May 24, 2013
Moringa, Moringa, Moringa… I love thee, let me count the ways… actually Djehuty Ma’at-Ra will do it.
drop the soy and eat a whole heap a this
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#moringa #miracle plant #health #overstand #truth #africa
I started a post a month ago about soy and how vegans swear by it. my mentor who was taught by the legendary Dr. Sebi told me no to eat it and with that I didn’t need an explanation. but it was hard for me to explain why then I came across this post today so please read…. and stop eating soy.
ancient wisdom from Burkina Faso… this is a message we all can benefit from. embrace who you are and who you chose to be.
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#sobonfu+some #sobonfu some #gifts #message #overstand #Ascension #truth #africa #light #love #self love #burkina faso #wisdom
May 14, 2013
Life Lesson #3
wouldn’t it be nice to live in a world where second-guessing yourself or not following your instincts doesn’t exist? how many times have we done this and despite saying we won’t do it again, do it again anyway (or is it only me that does this?) well I’m hoping now that it’s in writing that this will be the last time. lesson learned.
May 11, 2013
You are going to be initiated into the white man’s witchcraft…In your labyrinthine journey in the white world, the world of iron, learn to catch the thought behind the machine or it will swallow you
Malidoma Patrice Somé“Of Water And The Spirit”
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#truth #illusion #ancestral message #ancestor #Africa #Afrika #Afraka #Ras #messgae #transcendence #iron #reality #west #east
May 1, 2013
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#spirit quartz #chrysanthemum stone #chrysocolla #crystals #beauty #metaphysics #love #earth #organic
April 30, 2013
from mydamnblogBrothas.
Remember you have options. Remember you have power.
Hold down your integrity. Hold down your pride.
Never let your light go.
Don’t break, don’t bend, don’t bow.
Don’t fold, don’t fall, don’t falter.
April 26, 2013
There is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.
And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.
In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.
The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.
And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.
You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.The beauty in this post… :’)
(Source: thegodmolecule)
from Thegodmolecule
don’t forget to take advantage of tonight’s Full Moon + Lunar Eclipse and it’s transformative energies!! I’m charging/cleansing my crystals on my windowsill so it can soak up the moonlight which will make them more powerful when I meditate with them. burn some sage and bun out the negative then meditate on what part of your life needs transforming. the Full Moon energy usually lasts like 48 hours so you got time.
|now playing| Bob Marley ~ “Positive Vibration”
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#crystals #Full Moon #Eclipse #meditation #ascension #medi #vibration #transform #positive vibrations #sage #Bob Marley #Gong #Tuff
April 25, 2013
Still Searching
Does anyone know anybody who isn’t searching for something? That somebody has the answers…
Sincerely,
Still Searching
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#life #lessons #love #peace #whole #wholeness #oneness #fulfillment #abundance #answers #searching
April 21, 2013
*This* minus the salt fish
(Source: jamaicaismyplayground, via divinecosmicbeing)
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#vegan #Caribbean
April 5, 2013
My parents were born in Africa but I’m American
African kid suffering from identity crisis (via africanmemes)“Parents”in this case meaning father… so the crisis is real
from African Memes
from INSEARCHFORKNOWLEDGE2 days late still neva too late! I’ve been receiving strong positive female interaction throughout the day too. That was the Empress saying “Hey don’t let them forget about me you know” lal Blessed Bornday Empress Menen!!
“Obviously war is one of the major problems which bring disaster on the life of mankind. Inspite of the differences of color, race, creed or religion between women in this world, they all hate war, because the fruit of wars is nothing but disaster. War exterminates their beloved husbands, their brothers and their children. It destroys and eliminates their families. We would like to bring to the attention of all women of the world that it is their duty to voice and express solidarity against such acts.”-Empress Menen
