Ch-ch-changes and... a video!!

Hey guys! I'm trying to spice things up on this here blog and thought about making a video. This is actually the second video I've made using my iphone. I just liked this one more so I put it up first. (Kappow Kappow!) I'll post the other one soon. Definitely feel free to let me know what you think. I'm always welcome to any thoughts and suggestions. I'm thinking these can be video diaries of sorts...(oh my gosh, who have I become!)...but in the meantime we'll just take it one day at a time. Anyway, please check out the video below, that would mean a lot. And also, leave your comments and suggestions below!!

Lots of love,

D.
ps. oh and sorry its so long. eek. Just bare with me.

Warsan Shire

Have you heard of the brilliance that is Warsan Shire? My God. This beauty of a human, so equipped with words has existed far too long without me knowing. Her work is brilliant and if you do anything in your next fleeting moments, definitely check out her tumblr, Warsan is Elsewhere. To learn about her and experience her work is to inhance your own story, so please, go forth.

Also check out her video, For Women who are Difficult to Love below. My skin is crawling.

Upwards and Onwards,

D.

Chinua Achebe

1930 - 2013

Rest in peace Chinua Acheba. Your work was a great revival to this second generation African girl. 

Notes to self: #1

stop kissing frogs.

My Alone

I love my Alone. I love the time when its just me and my skin.
Singing, dancing, cooking, breathing, laughing, thinking, dreaming.
I love my Alone. I love the peace and comfort that comes from this skin.
The brilliant, scary imperfections.
I love my screaming thoughts. My desires can be loud or as quite as the leaky
kitchen faucet. They can be still as the late afternoon air.
I love that my Alone needs no validation. No approval.
My Alone sings before an audience of one and is perfect every time.
My Alone is comfortable at the movie theater in the company of strangers.
My Alone is brave, throwing smiles to fleeting faces.
My Alone is forgiving. Letting me know that its never too late in the day to start over.
It gives me space to dream my dreams over and over and over again.
To smile on them, growing with anticipation.
My Alone is affecting, constantly reminding me of the people I have in my life
and constantly preparing me for others.
Even in my tangles with others, my Alone is always welcoming.
Always freeing, always celebratory of all that I am.

How I take care of myself

• cereal. all the time. anytime.
• long showers
• hot tea- ginger and lemon or Ugandan milk tea- there are healing powers in this tea
• drives to nowhere and everywhere
• reading
• writing
• good smelling lotion and oil. your skin is always deserving of some love.
• going to new places, where I don't speak or look like anyone around me. that's how I learn.
• good conversation with good folks
• avoiding pretentious small talk. you hate that stuff.
• sweet things. anything with cream cheese frosting on it.
• cooking something from scratch. it clears my head.
• the Cosby show. my goal in life is to be Claire Huxtable.
• old pictures to remind you how foolish you were/are.
• telling people how you really feel/what you really mean.
• being assertive
• not comparing my life to others
• realizing the magnitude of my own life
• being forgiving of myself
• talking me time.
• talking my time.
• Corrine Bailey Rae, Esperanza Spalding
• riding the city bus 
• calling my tribe - the collection of friends and family that keep me in check
• napping. anytime. anywhere
• praying. 
• Whitney Houston dance parties
• Beyonce dance parties
• dance parties
• dancing 
• good dialouge
•  not to taking life to seriously/personally

D.