Happy Haiku Year

A photo I took of one of my sacred nature places, a sanctuary where I often
retreat for peace and restoration.

My first Haiku of

the year is a love song, a

sweet celebration.

KWANZAA

The Seven Principles of Kwanzaa are known as the Nguzo Saba. These principles exemplify the very best of African cultures and traditions throughout the Diaspora. Kwanzaa is celebrated to help people of African descent affirm the grandeur and beauty of their ancestral home and translate that beauty into their everyday lives. The holiday, a Swahili word which translated means “first fruits of the harvest,” was created in 1966 by Dr. Maulana Karenga. While Kwanzaa is typically commemorated annually from December 26^th through January 1^st, these are wise axioms to live by 365 days a year. Here I’ve written a Haiku for each of the principles. Read them over carefully. They are meant to stimulate thought and promote positive action. Harambee!

Habari Gani? Umoja! What’s the news? Unity.

Our Ancestors smile

Upon the unity we

Promote through Kwanzaa.

Habari Gani? Kujichagulia! What’s the news? Self-Determination.

When we define our

Own greatness, we project Self-

Determination.

Habari Gani? Ujima! What’s the news? Collective work and responsibility.

Don’t be so trifling

and lazy! Pull your own weight!

Be responsible!

Habari Gani?  Ujamaa! What’s the news? Cooperative Economics.

Ominous clouds taunt

when Blacks refuse to support

Black-owned businesses.

Habari Gani? Nia! What’s the news? Purpose.

If you plan to get

ahead, then make sure you live

your life on purpose.

Habari Gani? Kuumba! What’s the news? Creativity.

Creativity

Nourishes the life-blood of

African cultures.

Habari Gani? Imani! What’s the news? Faith.

In no small way, Faith

Sustains us, Heals us and gives

Hope for the future.

Asante Sana. Peace and Blessings Always

Welcoming 2014: My Un-Resolution

Resolve means more than

empty promises spoken

Every New Year's Day

It’s Christmas morning.  I have the privilege of sitting here in my “Sacred Magic Room,” reading, writing, praying and reflecting on what this season means to me.  What my life means to me. What my essence means to the world I navigate on a daily basis. I am especially grateful for the presence of mind that guided me to scribble down my thoughts before the gathering with family and friends, before the big feast, before all the gift giving and gift receiving. Because if I learned anything at all during 2013, I learned that God wants me to succeed at out-flowing the unique talents, gifts and abilities bestowed upon me:  No Excuses! God wants me to humble myself, discipline myself, believe in myself so I can get closer to that holy place of redemption. And it just so happens that sitting down to write is a big part of that equation. So I am a blessed woman. Right here, right now.

Normally by the time we get to the 25^th of December, I’ve written down all of my resolutions in a beautifully bound journal. For many years, these resolutions have remained the same:  Obey God’s will; be more active in my elderly parents’ lives; continue with my volunteer work; finish writing my books of poetry I’ve started, finish writing my screenplay I’ve started, chunk down a few more chapters of my novel, complete my book of essays; continue with my jogging, start training for another marathon, eat better and oh yes, lose some weight!

But this year, there will be No Resolutions. No looking back or looking forward or making false promises. This year, the goal is to make one goal and stick to it, which I have already done – (a birthday present I gave to myself back in October.) I don’t feel compelled to share what this goal is, but will keep myself in check as I continue to experience the bliss that each day on this planet offers  -   troubles, challenges, triumphs and all. 

As you observe the season (or if it’s your tradition, not observe the season), I hope that you achieve all of the lofty goals you set for yourself this coming year. I hope you are able to keep whatever resolutions you make. I hope you can find joy in the coming year.  I hope the song of Spring on its way is a sweet melody in your ears. I hope the taste of freedom is on the tip of your tongue. I hope the smell of success is ripe in your nostrils. But most of all, I hope you are able to feel your heart beating. And when you do so, I hope you can find and spread love.

Asante Sana. Peace and Blessings Always.

Today is a Gift

Love Park, Philadelphia, PA

Today is a Gift

that features priceless, rare and

unique qualities

Today is a Gift

That’s why it’s called “The Present”

So please cherish it

Today is a Gift

Revel in “The Present” as a

Child on Christmas Day

Happy Holidays Everyone!

Asante Sana - Peace & Blessings Always

Winter Solstice Haiku and Reflections

Winter Wonderland: A photo I took in Overbrook after a Snow Fall 

When I left the house on Saturday afternoon, it was windy and cold, however no precipitation was falling. My block, as you see here in this photo, looked like winter wonderland. Yet the moon was almost full by the time I walked home through the falling snow, as evening fell around my shoulders. It was quite a lovely scene here in the Overbrook section of West Philadelphia.

Beautiful. Tranquil. Serene.

In two more days, the actual full moon will be in effect, and on Saturday, December 21^st at 12:11 p.m., the Winter Solstice will descend upon those of us living in the Northern Hemisphere. I absolutely adore this time of year, while so many others hate the cold weather that is typical in the Mid-Atlantic states. But I always feel optimistic as the old year runs out and the new year rings in.  I hope this change of seasons gives you pause to reflect, meditate, and contemplate positive change. Here are some Haiku verses I wrote in anticipation of the Winter Solstice.

While others curse and

scorn winter, I marvel in

its stark cold beauty.

Joy surges through me

as the fresh snow flakes dance and

swirl around my face.

I feel a certain

peace in knowing the earth is

preparing for Spring.

Asante Sana. Peace and Blessings Always

NELSON MANDELA

July 18, 1918 - December 5, 2013

Nelson Mandela,

our peaceful warrior, has

gone home to glory.

Grateful

The gift of this day

evokes in me a sense of

profound gratitude.

For many of us, this time of year represents an escalated surge of activities.  We’re traveling, visiting, sprucing up, shopping for food and gifts and cooking up all of our special recipes in anticipation of Thanksgiving.  As I prepare for my observance of this holiday with my own precious family and friends, I feel a sense of overwhelming gratitude.

I am so thankful.

Yet I can’t help but to think about all of the families and individuals who are struggling.   The soup lines here in Philly are getting longer and longer. Men. Women. Children. Standing in line for hours just to get a plate of food to eat. And the homeless situation just breaks my heart.

I feel a sense of sorrow for those in the midst of burying loved ones in a season so often associated with joy. And my sympathy also goes out to those among us who are observing Thanksgiving for the first time since the loss of a close loved-one. So as you gather for your merrymaking, and toast the season, please don’t forget to say a prayer and extend a kind gesture for those who are going through.

Asante Sana

Peace and Blessings Always