Friday, September 30, 2011


I didn't want his inner g to leave
I wanted it to wrap me in its warmth
Comfort me in my discomfort
Make me smile without trying
I didn't want his inner g to leave
I felt
He didn't want my inner g to leave
He wanted it to cool his heat
Make him comfortably uncomfortable
By the scent of my skin
The feel of my touch
The gaze of my eyes
I made him smile without trying
Words unspoken
Heard clearly
Our inner g's parted ways
Still remaining connected
Until our eyes meet again

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

new journey

So I've spent the last few months and weeks preparing and training to become a certified yoga instructor.  I'm now officially certified!  Excitement and nervousness ensues.  I'm always bad at preliminaries, but once I get rolling, there's no stopping me.  I know once I actually start teaching, the nerves will dissipate. This journey has been long, it's been tedious,  it's shown me parts of me I didn't want to see, and it confirmed that I can do anything I want to if I put my mind to it.  Admittedly, there were many times I wanted to throw in the towel, but the universe commanded otherwise.  Consistency is key, and I will see where this path will lead.  I am ready to follow.


Thursday, September 8, 2011


He's back;  like the monkey on mine.
Let's see what corners we bend this time.

Friday, September 2, 2011

September 4, 2003

For 38 weeks, the sun shone at it's brightest
It's rays coveted my skin
And I responded with a warm glow
For 38 weeks, the skie's hue blended perfectly
With the ocean's blue
And the ocean?
Hmph, it's vastness serenaded me with songs
That made me put a lil' extra waddle
In my step, as I strolled along it's shores.
For 38 weeks, nightfall would bring
The stars, moon, and my ancestors
Through my window to
Tuck us in and tell stories of old
She would undulate,
As if playing call and response
For 38 weeks, I was the upstairs apartment
And she occupied the space below me
She would bang on our shared "wall"
With those broomstick feet as if to say
"Yall making too much dang noise
Up (out) there."
On the 39th week
On the 4th day
Of the 9th month
in the year 2003
after 8hrs of Labour
at 8:23p.m
I witnessed in her eyes a glimpse of heaven
I knew love then and
I felt Joi
Zahyon  (Heaven's) Joi
Made her entrance
My life has never been the same