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

Showing posts with label self love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self love. Show all posts

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Soul (Sole) Journey

Soul (Sole) Journey ~Interim~ “Then” “When” She meditates…. You see the physical being….existing Going about mechanical motions of life She knows the expected….the predicted, reoccurring shuffles of ever day…. and moves rotating in the Woman’s stereotypical life; the tendencies of quick, habitual, repetitious movements…..rotations, over and over, mundanity, insanity; tick tocks if Her inner-clock, Self-set automatic alarms, that have taken place of life’s spontaneity; repetitiously …tick. tock. day in. day out. year after year – ~“Now”~ she thinks of an ol’ dishrag, who has lost its color and flair, who’s daily performances, of the same… ol’ rag…worn, even so….performs its duties tick. tock. like Her…like a Woman ‘pose to “He thinks I’m a machine”……and thinking……. ~“Then, when 2 became 1”~ actually held possibilities of ~“When”~ “When” hope compelled him, and dreams inspired Her”….and “When” we had destinations to clench…. ~“Then”~ ……..we did….~Then~..…. together we “knew” the magical nexus that could be cultivated… ~“Then”~ ………..”Then” time paid Her debt…. ~“Now”~ in……. ~Interim~ She sits wondering ~“When”~ ~“When?”~ Where? went When? “ To be? “ Us? “Can the damaged, idle machine that –you- see….tick. tock. TICK. TOCK. Can you activate it?” “Can the damage, within Her, be repaired?…… …..forcing dreams, hopes, and lovin’, to work Her voodoo again?” ……“Once” there were no mechanical mechanisms running our lives”…. ~“Then”~…. And “Now” ~Interim~ in Her mechanical shuffles and robotic efforts… My inner sparkle is a lit fire, singing flaming-tones of redemption, …..burning through this temporary carcass Reclamation! Realizing that My dreams, desires, My being are within a contraption of the man-made, physical conceptions, of who I should be You see…..These ill-fitting mechanisms, fit the average, but they don’t fit Me “His feelings are his own” “Theirs belong to them” “Mine are in here”….The Eye that Am- “He doesn’t see, and never understood- I see, “Now” It’s the pigeonhole “all” are accustomed to….The “all” that has most mentally ensnared….The “all’s” puzzle that I have “never” been a piece of…that I will never complete….because I Am Me. ~“Now”~ Standing Still- Knowing that Eye’m One of My Own Kind- Accept Me Or Not We are Standing Still- Strangers and Strangely Friends, Lovers Even? “I wonder? ~”When”~ “When did this all take place?” “When will promise & vows fill interim’s position?” ….when all along my words have been mere knowing refusal has taken a strong formation to waste wasted time wasted life wasted effort….energies refusal of anymore waste of Self unrecognized preciousness……Individuality of Being “I refuse….I refuse to relinquish Who Eye Am” To be “Me” ~& Interim~ “I will no longer remain……living, awaiting death” “She needed him to hear” He listened, but didn’t comprehend: Her Soul’s sharing, Her Soul’s love Her Soul’s searching My Soul’s Heart’s breaking, for non-kept commitments, ones….meant forever to be pleasured and treasured…. Only seeing Me as an apparatus, that makes live livable & functional- “He’s missing the best of Who She is” ……in his contentment with the man-made, physical conceptions of what life should be….. “Within! My Free-Spirit runs wild, like an untamed buck, painting abstract canvases, only conscious-minds comprehend!!, creating songs from my soul, that have never been told!!, writing what starts as short stanzas, and up here ► emotions later…thoughts later…...pages la…..ter” “I am the lover of land, of flowers, of earth, of life and of the bearth of it!, in all of its beauties and all of its miraculous forms; I am the lover of everything that life’s worth, and of You.” …..sitting no longer, and ended meditation……….. “TODAY”…… I am a soaring eagle…….flying solo….. For my wings have grown tired, as I look over to see that you’re no longer flying in My wind, helpin’ to balancing the weight- helping to make this flight- ….it is, because you think that your thoughts are the only correct ones, that my wings have begun to squeak- I looked left and realized that my wings have taken metallicity….. I looked right and I see tarnish, but I know the shine that dwells beneath… I’m at dock “now” ….no longer flying, because the weight is too heavy ~& Interim Now…Today~ My bloom is at halt, having thought…. we were blooming together- planting a field of life-seeds, womb-spring, and moon-love…… Cultivating newness in all forms…… -I am a lone lotus A sole survivor My strength is magniloquence. Enough. Standing. “I remain- Me….in Life’s Flight In Life’s Fight” “I can’t thrive with you, if your growth is stunted, and we can’t win together, if we are mentally asunder.” “I’m reinforced for a Sole Journey to Soul Freedom ~When 2 becomes 1…….. -Urth Eagle Tisha © 2/29/2012 © copyright 2012-03-08 20:31:36 UTC - All Rights Reserved

Tuesday, January 10, 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

Saturday, December 3, 2011


“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





Sunday, November 13, 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

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Audio of Story Then, Now, Today

Then now today by Urth Eagle

Friday, September 30, 2011

A Story...Then, Now, Today



Then, Now, Today

Laying....Sacred Womb pressed against my cushy bed
"Years ago, before I birthed life", thinking in my head....
I'm not the Ma I envisioned of me
Yet, Today, "I Am" the best that I can be
Times have surely changed
The time in My day eats the responsibilities like a starving child
and there's no space therein to rearrange
The world worse even, but My Inner Spirit remains the Spirit of determination as
then....I said I will speak soft, but firm
words of wisdom .....what i will have learned
I will lead them by example, for I will make something of Me,
just a little easier living, in which I will have earned
Visions & Dreams
Aspirations & Means.....My own
Then I began to live....reality it is
Awakened from an awake sleep to "life", mistakes, heartaches
....dead are the years, which have passed, rapidly, as I thought I had time to get it right
....My hopes and foreseen images of "better"
....of overcoming my childhood years, struggles and fears
Patience necessary- larger than I'd projected too....years ago, before I sprung life into being
.....it's shorter nowaday, patience is.....as......
time swallows My day, My smile, My song, My way......by mid-day....it does
knowing that the desires, the pleas, the love, the needs of My Precious Little ones are crammed into this world's chaos, and My misjudgements passed........
Shedding undesired tears for My struggles are the same as My Ma's......the same struggles that I envisioned one day would not be My own.



Tuesday, September 27, 2011

"Dead Circles"

My Sistah get off .........the dead circle. It has no end.......Ya see. Can't you see? Look! Behind ya.........been there already. See? Up there? You already done that too. Tomorrow ya 'bout to try that again, which you did last month?......... Sis!.......tah!- The Circle you on.......the circle you keep........deaD.........has no end..........a continuous movement around and around the same deaD end roads. Ya just continue to walk in the da same ol' crap within........steppin' in it...........just walkin in the same stank! It's like the merry-go-rounds ya see at the fair, Lookin' good, flyin' high- up there in the air; But, the ride gets old, High gets low, The price gets steep on the eternal deaD circle you in. Diggin' and diggin' a deeper grave, goin' round & round in the circle you go.... Desire a straight path instead My Sis, pick a direction, a path, a route; They too have not end; but forward you can choose, backwards if you like; But the curvature is gone; Stop!! ......look ahead, There ya dreams lye, there ya goals go.... Go ahead, walk on gurl, stand straight, full speed ahead, struttin' out of the circle that continues to go round; Bury it!! It's dead! You go Sistah Goddess into Your pathway of dreams, Your destiny, Your destination! Your Queendom, Your freedom!!!!! ©Copyright LeTisha.Bowie

Urth and Earth

Urth and Earth....... We ARE of the same Useless attempts to continually destroy Our being- Our reason for "their" existence You nescient Failures!!! In your determination to maintain an emotionally suppressed Wombman= a "once" conquered mind Destiny.... Fate....She has matured and taken Her place As My naked feet perform lacework within your, too Life-giving, Brown, Soft, Deep, Coolness...... .....the loose-ness, Urth between my toes brings true freedom....again I walk, meditate and embrace Your immaculate qualities of Mine Delicate, Cocoa, Organic is Your every grain Unique are We.....Urth and I....Goddess....Creatress..... I smile..... Because, Urth.....Me, and You are One Here we are, You- just as You are, with Your every necessary component, Always bringing forth life, with a substantial, hearty foundation And birth My soul cries of joy!!!! Knowing that The Great God-dess, Creator of All, made "Me" Just So Your nourished ground brings forth life- ......every plant......every flower.....tree.....providing O2 for human's mode of survival As Wombman, grounded from the origination, confirmed from the firm foundation of intention, Intended from Her creation, was nourished and too brings forth Life We are of the same.....(Womb)man.Urth.Earth. ©Copyright LeTisha.Bowie

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

In the Eyes Of


In The Eyes Of


                                                                         I see you

I See Walking Diamonds

The Incidental passerby

Invisibility of nationalities

Invisibility of fashionalities

Invisibility of visibilities

I see you

The concealed knowledge & power of you

Permeating your spiritual miraculousness only to the nonjudgmental

I see you

I see new birth

I see perfection in your imperfections

You are a diamond

Spiritually pure from the contamination of evil trying

Trying to crack your hard, transparent, incomprehensible strength & sway

You flawless precious gem-

They’ve thrown dirt, they’ve tried to infiltrated much hurt

Touched your heart with derogatory & negative mouth flow

Much held hurt

You’re still flawless

 You still stand

Able, as only “You” can

Shine

With “Your Own” illumination, as only “You” can

 Each diamond passing me by, in Her own uniqueness

Having Beauty of Her very own to share

Light the world with the knowing

Possessing you from alway;  from “Your” within

Only “You” can shine like “YOU”

I am the Beholder! Within you.

You are the possessor of your beauty.

Take Hold.

~Urth Eagle Tisha