Friday, September 23, 2011

30 Days Of Peace: Fall Equinox & Visions

Today is the first day of autumn... The fall equinox, where day and night are equivalent in the scope of time... Earth energy is strongest during this period, which I can feel so intensely this morning. Ive decided to embrace this lovely feeling and this energy that my Creator has given forth to the Earth, tap into it and allow it to flow all through me today.  During my meditation today, I will cue in on the balance I would like to restore in my life, my environment, through my mind, my body, and breath, as it is a perfect day to reflect on balance.

After the heavy heartache of the sacrificial Troy Davis execution this week, there were many songs that came to mind for me.  One that I chose not to share, (but I will now), is Stevie Wonder's Visions.  If you have ever paid attention to the lyrical content, he deeply defines & describes the visions in his mind-- which are beautiful... I close my eyes and let each word saturate my cells and I can FEEL those visions.  The visions that we create in our minds are the start of the eventuality of the MANIFESTATIONS of those visions.  So I wrapped myself in what I imagined to be a shining gold thread of love and made visualizations of my own.  How appropriate today is to bring those visions to life, since the Earth seems to work in exact harmony with creating those realities!



Friday, September 16, 2011

30 Days of Peace: My Grass Is Green

This morning when I got out of my bed, I was totally overwhelmed by this feeling of, "no pressure, everything is good."  I got my Chloe all situated for school, the roads were clear, we were ON TIME (hehehe) and everything was actually good.

So when I sat down to blog about my peace so far, here was the scene.  Quiet, clean living room- sitting in the window, Nancy Wilson playing softly in the background and sipping my favorite coffee.  Then, the yard maintenance guys start cutting the grass.  Oh the glory, because that beautiful breeze lifted the smell right up to the window I was in, as if the entire reason for them cutting the grass was for me to have and enjoy that very moment.  How peaceful.  I closed my eyes, thanked my Creator, and typed this up.  Now, looking at the clock, I have to get ready to work- but my work is HARDLY work... I get to touch people all day, reminding them of how important it is to just be loved on, and give them just a small bit of the peace and love I felt this morning without even saying a word.  Not half bad, huh? Guess the grass is really greener because the Sun shines a little brighter on my side. ;)


Chante' Reinvented: A Tbsp of Peace, Please

Well, its been a moment since my last post.  And I must say, the Earth kept moving.  I have had so many changes take place, and plenty of experiences... But I've definitely put my social media avenues up on a shelf [takes down, blows the dust off], and in doing that I have forgotten how much of an outlet this is for me, as a mommy, sister, daughter, significant other, sista-huneechile-girlfriend, healer, and healee.. So here I am.  Im back on my blog and Im doing quite a bit of reinventing.

After reading my homegirl/biz partner's post, "See What Had Happened Was..." I thought, "hmm, that was clever! I can just tell everyone what I've been up to!" I love the way she wrote that one! Instead though, I figured, why tell about my physical experiences when its so much more therapuetic for me to write about my internal changes?  So that's what I decided to do.

One small part of my journey is really embracing peace.  For me, peace is an umbrella that everything else I'm working on falls under.  When I'm at peace with myself and my environment, everything seems to work in perfect harmony... The way I handle things that are outside of my limits of control is different.  My perception is more clear.  My decisions are more concise and firm.  Even scripture speaks of peace excelling all things.. And I truly want my peace to be like the expanse of the sea. Never ending. Always in me.  So I decided to focus on that for 30 days.  To dig a little deeper into what makes me feel peaceful.  How I behave.. Am I showing love in all things?  How am I manifesting this internal gift that I have, this ability?  Am I showing gratitude?  These are the things I will be exploring.  And documenting.

Afterall, isnt my house made of glass just like everyone else's?

                

Monday, June 6, 2011

Tick Tock Tick Tock

Has it really been 3 whole months since my last post?? Well, since time is an illusion, that doesn't mean much! :)

Friday, March 25, 2011

East Point vs Roswell: Stylin' and PROFILE'N


This morning, I was in East Point- my old "hood" where I spent most of my youth. I needed to go to my favorite (and by favorite, I mean the one Im used to..) Beauty Supply store. S'vaan was with me. While we were waiting for the store to open, we decide to walk a few doors down to the Family Dollar. They were open. We go in, I make my quick purchase. Of course, as always, there is a gumball machine filled with toys next to the exit and as always, to prevent the ensuing tantrum that was about to go down, and a spiral of the "I Wants" & the "Gimmies" for the rest of the day, I pull out my quarters.
I'll tell you what happened in a sec. Here's just a little background info. I now live in Buckhead-- Sounds ballin, but I'm not. By far! LOL But the same thing happens in just about every store I visit on this side of town. Babies spot that short little "just my height" machine. Quarters come out. Thats it. BUT! There's a difference today.

Back to the post at hand. So, normally, at these machines, we get this-
a hand slappy... Maybe even a little princess ring...

This morning, we got this -

a fake gold chain with diamond crusted medallion. AND its BROKEN!

Hmm. Never seen anything like it. Radical parent? I think not. I look up like, "now aint this about a micky ficky..." and what do I then notice?? A toy, hanging on the wall among other toys.. Sealed and ready to go for the low low price of $5. A cellphone, play money in a money clip, and a gold chain. Maybe its just me. But I never see that set in the toy section at the Target on Roswell Road. ;) Then again, I did drive all the way over there because Roswell Road also doesn't have beauty supply stores with rat tail combs.
Ulta hardly qualifies as a beauty supply sto'.
Go figure.

My glass house and I've been profiled. And its allllll goood.


llp



Thursday, March 24, 2011

Wordless Wednesday- Altho its TECHNICALLY Thursday...



I did it all for love.
You know I did it all for love.
When you stare at the sun too long.
~Bilal Oliver


Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Lucky To Be Me? Yea. I Am!

Ok, so if you have heard me rant once, then you've heard me rant 500 times about my eating habits vs my self image... And this morning, here I was ranting yet again to my mother. My typical complaint is- "But Ma, I'm not reckless with my diet! I mean, Sharyse eats PHILLY CHEESE STEAK SANDWICHES WITH WINGS AND FRIES AND A SUGARY DRINK OF SYRUP AND WATER! She must be all of 130lbs! I would never dream of eating that way! I fast regularly, I eat mostly fresh foods, a lot of which is raw.. I dont just veg out!! I dont eat meat, I dont fry food, I dont GET IT!"
And that is the truth. Even before my gradual enlightenment and awakening to the truth on certain matters, I never did eat that way. I did my share of whoppers back in the day. I even did the swine. But more so than not, I was that kid who loved my broccoli, ate tomatoes like apples (my stepfather grew them in the backyard), and was never a fan of ice cream- I preferred grapes. I always chose water over Kool-Aid. I swear it!! My mom can vouch for all this! LOL

So here I was this morning just-a complaining and comparing. I know when it started- Yes, during my first bout with full term pregnancy I DID put on a hefty 75lbs-- then pregnant again within a year.. I know it, I know it. Yada yada yada. I was never a skinny mini, but I was much less healthy then than I am now. Either way, the point is that I needed a little boost in the self esteem department today. Happens to the best of us, even the most BEAUTIFULLY WELL have to work hard at maintaining their beauty and wellness, inside and out. Part of that goes with realizing what the issues are and addressing them honestly. Then, you put a solution oriented plan in motion and move with it. Easy right? Cool.

What I decided to do was listen to one of my favorite artists, who reminded me that "Im So Lucky To Be Me"... and go for a bike ride on my favorite trail. One good thing about music is when it hits you feel no pain! ~Robert N. Marley :)


Its my glass house, and I'm leaving it unattended and unlocked while I go exercise. LOL

LLP

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Mom, Will You Marry Me? The Beauty of The Sadness


They say that when a woman decides to commit to a man ceremonially, that he is in so many ways a replica of her father. They also say that a man chooses his new Queen based on the respected goddess ruler of his world. I believe this is so true, and while I dont really see the application on my end, I know its there. A bit more obvious is why my husband chose me as his Queen a decade ago.

When I met his mother, I knew it was a match made in heaven on Earth. She was an artist, a seamstress, and a had a brilliantly bright mind, different from anyone I'd ever met. She touched everyone she met in a certain kind of way, and her generosity and love illuminated in just about every move she made... She was definitely special. We connected immediately and I knew that if this man honored this woman in that special way that he did, that he was the man that would likewise honor me in the same way. I had no idea that his thoughts were very similar.

At the time, I couldn't see what was very obvious to others. He loved me for me, yes.. But he was drawn to the similarities in positive (and some not-so-positive) qualities that reminded him of home. Of his mother. What I did know was that I was in complete love with my mother in law. It wasn't until this time of year, exactly 3 years and one month ago that I realized how true it is.. A man marries his mother. While I know I have many years to reach even a portion of her reverence, it's an amazing feeling to reflect on the beautiful woman she was and know that I was once chosen based on the potential of those same amazing qualities. And that somehow, through me and my seeds, her memory can live on.

I miss your light so much Audrea.