"Accepting the vulnerabilities of life...moving with the ebb and flow of mother nature...Cause sometimes growing wildly can be a beautiful reality..." Osage Dior                      ©NEEMA

By: Osage Dior

Truth. It hurts like fire being spit in your eye. It bleeds like a wound that doesn’t want to heal. I have seen this situation before, I am the sacrifice. The Joan of Arc, the one who is suppose to be tied and burnt for taking a stand for what I believe in at all times. I believe in truth.

Excuse  Me Sir…

Your distorted image of me does not faze me, I am a lover of my black culture and though you want to put me in a box with the rest of the “black women” you know, fine! However, I cannot run, nor will I hide from you…Jesus was killed due to his own disciples…Malcom X followed Islam, but as soon he became conscious of something deviant-he could not spread that radical message…Trigger one. Trigger two. Trigger three.

"As a woman you are a profound alchemical portal of transformation for us men. You are a Uni-verse of infinite wonder where all of life exists." Kute Blackson ©NEEMA

When you hate women, you hate yourself...and can not get BACK TO LOVE!                           ©NEEMA

It’s Going to Be A Good Day…

Sweat profuse out the pores on my skin…I was not even hot, quickly searching on the internet under tags like fasting and sweat-I found out that sweating can be a sign of danger. This was only my second day on water as my only consumption to renew me spiritually, emotionally, politically, and physically. I registered the warning signs of sweating and quickly took a couple of swigs of spring water to re-liquefy my body and fight off dehydration. Afterwards, I took a light 30 minute walk around the block of my blossoming neighborhood. For the first time, I saw the buds popping off the trees, the green leaves hanging confidently, and the colors of reds, blues, and yellows bursting on the landscaped yards that comes with living in a predominantly Mexican neighborhood-I found the beauty in the little things while listening to Pandora’s India Arie station on my smart phone. Ready to tackle the day, I came home turned on the sizzling water in the bath-it takes a while to get it to the scorching heat that I like…threw my clothes any type of way in my room…stripped and headed towards a shower that was going to hit my body just how I liked it as I adjusted the shower head. At that moment I would have a soapy intimate experience with Dove-while continuing to listen to meaningful R&B artists like Joe, Jill Scott, and Maxwell.

By: Osage Dior

Acceptance. Acknowledgement. Love parades around as perfection when that is far from the truth. It is more like a raw material found in space that has not been developed yet. When to souls meet in the sky and direct their power towards the center object from opposite directions, this life-less form grows to an energy that can solve the ills of the world…LOVE! Yet, if the two people in this union do not take the time to work together at molding this kryptonite consistency-it can cause a Romeo and Juliet Fate…Star-Crossed Lovers…With an outcome the could be far worse than the creation of “O” a spin on Othello staring Mekhi Phifer. Well…that’s my whimsical spin on love, but I would like to introduce you to three types of relations that I am in the processs of studying: Karmic Relationships, Soul Mates, and Twin Flames as explained by Kelley Rosano…Link:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4n47aJdeLB4