"...that’s wonderful. now go out and love some more!"

that line is from one of the best freakin' movies eva: harold and maude. circa 1971. don't ask. just go rent it. another sweet piece of sass for the twisted lovers out there: pumpkin. again, don't ask. just go rent it.

anyhoo, today is valentines day! at first i thought that having joined the ranks of the broken-hearted (wait, i feel like i've joined a club...where's my complimentary 100 greatest country breakup songs cd dammit??), i should be all "woe is me...booo on valentines...", and for a minute, i pondered...but eh, no. i'm a lover. and one thing you should def know this about me...all i want to DO is spread the love!

look, we all know it can, and often does, suck to not have a "special someone" during the cash-cow, "dolla dolla bill yo!", season of chocolates and flowers (and chocolate covered flowers?), especially if you've had a pretty amazingly special someone there in the past, BUT, valentines is a day to celebrate ALL things LOVEly. so just because i won't be celebratin' cheesy romantic love goodness with anyone in particular, i WILL be celebratin' my ooey-gooey "come and give me a big hug right now" love sweetness for you! please and thank you.

so with that said...HAPPY DAY OF LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE!!

i hope you have a day filled with all things beautiful! i am so thankful for all of the wonderful people that reside in my heart and i am extra thankful for being a part of your life in whatever form that relationship takes...

peace and blessings / love and light

ps: here are a few of my favorite poems about that little thing called...love:

i carry your heart by e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart) i am never without it(anywhere i go, you go my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling

i fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

song of the open road by walk whitman

...camerado, I give you my hand!

i give you my love more precious than money,

i give you myself before preaching or law;

will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?

shall we stick by each other as long as we live?

love sonnet XVII by pablo neruda

i love you with knowing how, or when, or from where

i love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride

so i love you because i know no other way

than this: where i does not exist, nor you

so close that your hand on my chest is my hand

so close that your eyes close as i fall asleep.

khalil gibran on love

when love beckons to you, follow him,
though his ways are hard and steep.
and when his wings enfold you yield to him,
though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
and when he speaks to you believe in him,
though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

for even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
so shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
he threshes you to make you naked.
he sifts you to free you from your husks.
he grinds you to whiteness.
he kneads you until you are pliant;
and then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

all these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of life's heart.

but if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
for love is sufficient unto love.

when you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "i am in the heart of God."
nd think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
but if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
to melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
to know the pain of too much tenderness.
to be wounded by your own understanding of love;
and to bleed willingly and joyfully.
to wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
to rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
to return home at eventide with gratitude;
and then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

people...

i received this from the beautiful miss gina and thought i would share:

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person...

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support,
to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are.
They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.
They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done.
They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.
Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons,
things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.
Your job is to accept the lesson,
love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.

It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

Peace and Blessings / Love and Light

rhythm of christmas (revised)...

dj playing, drinks they flow
hypnotic dancing to and fro
holiday parties, old but new
childhood friends know what to do.

leave the city, let freedom ring
sun bronzing skin as voices sing
bellies full of family's love
lying in fields with stars above.

driving back, energies high
see you next time and not goodbye
as fresh air rejuvenates uncertainties flee
and the peace of spirit flows through me.

inhale out, winding down
cricket chirping a familiar sound
favorite movies come to end
soon for sleep new day begin...

what a beautifully satiating christmas.

peace yo.

living for the love of you...

a beautiful symbol of compassion and love (read and then watch video):

Dick and Rick Hoyt are a father-and-son team from Massachusetts who together compete just about continuously in marathon races. And if they're not in a marathon they are in a triathlon - that daunting, almost superhuman, combination of 26.2 miles of running, 112 miles of bicycling, and 2.4 miles of swimming. Together they have climbed mountains, and once trekked 3,735 miles across America.

It's a remarkable record of exertion - all the more so when you consider that Rick can't walk or talk.

At Rick's birth in 1962 the umbilical cord coiled around his neck and cut off oxygen to his brain. Dick and his wife, Judy, were told that there would be no hope for their child's development.

For the past twenty five years or more Dick, who is 65, has pushed and pulled his son across the country and over hundreds of finish lines. When Dick runs, Rick is in a wheelchair that Dick is pushing. When Dick cycles, Rick is in the seat-pod from his wheelchair, attached to the front of the bike. When Dick swims, Rick is in a small but heavy, firmly stabilized boat being pulled by Dick.

They have been competing ever since, at home and increasingly abroad. Generally they manage to improve their finishing times. "Rick is the one who inspires and motivates me." Dick said.

Video:

More info on Team Hoyt @ http://www.teamhoyt.com/

i want my people to be FREE!

this monday, december 10, 2007, my father will go for his parole hearing.

(www.mutulushakur.com) / (www.myspace.com/mutulushakur)



i want to take the time to say thank you to everyone for your continuous letters of support and all of your encouragement.

please continue to keep him in your prayers/meditations/thoughts as he goes, once again, to fight for his, and our, freedom...

also, please keep in your hearts my brother kamel, his father herman bell, and the rest of the SF8.

(http://www.freethesf8.org) / (www.myspace.com/freesf8)



FREE EM' ALL!

"we are not dispirited. in fact, we are empowered by our resistance. aim high and go all out!"
-dr. mutulu shakur

peace and blessings / love and light.

monday night football sessions.

the ravens played their asses off.

go new england!

12-0? you cocky bastards.

;-)

peace.

"another saturday night..."

today i have been unpacking. i have this fear of unpacking because i'm afraid to get too settled. i have been living out of my damn boxes since i got back. why? well, i don't want to be here for too terribly long, still places to go; things and people to see you know. but, it's known. it's comfortable. everything will be ok here. and to me, putting things out and giving them places makes it so much easier to get stuck. so, today i realized that i hadn't shared any energy with or engaged with my house either. this may sound strange to you, but it's true. i promise. so my house has felt kinda cold and foreign.

today, i started taking out pics and putting little touches here and there. it's nice. it feels warmer. also, i am an uber cleaner so it's been like heaven to my OCD side. i got up and started at 9am, helped someone move from 11-1pm and then came back and am just stopping.

tonight i'll sit in my fabulously clean and "nzingha-fied" living room and watch american gansta while having some sessions with my mom, her best friend ms. donna sue, and one of my oldest buddies, kenny.

although we gained an hour last weekend, it now gets dark at 5:45pm. like, i can see the stars through the window dark. at 5:45pm. the crickets just started chirping. it's about 72 here at night. it's nice to leave the windows open when you sleep, and as the seasons change, the smell of pine is strong in the passing breeze.

southern goodness.

fast is going GREAT. today is day 6 and i'm feeling good. a little more clear. a little more in tune. a little more focused. a little more calm.

not to say it's not hard. at least once every couple of hours (sometimes twice and thirds) i go into this insanity where i think i'm going to eat everything in sight and little cupcakes dance to rhyming jingles in circles around my head. so yeah, i'm strugglin.

but imma be aight.

anyhoo, gonna get back to it. whatever it is. i dedicate 2 songs to you. feelin' good by nina simone. she'll change you. i know, it's that serious. and i'll be your lover too by van morrison. he's just such a great classic.

oh, and since the christmas season is coming up and everyone is beginning to play their cheer-y holiday soundtracks, i give you my nzingha's holiday music arc: two, two by two's:

the ONLY 2 christmas cd's i would recommend to you (in particular order):

1) a charlie brown christmas by vince guaraldi trio

2) merry christmas by mariah carey

and...top 2 favorite christmas songs for me will always and forever be (again, in particular order):

1) carol of the bells

2) santa baby by marylin monroe

sending you many warm vibes of goodness...

peace.