Tring to get the hang of blogging

Well, I ask myself what is this blogging. I am going to read some other blogs to see what exactly this purpose is. How about it is at the end of every one of my emails. I did not know people could read what I say. I am not that private, well not private at all compared to most, but hey blogging to the world, now that is a concept. I am chilled at the thought, that I may be venting, and then it could be taken the wrong way. Well, Ummh I do not know how I feel about this. I saw some blogs on raw food talk. I wondered why are those blogs so neat and pretty. They looked so well put together. I am still trying to figure out how to get the kids pictures up on this blog. OK let me do a little more research on how to personalize my blog. I will have to let it sit awhile about folk readying my every thought.

This evening trying to slow my mind still

Well I read my last blog and was I spinning. I have not been ready my, A Thousand names for Joy, by Bryon Katy. Well any who, today my brother had to have surgery to remove his gallbladder it was gangrenes. He is doing well I hear. I did not see him because I can not come with Olu. My husband went late at night to see him. My mom was still there and his Son Lamumba. they say he is very well, he is up and smiles and talks very little but gives you the Michelle Obama dap. Well, I am still trying to quiet my mind. My eating is still off. I think preparation is the key. I will persist tomorrow. I am cleaning slowly after out flood. Yes our house flooded.

doing the WORK by Byron Katy

Listening to yourself be quiet is not easy. Like right now, I am purging the talk from myself. I have to learn to be quiet, even to myself. I want to be more grounded in my raw life. This is why I believe my mind is chattering so. Raw food, not sushi, or raw meats. Earth foods, like fruits and veggies. Well, It has just hit me to rest in quiet i will continue my journey about my food. Cooked food, is addictive, the fire makes it so, even as the fire burns the nutrients from it. I wished I was as committed about the nutrients as I am about my children receiving breast milk. I trust that the body will extract what it needs, so I do pizza. But when I eat raw fruits and veggies I see the richness of my breast milk, but i still ate the pizza. I chose cooked food over the good of my child? God is great and Olu, my son is safe. The good earth is so loving and gracious, breastmilk is made that even if you eat out side of the best, baby can still be well nourished. I know this, he is our fifth child Olu. He was born 8 pounds 12 ounces. He was healthy and vibrant. Olu was born with a VSD he received heart surgery at 6 months, and again with flying colors he persevered. Never a down day with him. He is outstanding and we are all grateful to know him and grow in love with him. Olu will be 8 months soon, in 4 days. He is magnificent. He has one other brother Menelik, and three sisters Nia, Nzinga, and Talha. We are blessed, all that we need is inside us, here on earth.

Love Imani

Imani

Fasting

I am entering into a fast. I want this to be a talk fast, a food fast, a complaining fast. I am letting go of so much these days of mine does not need.
7/29/08

African-American is an etnicity like being Irish-American

I frequently here FOLK saying why must you have this organization or that organization. I use to be amazed, and question who is asking such a strange questions. Is there not an Irish American association, Italian American Hall of fame even. Then it just dawned on me, African-Americans are not seen as an ethnic group. Like not all Irish people fight and drink, not all African-Americans listen to rap, and sell drugs, and wear do-rags. Not all Appalachians eat raccoon or hate others not living in the mountains or are poor. We as Americans, meaning all in the pot should broaden our thinking.

Obama spoke today, I am of the human race

I do not have any heavy talk about what Obama so eloquently said. But I did want to put it down in history that today I am no longer just my culture African American. I am of the human race. I human.

I might say, nappy head ho's is not racial

Yes, he is ignorant. He said this I am sure in ignorance and plain meanness. Imus is his name, meanness is his game. This does not make him a racist, just ignorant, like many other people out there in the world. Nappy Headed is very sensitive in the African-American community. He is too ignorant to know you do not talk about a Sista's hair. Our hairs beautiful in its own fullness and glory. Do not compare apples and oranges, but you can prefer one over the other. Sounds like our issue, this nappy one. Have we read "Happy to be Nappy". America is not alone with its level of ignorant people but must every issue be an argument of race. Oh yeah America is built on race issues, like slavery, Jim Crow, deportation. I say do not participate with silliness. He is Silly, and made a silly response. Lets tell him he is silly and incentive and he looks crast, and perhaps a bad sport. I am more concerned about his insensitivity to humans. They are women, no hard working athlete wants to be called a "ho". Nappy is what happens when you are born with curly hair and you try to make it straight, and you expected it to stay straight while you sweat. The hair is nappy, so what. He is mean and insensitive to women. All woman rather they run and sweat, or sit still and pose want to be seen as beautiful in there own human right. Why fire him, the station that hired him was looking for outrages, ignorant, personality. They got it, fire him for what? Being ignorant and mean it perhaps was a job requirement.
IOF