Life Vest

This piece emerged out of divine encounter between my bestie and I. God spoke through the Holy Spirit and I was used as a vessel to speak to myself and bestie. Thus, many of us may be going through difficult times of transitions and I would like to share a snippet of the word spoken through our wombs. Be Encouraged!

Although rip tides and strong currents may beat against you,

Thus,
Do not fret for God is your life vest,
For I am your God,
who is stirring up the waters,
Yet,
You may get consumed by the depths and heights of the waves beating against your body,
Thus,
Do not forget to swim in along the current,
Know you are grounded because I am ya life saver secured abound you,
I am ya life vest,
You are being strengthened by resilience as you swim against the turbulent waters,
Hence,
At times,
You may go under water,
For fear and panic you might think you are drowning,
Hold still,
Stop fighting,
See beloved you are floating because you are wearing ya life vest,
When you stop fighting,
You naturally float in sync with your life sustaining force,
As your survival instincts kick in,
You remembered there is no possible way you could drown,
Or get consumed by currents because I am your God,
The creator of your existence,
Stand firm in your beliefs and without reservation,
Know that I am your life's vest...

Mirror Mirror

Mirror Mirror… why do I not love the reflection that stares back at me,
Is it because I watched too much reality TV?
And what I see is totally different,
Whose reality or model of beauty do I believe?
Why do I not love the full span of my wide hips seamlessly connected to my thick thighs?
Why do I not appreciate my full mid-drift rippled in medium toned six-pack?
Why am I ashamed of the voluptuous-ness of my breasts and the fullness of my love handles?

Why is it that I do love the symmetrical lines of my face?
Eyes,
Nose, lips and mouth,
I love my smile!
Moles and age spots,

My flawed beauty marks,

Nonetheless,

Then I am told that my coarse medium length hair isn't beautiful because it doesn't flow long and silky,

Is this why I feel prettiest with 12 to 14-inch extensions in my hair?

Mirror Mirror…why cannot I love all parts of me?
Why do I rationalize my standards of BEUATY to fit a norm that will never be me!
So mirror I stand before you naked,
Exposing my flaws and learning to love them all!
I love how my full body feels as my fingers caress my smooth fleshly skin…
It is a damn shame that all of this time I have neglected my own finesse.
No more will I view my BODY IMAGE and BEAUTY through a mirror that never belonged to me originally.

Mirror Mirror hanging on my wall,
Thank you for the refracted image of me,
For the first time in 28 years,
I LOVE seeing every aspect of me!
Take me as I am or leave me the hell alone!

Aging

As I look in the Mirror I take note of the fine lines that have evolved over time,
Beautifully placed about,
Enhancing my smile,
The depth of my deep hazelnut embers,
Panoramic view to my spirit,
Traces of gray exposes wisdom in my coiled roots,
Strengthened by the perils of time,
Aging has been a blessing,
My evolution with the divine binds us closer in every domain,
I am no longer afraid to age,
To evolve,
For seeing me blossom into a rare exquisite creation,
I am humbled to sojourn many more decades to come,
I am aging gracefully...ase'-o!!!