One.” My mind recalls: An innocent child spoke, “I’m the light one, you’re the dark one,” and How could she have known? for she had been fed from supposedly wise ones…. …..the ones who chose the lighter shades, over the darker, yet, we are all black….we are all “one” Recalling Her sibling: An also, innocent child, who was the dark scorned, as she cradles that day, like it was her limb birthed….. …..& Grandma, who wished color, was non-existent…..One who preached, “You’re no better than your next brother or sister!” “Who do you think you are?” …..& Granny, who wrote letters, questioning the darkness of the color, of one’s own grand-child’s child… Scalding hot!!!…showers of confusion…. & mental slavery begins… in the minds of our children, who soon realize, they live(d) in a time, when…. you are better, the lighter you are…. the better you will be treat-ed, the brighter your skin…..the more quality you are of a being….. Children wishing for light-skinned babies, before they know the locus of their own beings!!! And so the downfall of our heritage goes! For the fear!! Of judgment! & the same pain of our ancestors! Fear of enduring & sharing their unshed tears, our babies hold fast, to what seems like the truth of endurance- And so ….the patterns of subconscious, negative, spiraling downward, into pits of depression goes on….. The brainwashing began, before we knew what it was…. birthed into young spirits, with the contractions of our Elders own sufferings, as subconscious mental protections….. …..they thought,….. As a means, to blend, with whom they thought were the “civilized ones” “Good-haired” “To birth lighter-skinned babies,” Maybe they wouldn’t suffer so much hatred. ….thinking back & remembering of those days & I know that I’m not alone…. ….my heart feels the division, caused among our bloodline, for causes that aren’t even our own….. I believe “They All” and “They Both,” wanted to protect us, but it was in ways of their very own; ….the ways they’d also been taught…….My Grandparents……Our Grandparents… It’s the venom of “our” own pain, fear, experiences & racism….. …with it came loss & still comes with loss ….that we adapt, fit in, and deal with it, no matter what the cost is … …losing the love of those that should be closest, at the start of a child’s lesson, that should never have been taught……. ….the expense has been & still is: “Our” Spirits, “Our” Smiles, “Our” Songs, and most of all “Our Love of Self!!” …..the cost is more expensive than any purchase…. Because venom is deadly!!! And for the most….. we vaccinate with “acceptance” (of what shouldn’t be accepted!!) It’s like treating a migraine, with a pneumonia medication- It doesn’t work!!! It’s like taking a placebo, to treat diabetes, and expecting your sugar to be regulated!!! You are pacified, not filled or cured and slowly die inside!!! We vaccinate, with accommodation, and “blending in” vs “standing in” …lovin’ Self in “Your Own Skin” & standing!!!- Just you!!!! Blending in….with the “Fly” external presentation….appearing so wonderful… “Blending” …carcass…. Dying within from the pain of the desire for freedom….the desire to just be ….wondering of the “Joy” to free yourself, of the internal bondage of Self- hatred!! ….freedom from the bondage of low self-esteem, which “we,” so many, still refuse to claim!!!! It is!!! When you believe changing who you are, to be pleas…ing…. ….for someone who could give a damn about your heart- About Your Soul…. About “You”!!!! And Internally, your dying daily… How would they know? Do you love yourself enough to search within You? To find the things that make You do what You do? I’d been told by my Grandma to, “Leave the past, in the past!!!!” But!! I’d have never known why she shed those tears at night…. if I would have just accepted it!!! and leave it!!!.....leave my people starving for themselves!!!!, ….Without a clue how to truly love Self!!! If I had just left it!!!! I never would have known why my mama cried at night, and why sometimes she still does!!!! If….If I would have left it…Just left the past in the past!!!!! If…I would have just left things alone….left them the way they were…the way they are….!!!! I never would have known why my daddy cried & drank himself sick, almost every day of his living life!!!! …………….If I had just left it!! I can’t!! My heart won’t let me, if I try!!! I am a seeker!!! A seeker of truth!!! It’s because, I love me, and It is because I love you!!! …that I can never just accept what I’ve lived through!!..... …which is nothing!! Compared to what Our Elders survived and died for!!! It’s because My Soul won’t lie still and digest, that accepting!!!, that the shades of our colors!!!... ….that the many shades that lie within Our Blackness, are divisions!!! I regurgitate the notion!!! ….that these forced wedges within & throughout us…that it is Our only way! It is not!!! It is not!!! And I refuse to accept the suggestions that “It’s just the way it is.” Well the way it is, don’t fly well in my wind!!! I’m here My Loves, to send you a message: ….that we are shades of many, hair textures of plenty and the diversity within our blackness, is what makes us unique, a one-of-a-kind, and Blessed people. There is no need to change for the likes of any others- Change for the love of You!!! Know Your history, so that You will know, that there’s more than enough reason to Love You!!! You & Me- We were created in the Glory of the Eyes of a Creator/tress, who makes no error….creating uniqueness in every single detail & shade, with pleasure!!!! I love Our Many Shades of Black, and without them, what color would the world be? Colorless. I said, without Our Many Shades, what color would the world be My Twin Sisters, My Brothers & Sisters!!? Without Natural, without kinky……there would be no curly…..there would be no wavy No. Without “You as created”…..What would this world be? It takes us all, to make this grand variety!! Straight. Colorless. You better look inside, ….let’s teach Our Children there’s nothing to hide!! There’s no reason, not to know where it all began, … otherwise, How can you heal & mend Your broken hearts? How can you teach, if you haven’t been taught? Love Yourself!!! Know Yourself!! Our Many Shades of Black are Beautiful!!!!! © LeTisha.Bowie 4/15/2012

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 places.....in all forms and faces....
take to the good and leave the bad.....
you know where you've been ....you know what you had.....
use it as a step to climb up on your throne....
you on your way my brotha! you on your way.....to 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

Is Transitioning to Natural or BC Considered a Trend or Change...to 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 style.....you 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 too....it's what I was taught....to burn the crap out of my daughters head, to straighten her kinks......hmmmmm.......

When I chopped my hair off....my 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 said.....you 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 myself....my 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 selves.....lol

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!

Kinky,

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,

Thick,

Bushy,

Wooly mass, carried from antediluvian Goddess,

Perfectly, Master-made brown and black beauts.

My crown

The rise of My Fullness,

A continuously expanding growth…..

Outward-

Upwards-

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"

“Lovetransformstipulations”

Lovetransformstipulations by Urth Eagle

Take a Yo' Hell an' Yo' Wheels

Take A Yo' Hell An' Yo' Wheels by Urth Eagle

“LoveTransformstipulations”

bald.

nappy.

bushy.

curls-tight.

It is who I am. It is my birthright!

head,

thighs,

arms,

butt’s all getting’ bigger;

Ignored the lives carried, throughout My life;

Body transformations you see?

Yes.  The obvious, it is that you observe.

Absorb.

My Soul's Love’s reflections, you’ve neglected;

-I’m determined to focus on elevating My Mind’s Intellect.

Education.

Spiritual levitation.

Penetrating the always transforming, exterior visuals you depreciate;

pushing….advancing…enduring in life……I stand. 

spine of alloy……I stand.

consistent with My conviction to learn more of Me! I stand!

eliminating callowness that surrounds me;

trimming physical and mental weight simultaneously,

Knowing your thoughts are simple,

Yet if allowed, your words severe……

Thing Is~

As you’re viewing my exterior transformations, intellectually at halt

My mental revelations ….my emergence will have surpassed you

 All along, as Life sets Her Mastery Scene

My soul….My heart…. It had incessantly remained

Ever-growing, but always reserving Her same love;

With all you perceived with your eyes,

Deep within My Heart’s Soul, my loe, still rested

Eye Content as Am….happily black, bushy, & thick;

I am, as well, renewed and lighter in all ways

How?

How? Now, do you ask me to accept your stipulated love?

There are no stipulations in love

Love gives, unconditionally

Love pours, like an overflowing tub of warm peppermint bath

Love feels, like warm coconut milk overflowing beautiful, brown smoothness

Love’s touch is your flesh….my flesh…..which, is no longer he and she, but we

Love is not 2 but, the connection of Souls, who have become “One”

Love is the part of Souls that is The Over-comer of the hell that life presents,

Giving Lovers the strength to carry on….!!

Love Just Is!!

True love “cannot” transform to stipulations.

True Love can not only transform stipulations,

She makes them non-existent.

© LeTisha.Bowie “Urth Eagle” 12/2011

No Barriers Block My Progression

No More Barriers 2 My Progression by Urth Eagle No Barriers to My Progression No more changes 2 please the likes of U Lovin’ U was da easy part, but of Your expectations- I’ve only met few Livin’ life, being da best of who Eye am; just ain’t enuf; Ya see…..I haven’t given up my Eyedentity, No, not enuf 4 U, but too much 4 me! U longer desire me, but 4 me 2 b u, Or who “U” think I should b, yet “I’ll no longer b, Who it is that “Eye” see” Didn’t realize I needed a degree, when I signed on da line, Didn’t realize it took a Master’s 2 help uplift fellow mankind, Oh, but what U’ve failed 2 comprehend: My possessions can’t b gained in college single-han……ded! Nor, thru the tunnel vision of a suppressed deaf tone! Inherited! The thriving 4 knowledge….. The instinct desire 2 love…… The natural motivation 2 feed……. The internal Spirit 2 move, when My child’s in need My soul 2 sing, cry, shout, love Da consciousness 2 realize all of the above Whatever is necessary 2 make life livable Whatever is necessary 2 bcome unforgettable 2 leave a perceived pathway of da unteachable things…. Those that can’t b taught by da highest professor- nor deans…. Da deep rooted & buried truths, loves, da knowledge’s of all-ways. Of ever. Of Ancient. Of All tunnels & All bays…. If being me ain’t good enuf 4 U, Or U, or U 4 that matter Eye know Eye’m good enuf 4 me! Step! It’s time u go U blockin’ my progression Got kids 2 raise, life 2 live & life 2 leave U grown-should already b raised That’s 4 da kids Education should rim-fill ur dayz Da changes I make, r 4 an uprising Walk forward, Walk upward or walk on! But, Don’t block My Progression!! © LeTisha.Bowie 11/2011

D.E.T.E.R.M.I.N.A.T.I.O.N.

D.E.T.E.R.M.I.N.A.T.I.O.N. by Urth Eagle D.E.T.E.R.M.I.N.A.T.I.O.N. D……estined to achieve-bred powerfully confident- I will fight! E…..ven when the odds are against me, will not fall and stay down T….oo beneficial to just remain idle and allow advantages to pass E….ach and every opportunity – I want to take and educate myself at mass R….ising above the average standards by all means accessible M….esmerized by life’s ill conditions, I want elevation at new levels I….ncreasing knowledge, love and dignity in human existence N…ever having the audacity to settle for today’s circumstances A…..always remembering the lessons of my grand-ma T…eaching me to “Stand tall! be wise!” and repeatedly saying, “Be I…ntelligent!” – This message she left for us all O…n this journey I have decided to stand for what I believe N….ever give up and live each day to the fullest to “my” potential….. To set an example for my royal offspring… “You can be and do your every desire, just give all of your determination with that God-give fire!” © LeTisha.Bowie 2011