Just learned of the passing of definitive rhythm master Max Roach.
We thank you for your legacy of sound and dynamic style.
Peace and comfort to Daryl, Raoul, Maxine, Ayl and Dara and all of those who knew him well.
Blessings,
DivaCardista
www.blessedstarcards.com
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Lost in the Sauce
We are emerging, gently emerging, from too much "yes!" and o so little "no".
Too much "I'd love to/of course i'll join your group/.org/ministry/guild/board/initiative" which always blossoms into two subcommittees and three tacitly understood volunteer "opportunities"...each. (Add to that the nasty grind of *!%*&^# Medicaid for Mama ...ouch.)
Yes, honey. Had to turn off the TV and have us a good few plenary sessions with our own Divaself and prayerfully rediscover why we were clocking 12 and 14hour days with nary a poem nor a rewrite, neither sketch nor scribble to show for it!
"I'd love to..." What kind of love is this? that doesn't include you!
In short: re-discovering & then minding the business of my life just came off the back burner, baby.
As La Bassey tells me daily and even now as we speak, "we've got a lot of living to do!" which is hard to accomplish if you are always hunkered down in this war room or t'other thrashing out best practices and language and politics and ...well ...essentially ... crap that has little or nothing to do with why you were sent to this Glorious Orb in the first place.
Saying clear, firm yet loving "no, i won't go with you to the second crime scene" enough times has begun to save my mind, rescue my creativity and wrest my divine energy from the hands of those who, with my good will, ample help, generosity and permission, are & have been getting their goals accomplished beautifully...while mine founder.
Now your DivaCardista is not regretful of anything we've done, nor are we blaming or anti-anyone with whom we've journeyed toward their goals. Not at all. (Matter of fact, when we get our wind back, probably be ready f'more ...but not until. And, certainly, not as much or as often...)
Because, after all, it's not been all bad, we've learned a lot, o my how we've grown ...blah blah blah...
Just ready to get it started over here, is all I'm sayin', where I stay, where I revel and domineer, once again re-balanced and back on track and before this beautiful, dangerously steamy, longed for summer becomes memory.
Not even saying you haven't heard this before, but because it can happen so stealthily and, over time, repeatedly, this giving and renting out pieces of you and your passionate, delicate self, I write today.
And if this helps you even a bit, holla atcha grrl DivaC.
Blessings,
DivaCardista
www.blessedstarcards.com
Too much "I'd love to/of course i'll join your group/.org/ministry/guild/board/initiative" which always blossoms into two subcommittees and three tacitly understood volunteer "opportunities"...each. (Add to that the nasty grind of *!%*&^# Medicaid for Mama ...ouch.)
Yes, honey. Had to turn off the TV and have us a good few plenary sessions with our own Divaself and prayerfully rediscover why we were clocking 12 and 14hour days with nary a poem nor a rewrite, neither sketch nor scribble to show for it!
"I'd love to..." What kind of love is this? that doesn't include you!
In short: re-discovering & then minding the business of my life just came off the back burner, baby.
As La Bassey tells me daily and even now as we speak, "we've got a lot of living to do!" which is hard to accomplish if you are always hunkered down in this war room or t'other thrashing out best practices and language and politics and ...well ...essentially ... crap that has little or nothing to do with why you were sent to this Glorious Orb in the first place.
Saying clear, firm yet loving "no, i won't go with you to the second crime scene" enough times has begun to save my mind, rescue my creativity and wrest my divine energy from the hands of those who, with my good will, ample help, generosity and permission, are & have been getting their goals accomplished beautifully...while mine founder.
Now your DivaCardista is not regretful of anything we've done, nor are we blaming or anti-anyone with whom we've journeyed toward their goals. Not at all. (Matter of fact, when we get our wind back, probably be ready f'more ...but not until. And, certainly, not as much or as often...)
Because, after all, it's not been all bad, we've learned a lot, o my how we've grown ...blah blah blah...
Just ready to get it started over here, is all I'm sayin', where I stay, where I revel and domineer, once again re-balanced and back on track and before this beautiful, dangerously steamy, longed for summer becomes memory.
Not even saying you haven't heard this before, but because it can happen so stealthily and, over time, repeatedly, this giving and renting out pieces of you and your passionate, delicate self, I write today.
And if this helps you even a bit, holla atcha grrl DivaC.
Blessings,
DivaCardista
www.blessedstarcards.com
Thursday, August 02, 2007
in the heat of heat
chillin with some way superonionated guacamole & rob base (it takes two).
had killer workout with personal trainer & am seriously rockin the k turn in the land they call brooklyn. mercy me! turn up the thermostat & the brooklynites will really show you where it's at...and where it ain't.
For instance: in other parts of the planet, when you say double parked, you usually mean that there are two cars temporarily parked parallel to one another about five/six inches apart, thus making the driving area left that much more narrow. But in The Land They Call Brooklyn, double parking really means
Saw a brother on the train eating an open faced wish sandwich. (Whole grain.)
Saw the chocolate thunder and the cinematic wonder that is Don Cheadle in his latest, "Talk to Me". This film is a triumph. Not just because it is so very excellent--from casting to cinematography to Blanchard's sound design--but because it is so rare that we get to see such a range of African American talents showcased on the big screen. Yes, there is quite a bit of language and some sexuality, but the story is what is featured here, not a bunch of profanity and sweat masking weak storytelling. Quite the opposite. It is funny, touching and provocative.
Check it out.
Stay hydrated in these August days of much hotness.
Blessings,
DivaCardista
blessedstarcards.com
had killer workout with personal trainer & am seriously rockin the k turn in the land they call brooklyn. mercy me! turn up the thermostat & the brooklynites will really show you where it's at...and where it ain't.
For instance: in other parts of the planet, when you say double parked, you usually mean that there are two cars temporarily parked parallel to one another about five/six inches apart, thus making the driving area left that much more narrow. But in The Land They Call Brooklyn, double parking really means
you shouldn't even be stepping to me talking bout no mofo driving school and raggedy &^% law, imma stop where i please and today me and my friends happen to want to stop dead in the middle of the road. Now run tell dat!Ah, life...
Saw a brother on the train eating an open faced wish sandwich. (Whole grain.)
Saw the chocolate thunder and the cinematic wonder that is Don Cheadle in his latest, "Talk to Me". This film is a triumph. Not just because it is so very excellent--from casting to cinematography to Blanchard's sound design--but because it is so rare that we get to see such a range of African American talents showcased on the big screen. Yes, there is quite a bit of language and some sexuality, but the story is what is featured here, not a bunch of profanity and sweat masking weak storytelling. Quite the opposite. It is funny, touching and provocative.
Check it out.
Stay hydrated in these August days of much hotness.
Blessings,
DivaCardista
blessedstarcards.com
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