Day Fifteen: Everything’s Yellow!

It’s Thursday, so I am of course at the gallery…where I love to be. Seriously, I am probably the busiest person I know without a typical job. Wait…not true. Most of my friends don’t have typical jobs. Cool! I like that about us.



We can’t always vibe together, but we aren’t in a hurry to vibe with the average joe either. Besides, the average joe kind of sucks.

That wasn’t always the case but since the advent of Trump World…people who call themselves average joes are decidedly patriarchal racists. So, there’s that…but back to me and my loving community of weirdos, artists and eccentrics.

Solar Plexus Week will make a sister focus! I mean, I don’t ever think I’ve been this truly introspective. Turning BLANKETY BLANK BLANK years old has really caused me to look outside myself for the first time. I’ve been trying to situate myself into spaces that aren’t meant for me. Now…I feel free enough to really question and analyze me. The ME I am. The ME I present. The Me I Am Becoming.

Manipura chakra infographic. Third, solar plexus chakra symbol description and features. Information for kundalini yoga
Manipura chakra infographic. Third, solar plexus chakra symbol description and features. Information for kundalini yoga practice

It’s Beautiful.


I Don’t Even Know What Today Is…But I’ll Go With Day Twelve.

Time is an illusion anyway, isn’t it? It’s Solar Plexus Week and I am Loving It. Lessons that I needed to really apply, because I kinda already learned them, have presented themselves…and it’s only Tuesday.

First, I learned a while back that sex without any really intimacy is a waste of time. I’ve also learned to listen and ask questions when someone offers sex to me. I don’t want to waste my time getting dirty, faking pleasure and driving home unfulfilled. I am soooo glad that I am smart enough to apply this knowledge instead of recreating tragic scenes from my 20’s. In fact, that may be the title for my next movie, “Tragic Scenes from My 20’s”. It’d be an emo-comedy/ after school special.

So, I turned down the sex. One, I knew it’d be bad because he kept saying things that didn’t sound like he’d even considered my pleasure. What gives dude? If I just wanted someone to shove a foot-long pole in me, I could do that myself…and that is not sexy to me. I feel proud of myself, too. I didn’t slink away. I actually had an empowering conversation with said dude. I let him know that what he was offering was not interesting to me in the slightest. He seemed to take it in stride. If not, I did… and if he can be selfish, I can be cavalier.

Solar Plexus work is like that, I guess. I even said to him, “The Universe got jokes,” and chuckled a little. I’m loving this chakra cycle. I feel myself growing. Who knew? I’m learning myself after all of this time.

12931904 - the solar plexus chakra

Day Ten: I Took A Little Break from Writing

The past couple of days have been pretty hectic. The alternator went out in my car yesterday. Good news is that I made it home with help from Na, my second mom aka mother in law. I called my brother, who was recently hit by a garbage truck while driving to work, and he said, “Call Mac.”

I don’t recall ever having met my Cousin Mac before yesterday. He’s my Mom’s cousin as well as my Cousin Biscuit’s cousin. Don’t ask. My parents are from a small town. So, my Cousin Mac is quite the car guru. He took out the alternator and is having it rebuilt. Not for free but dang near it. It’s true what they say, Blood is Thicker Than Water.

Gallery Night is tomorrow and I am so glad that I prepared my walls on Tuesday. I did not make it in today and not having to stress about getting ready was a great relief. As the old folks say, “Thank you, Jesus!”

I mean with all of the drama, I’m still grateful. I didn’t have to get a tow truck. My family was able to help me out. I met my Cousin Mac, who is hilarious by the way. My walls are pretty much ready at the gallery. Life is Good.

The Sacral Chakra is the center of creativity, sensuality and pleasure. I’m taking pleasure in the blessings and lessons. I’m learning how to take it easy when it comes to trying to date. I’m painting and creating.
Isn’t that the point?

Day Eight: Creativity, Pleasure and Sensuality…Sacral Chakra Time

I can tell its Sacral Chakra Week because I’ve already read two of my favorite romance novels and gotten a phone call from a guy I haven’t heard from in a while. The books were way more exciting than the call. It’s time to get me some happy!

This time around, instead of focusing on finding love, I’m focused on loving myself and getting some money! As a living artist, creating financial opportunities for myself has become paramount. Without a traditional job to fall back on, selling art and scheduling events for the gallery is my priority. Creative energy sits in the Sacral Chakra. Time to creatively build my money stacks and put out beautiful pieces of art.
In fact, it’s time to go paint!


Day Six: J’ouvert Must Be French for Debauchery


I have to make this quick. The Flight of the Conchords Live is coming on in a little while…and I’m stoked about it! I love Brett and Jemaine. They’re quirky boyfriends I’ve always wanted. Maybe, One day.


Speaking of Live, I went to my first J’ouvert Festival. It felt kind of like Mardi Gras but cooler and with less drunk frat boys. Some of my family members were organizers, so I ended up getting a free ticket. I didn’t know it was a morning event, so I planned to head out in the afternoon. Then, I saw some photos on Instagram around 9am, checked the ticket and it said 7am—2pm. Dang! I jumped up, got dressed and headed out.


After a traffic experience that I will not detail right now, I made it into the festival. As I was standing in line, it started to rain. Not a cute little summer shower. A full on, cold wind and heavy droplets down pour. No one seemed phased. In fact, some folks started dancing and blowing whistles. Alright then, I can go with the flow. No problem.


I’d smuggled in a small container of tequila. Don’t judge me. As I was standing under the awning of the recreation center with the other revelers, I took that sucker to the head. Like magic, the sun appeared, and the rain stopped. Awesome! Stumbling out into the mud, I joined the line of dancers, singers and DJs circling the park.

Now, I sometimes rest on bitch face, so I decided to actively smile. The more I practiced my automatic smile, the more fun I had…and that felt good. I found a truck where they filled up cups with liquor. This very nice, and quite handsome man noticed that I was having a hard time getting noticed by the bartenders. He indicated that I should hand him my cup. Within minutes, I had a full cup of vodka and Redbull. Yes, Ma’am! He even had the good grace to leave without flirting. Yay!


Ok…I’m slowing down now.

Anyway, it was a fun day. I came home completely inebriated and fell asleep. When I woke up, Flight of the Conchords was on, the series not the live show. The live show is coming on in a little while. I’m going to rock the party!


Day Five:  Aka the Day Before Is Recapped Here.


So, yesterday was a blur but included a lot of really potent spirit work and as Hammer would say, “It’s All Good.”


Today is Mr. Ako’s Twenty-Third Birthday. To prepare, this dedicated mom set wheels in motion. I ran to GameStop to pick up the Birthday Game (Honestly, the kids just either go with me to pick each other’s game or send me a screenshot because I am CLUELESS when it comes to videogames.) It paid off because today because, Ako enjoyed the game, cake, mochi bites (ice cream wrapped in a rice dumpling) and that makes me happy. I have an adult child…now, ain’t that somethin’?

me and jabaris

Root Chakra Week has been so Healing. Once I set my intention, Source has provided me with support, guidance and the lessons I’ve needed to learn. Without much effort, I’ve been able to eat the foods that support this chakra. Listening to binaural frequencies and meditations has been stimulating that energy of security, stability and strong foundation.


As for now, it’s time to relax. The cake has been cut and the song, sung. Mr. Ako is playing online and Mr. Amir is hanging out (online) with his friends. I’m about to shut this laptop, go in my room, put on my jammies and watch reruns of Xena and Black Dynamite. Power Friday in Effect! I may even paint…a little bit, if I feel like changing out of my pjs and into my paint jumpsuit.


Day Three:  Freddie and I Enjoyed Our Day


This morning was beautiful. It’s always a beautiful day when I wake up to Queen. Not just any song by Queen. My favorite song by Queen, “Somebody to Love”. This song reminds me of Sunday morning church…with a twist. They sang the sh@t out of those words. Freddie? Well, let’s just say that I cried when he died. His space will never be filled. I love when he visits me in song.

I’ve been fired up with ideas for not just the gallery but Art Mama Moves as well. I took done my vision wall a few weeks ago to make room for the things I took out of storage. I didn’t think it would affect me as much as it apparently has, on a mental as well as a spiritual level. My affirmations used to be all around me. I know now that it’s time to revamp a new vision and put it up.


This Root Chakra work has been amazing. I love that this experience has helped me grow. Not just grow, I’ve come to realize some truths that I’d been willfully overlooking. Sometimes we must let go of what we thought we wanted in order to see something even greater.


Which leads me back to Freddie. How wonderful that as I was wrapping up my day, I turned on the radio in my truck and “Somebody to Love” was playing again. It couldn’t have been coincidence. Freddie was singing his heart out, for a love that hadn’t shown it’s face yet. I’ve cried out in that way and I feel the words every time I hear them.

I am Grateful for this healing time. I am Happy to learn how to live happily and be fulfilled. I am Thankful for Queen.


Thank you for spending the day with me, Freddie. I love you.