Ngala-Najla

I Celebrate Myself…


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With Gratitude

I woke up this morning listening to the beautiful voice of Snatum Kuar Khalsa, singing about grace and divine connection. Feeling completely in tuned, I ushered up prayers of thanksgiving and requests for guidance as I begin the day. There is so much that is uncertain. What is only certain is each specific moment. Truly being in the moment can seem, at times, to be an elusive experience but when it happens it is pure bliss.

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What I wrote in my gratitude journal this morning

 

 

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Recognition

I am home babysitting my nephew who is home sick. I send my love and all positive energy to all parents and guardians who are humbled everyday by the uncertainty of parenting. 🙂

Right now my nephew and I are sharing a couch. He is watching cartoons and I am listening to my new musical obsession, Kings of Leon and perusing the interest.

My nephew is feeling a lot better than he was this morning and I  recognize that although it is not under the best of circumstances, I still am grateful spending time with him.


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Ubuntu

Wrote this today on Facebook and decided to share:

“While I am sitting here at my desk, I am not ignorant of the fact that there are millions of people fighting for respect and freedom. While I am here doing a task riddled with monotony, I am conscious of the children who might be scared right now, or who are hungry. This of course is nothing new, pain has been existence for a long time but in this moment I acknowledge the connection…”

When I wrote this, I think, after I just happened to take a glimpse at the New York Times to see if there were any updates and I saw people filling the streets of Lybia, Bahrain and Iraq protesting and I became in that moment in awe of where I was. I was grateful for so much but recognized the connection, the connection, the connection. What is going on in the Middle East and Northern African Countries is no different from Selma, Alabama in the 60’s, or the Salt March in the 30’s.  I am thankful for those who came before me who allowed for me to be able to sit here and just type these words listening to Joao Gilberto but I am still connected to those who cannot find solace and I send my energies to all who wish to be free. To ALL who wish to be free.


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Cosmic Love

How was your Christmas? How was your Boxing Day? How is your Kwanzaa? Lol.

I have been surrounded by and engrossed in music this weekend. I watched the two seasons of Glee. I am officially a GLEEK. And I am now obsessed with Florence + the Machine. I have been dancing to the song “Dog Days Are Over” over and over again in my room (been cooped up in the house due to the blizzard). It’s now my official theme song for 2011…or at least for January! However, right now, pulsating on my ear drums is Cosmic Love. Dramatic…gotta love it.


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Slow Down…?

Reader, with droopy eyes and a tired body I write this. I am perched on a chair upstairs from my room trying to get this out because I have no other tools, other than my work computer and the communal computer at my house, to post blogs because da ta da (!!!) I lost my Blackberry on Sunday. The range of emotions cannot truly be expressed in this post and due to my state of tiredom let me just summarize those feelings by saying that they were mixed feelings(happy, sad, free invaded). I of course know that it could be worse and I have put it in perspective, but I cannot deny those feelings and I will not — it sucks. 🙂 I posted a note in the lost and found section on Craigslist and a few ads down from my own I saw that someone lost their purse, which had their keys,phone, wallet and other things inside of it. Again, Perspective.

Today, I went to Target to buy an alarm clock ( my phone was my alarm…and watch) and I left my book there that I am so engrossed in at the moment (Later went back and found it) and then afterward at the Ethiopian restaurant in my neighborhood, I left my scarf. If it weren’t for the cool air reminding that me that my neck needed some warmth, the scarf probably would have been missing, too. This whole fiasco is reminding of an India Arie song:

Slow Down
So far from where I started out
So far from where I wanna be
Listening for answers in the wind
But can’t find a rock to plant my feet
Looking for love in all the wrong places
Down on my knees and now I’m praying for patience
I know there’s gotta be a better way
In the back of my mind I hear my momma say 

Slow down, baby you’re going too fast
You got you hands in the air
With you feet on the gas
You’re ’bout to wreck your future
Running from your past
You need to slow down before
You go down baby

Thinking the faster that I go
The faster (that) I will reach my goal
The race is not given to the swift
But to the one who endureth
I thought that all my obstacles were behind me
Walking around like I’m made out of diamond
I tripped and fell and it remindedme
Move over and let my angels guideme

Slow down, baby you’re going too fast
You got you hands in the air
With you feet on the gas
You’re ’bout to wreck your future
Running from your past
You need to slow down before
You go down baby

Sometimes you gotta be still
Before you can get ahead
Be still
Ask the universe for help
Be real
You can’t do it all by yourself
Ah, no no
Sometimes, sometimes you gotta be still
It take some time to reach you and they
Be still
Take some time to clear your space
Be real
Chaos isn’t good for yo health
Ah, no no, ahhh
Cuz I’m breaking things and losing things
I lost my cell phone again the other day
Now, I don’t wanna live this way, no
In the back of my mind I hear my mama say

Slow down, baby you’re going too fast
You got you hands in the air
With you feet on the gas
You’re ’bout to wreck your future
Running from your past
You need to slow down before
You go down baby
(slow down baby)
Slow down (baby)
You’re going too fast
Slow down (baby)
Feet on the gas
Slow down (baby)
Run from your past
Slow down baby

 


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Harvest Moon

It’s a double threat: It’s a full moon and the Autumn Equinox. For some people this is indeed a special day. For others it is just any old day. For me I saw today as another opportunity to embrace possibility. It is the Harvest Moon. What a lovely night and what a lovely song bearing the same name.


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To Friendship…and Acceptance

I am at work listening to Eva Cassidy’s version of “Bridge over Troubled Waters” and I remember listening to it while traveling on the bus from Boston to New York, three years ago, crying. It is a song filled with honesty and loyalty, and I wanted oh so much for one person in particular to understand how much I wanted to be  there for them…with them.

Last week I had lunch with a friend, and I said that some friends get me and others do not, and he replied, “Why is it so important that the people who do not get you, get you?” I believe part of the lesson of this life is acceptance of others, yourself and just what is.  There are situations that no matter how hard you try will be what they will be. People will see you how they want to see you, and you will be who you will be. There will be people who accept you and love you because you are you and accept your flaws and you theirs. Those relationships are the one that matter in the end, because those are the ones that have a chance to be nurtured and grow.