Pause 4 the Cause

So a while ago I did a blog about beautiful strangers & I've been my meetin my share of them ever since. I was just chillin @ my local Applebee's studying over a glass of Chardonnay. Chaka Kahn. Legend, John. Anthony Hamilton & James Brown "its a man world," just 2 name a few of the sngs on play. Its a beautiful 83 degree october day & I'm Carried Bradshaw'd dwn n my slouch boots & booty shorts. Scarf & tee shirt w killer shades & windblown hair. Bamboo accersories & playgirl make up +my newfound appreciation 4 freedom= my swagga on a hundred thousand trillion.Lovin evrybit of bein young, black, & successful. So I finished the chapter & bout to do a review by goin back & reviewing the terms.
I could define the terms as I go, but repetition is the mother of learning. So I read it once then skim it again, then go back thru 2 seek & define the terms. The reason I'm ahead w/ all A's now. So I hit the ladies room after FINALLY finishing the chapter. The spicy picante chicken soup & ceasar salade was delish but now I'm ready 2 frshen up. I'm n thre & make small chat w an older diva. (takes a goddess to knw a goddess) & sure nough she was....Full blwn Cherokee Grandparents on her daddy side just like me....mre coincedences came up n convo but what shocked her the most...she'd put both her kids thru college, they both had bachelor's degrees & neither 1 of them went on business trips. I wasn't braggin but more like lettin her gas me up. So anywho, this fiesty fashionista had sme spark in her 40 summin frame that her 30 summin yo hubby wasn't handlin. I broke down the basics of tantric yoga & I tell u folx....i saved a marriage. I'm tellin u, I'm like the only single woman who gives the BESSSSTTTT relationship advice. Ever heard of Aphrodite's boyfriend??? Me neither???? Just had to stop & write about it. She was too boosted. I wish she'd blog an anonymous follow up...wouldnt dat be funny?!?!? Back to the books. Plan to travel for my own company one day....Ole blue eyez my niggaz...i does it my way *Young Phoe Phoe* Baby

On You

He makes me giggle. He's got a temper like me. He's got drive like me and I know he likes me. I know he wants me. I can see it in his eyes. The hunger the yearning. Don't be shy, explore me. Take a journey. To the depths of my mind. I assure you, sweet lover, you'll love what you find. The way he looks at me. Giggles me. The way he talks to me. Engulfs me. And I am set a fire. I am his and he is mine, we are desire. He makes me wanna write from the heart, before it became my skill and it was still my art. He can't quite but would really like; to a finger on me. Lay a hand on me. He really wants to make me coo, ooohhhhhhh & sing. Blink rapidly. Heart rate increases. He is the thesis. The master statement to which all points follow. He is the fruit filling as I lay in waiting, empty and hollow. I am the pill that which he swallows. And washes down the taste. With a lick of lips, his hands on my waist. And one on my thigh. He's playing in my hair, he's making me high. He is smart like I, together we'd be unstoppable. He's good with numbers and I play with words. We make beautiful music together, she is me and he loves her. He adores her, can't erase her scent. Energy-"we got a match that's made on earth, the next best thing to heaven." See I got this crush, he gives me a rush. & it's like wtf?!?!? Tickled at the thought. This gottat stop. But I don't want it to. He says he's diggin me & it's like damn, I been giv feelin you too. Trying to flirt on the low. Who'd ever have thought. I'd die if I got caught, by cupid's aimless shot. Or if this feeling ever stopped. He is everything I ever wanted and what's funny, is that he is everything I did not. It's crzy....boi got me buggin inside. I wish to the gods above, I wasn't so shy. Wish I could tell him I want to see him. NOW!!! No I don't wanna wait. I wish I could plant soft butterfly kisses, all over his face. His hands on my thigh, moving up my butt to my waist. I can tell he wants it, I can tell he craves the taste. With a flick of his wrist, he's playing in my hair. He leaving those manish kisses everywhere. And he stepped right out of my fantasy. He stepped, right in when I aint even notice....ohhh lookie lookie. He's like milk in my bath with oils while sippin tea. He's like sugar and I's like a fiend. I'll dismiss all that independent ish, if he produce a ring. Sike nah, Im faking like a mofo. I like how he's doin it so far, he's respecting my hustle. We got a cool flow. If this feelin ever ends, man I hope it don't. It makes me feel so dainty and light, it makes me all nervous and girlish when he looks in my eyes. I got crush on you. Surprise, surprise. & if u think it's u, then u knw who r. I hope ur readin this...so near, yet so far. Kisses under the full moon, can't wait til the hard copy. Until we meet again my friend, that's be my favorite memory. You make me wanna throw all that to the side and be Naughty. Which is while, I'll be extra good. We going do this right, just like we should. I got a crush on u and I think you're too cute. & I was beyond extra boosted, when I learned you had a lil thang for me too.

Part 2...so read this 1 after reading the 1 below

So Lady learns real fast, that reality is this. Boiz will say a whole lot, make all these plans & promises...BUT when u dnt deliver the pussy, they dnt deliver the promises. & then they ask, when is last time u had sex? *BITCH* wtf? Dat aint none of UR dayum bizness. My thng, if u hate golddiggers so much, y do men like 2 use pussy as a bargaining chip. If she f me, I'll do dis & dis & dat. But still b like, I aint goin bun da joint, I dnt wnt nothin serious. Sex is serious fool! The latest studies prove the leading NEW hiv/aids cases r Black women @ 72% But she aint let me hit so f her, y take her out & try 2 impress het & listen 2 her, do all this & I aint tappin dat? BC ass....dats HOW u get the ass.They dnt realize the quickest way 2 get n her panties is via her mind & spirit. If they cld 4get the ex, the myths, " the all u women" bs If these bois cld stop pretendin 2 b men & take sme tme 2 grow, then mayb, just mayb they wld learn 2 recognize a real 1. Its sad the good girls r lonely while the hoes r treated 2 evry underserved luxury imaginable. So bc I keep my goodies n the jar, I dnt get called back, nvited here or taken there? So u mad bc I have sme standards & self discipline? BS! Its sad that quickest way 2 spot a lame, the fastest way 2 rid of a guy is 2 tell him u dnt wnt 2 hve sex. Actually its a good. Y waste time on a boi, unknowing how 2 behaive? Ladies, dnt gve n @ a glimpse of potential, real men knws its worth the wait & will show & prove. Talk is cheap...Let love fall upon you b4 lust calls upon you...Bc in the end...the few minutes after the orgasm, was it really all dat n e way? Prob not. Think about it. Now I obviously knw the quickest way 2 get rid of a wanna be man, but will sme1 kindly share w the class, the quickest way 2 spot & keep a real man? Let me hear from my brothas...will the real men please stand up? Lady wld like u 2 demonstrate, just what it is 2 b a "man." Fellas, please by all means, take the stand. Show us all, lames included, what a real man is & how he treats a woman.

The Quickest Way

So its been a minute since this Sexy Suburbian wrote about relationships. I'm a lil intrigued. Well not really, but kinda. I cnt b disappointed anymore by this truth I am about to share. Girl meets boi...nah nah nah, Lady meets boi. Lady percievs or more so expects, boi 2 be a man. @ the very least, a Gentleman. Boi persues lady. So Lady & gent talk & Lady is like "ok, we may b on 2 smething here...He just MIGHT not b like all the lames that came b4 him." So Lady explains 2 boi, her values, dreams, goals, aspirations. She shares w him, her views on politics & her position on datin & casual sex. Lady expresses n great detail how casual sex is not an option but gettin 2 knw eachother on a deeper level is the real key factor. Boi listens & even responds as if he mirrors her perspective on all of the that. Lady is impressed & arrangements 2 meet & get 2 knw eachother r made. The stage is set, let the show begin. As the music plays & the 2 begin 2 dance, it becomes quite clear that, not only does boi have no real morals n place, but he has no respect 4 ANYTHING, lady was talkin bout. He tries, repeatedly 2 convince her 2 engage n sexual acts that she repeatedly says no 2. He tells her relax & stop bein so shy. She tells him no, no, & no again & yet, ever the lame, Boi continues 2 try. He attempts 2 lure her w kisses that she dnt wnt, groppin her breats & her behind. Thinkin "she likes it, she just fakin." When boi sees that Lady is stickin 2 her principles, she has put her new peep toe, slouch boot down on the matter & there is NO changin her mind, 1 of 2 thngs happen: Lady rarely hears, or most likely, never hears from him again. These bois r disguised as men. & so Lady is frustrated. Men wnt a woman who aint goin give n2 his pursuits right away. Boys, like children are rushed & eager 2 fulfill their own wants driven by greed & selfishness. Sure lady has boned a guy or 2, off sme Love Jones, mayb Love @ 1st sight. type ish optimistic hopeless romantic or foolish/naive? idk...We'll let love decide...cont

New York, NY

Folx, commin 2 live from the New York ballroom @ the Sheraton NY. I just had the most amazing experience. A yoga concert by MC Yogi. He is increadible & he be crankin. Homeboy off the westside & just rocked da mofo hizzzouse 4 reala. Google him, u tube him. Baby boi is the truth & he starts his concert w a shout out 2 his wife. Now what hip hop rapper does dat? His lyrics r not only "yoga related" but extremely educational. & yet so much fun, referrin 2 da b boy standz, when I say G you say ganesh...alll my ladies say *ommmmmmm*. When I say Atma, u say Ghandi & so on & so on. Now I'm sittin here, 5 steps away from Russell Simmons as he talks about Yoga, hip hop, success. He is 2 funny & his fav wrd appears 2 b shit. He has 2 have the most "enlightened" sense of humor. He is so cool. 2 cool. He says he is so humbled & honored 2 b here addressin yogi & yoginis, normally speakin 2 underprivelaged & trying 2 educate them on yoga, he feels privelaged 2 b amongst people like us, & u & me. He speaks about how gangsta rappers aint as gangsta as Goerge Bush & how every rapper has a charity. Charity is Seva. Seva means 2 b woven. All r 1 & helping 1, helps the whole. To hear him speak of mudras, mantras & of poets & artists. Yoga is everything, u r yoga, we r yoga; even when u dnt knw it. U do it when u sigh out of frustration, stretch b4 a wrkout, hold the door 4 sme1. He sits w Seane Corn, a master yogini as if they r n yoga class. He speaks as a man, proud but honest, pure & true. He makes jokes about his responsibilities: bills, gas,kids, Kimora's earrings. Russell sits here crackin jokes, yet n the man I see, innocence as a child. His posture & body langauge meek, but his voice is strong. He spins his mala beads n his right hand & I see the holiness that drives him. I c the peace that makes him the amazement that he is. I hope 2 b the next Russell Simmons, the next Dr. Theresa Aba-Kay Kennedy. 2 b a powerful influence, 2 hve that type of impact & peace married 2 success. I'm on my way, 4 to even b here, proves it.

Big UP 2 the Big Apple

Standin @ the corner @ 53rd & 7th @ the crosswalk lookin @ my hotel. Leanin up against 1 of the only payphone n the country where it still cost 25c. to make a call. How real is dat?!?!? Watchin the natives, feelin every bit the young Carrie Bradshaw that I am!! Wonderin how on earth, can u still wear summer, fall, or winter clothes & still be n season? October n NY. Like n Boston, I sware the folx here roll out of bed fly. Like they wake up w swagga on "a hundred thousand trillion". & yeah, I'm still bloggin from the block but everubody minds their own bizness so I'm cool. Not 2 mention, I'm lookin everybit the new yorker w my mohawk & unbridled sense of style. I sware I was made 4 NY or LA. No question this young lady could fit n anywhere. I just finished hittin the books. Hangin @ Lindy's w their $20 burgers that cost an extra $3.95 plus tax 4 fries. I had 2 glasses of chardonnay that came out 2 less than any of their meals or sides. Crazy. @ this cool lil restaraunt that I was given the luxury of sittin n the window lookin @ the hotel i couldn't check n. I'm here on bzness & stayin @ the conference hotel: meaning their booked & I have 2 wait til official check n time even tho I arrived 3 hrs b4 check n *boooooooo*. So like, do u think my job wld b mad if I found anther job here & soooooooo did not come home, like ever? I mean, my roomie my b blown but my job wld hve 2 just accept the fact you cnt keep sending away & not expect me 2 fall n love....like seriously. Lady America is so beautiful & NY is sooooo me. I thought the last trip they sent me on left my heart n LA, guess I'm havin an affair bc, man oh man, the scene, the folx, the accent, even the gum on the sidewalk now stuck 2 my boots is awesome. Some1 help me bc I'm addicted.. NY done Ryan Leslied the shit out my ass, 4 real. Guess, I'll go check n...dance n lingerie around my lavishly plush room, while waitin on my room serviced filet mignon & bottle of merlot 2 arrive. I'll b broadcasting 4 the next 5 days from NY, stay tuned will ya?!??.

Headed Out

Its about being blessed & proud of those which I receive. & evn mre proud am I, of the blessing that I am 2 others. Standing @ the train station. 1st train ride smehwre (NY) & its my 4th out of state business trip. The 1st trip put me on my 1st plane & landed the lady phoenix, in Lady LA. I've experienced every joy & inconvience of bzness travel. From lost luggage 2 loniless. Now I stand here 2day thrilled by it ALL. Every memeory is 1 I will cherish 4 a 1000 lifetimes. I've been catered by Black Car & been n some of the most expensive luxurious rooms. I've ran & grabbed a seat on the plane just n time 4 take off. Now 2 see ME @ 23...man who'da thunk it?!?!?. Meeting celebs & politicians. Passin out businesses cards that I've designed & even gotten my 1st place. Went back 2 school & did it all & more w/o help. Its was perseverance, will, & the grace of God that got me this far. I've always been a late bloomer. Late on findin my swag, late on finding my purpose. From the ugly duckling 2 the undefinable. I've been the phoenix n the flesh. Conquering & embodying the flame. Rebirthing myself when neccesary,time & time again. I've severed relationships w destructive people, no matter how much I liked them or they like me. " a grown woman knws when 2 let u go.". I've sacrificied & cried many a nights. I've tasted the fear 2 knw what is like 2 feel like I just might not make it. Like I could just die. I've learned 2 dismiss the darkness & not just give way 2 the light, but 2 BE the light. I've felt like love had 4got about me or maybe even given up on me. I have learned that will never be so. Thru self love, I give way 2 the energy destined I am 2 receive. B the light, b the love u wnt n others & that u shall gain. There is a calming about me. A soothed appreciation 4 the solitude. A relaxed perspective. I am exactly where I am supposed 2 b. Those worthy of the grace that is beautifully voluminous uniquely mine, will stand true; while those less than will weed themselves out. Here I stand. On the platform.

Today I Looked

Today I looked in the mirror and saw a woman profound. Today I looked in the mirror and saw a woman found. A woman of God. The woman destined to wear the crown. I saw a professional business woman by grand design. Today I saw a lady, bonafide. Today, I saw a angel full of innocence who still plays dress up while washing clothes. Today I saw a Naughty Yogi who prefers her nails not to match her toes. Today, looking in the mirror, looking back at me stood a college student. Stood a future participant, member of the National Council of Negroe Women. Im speaking it over myself and claiming it as mine. I stand as the manipulator of my outcome, given my granted time. Today stood potential. Stood passion untamed. Today stood the spark of yet a new flame. There, in my mirror, stood a girl in awe of how majestic it is to witness, the unfolding of dreams beyond imagination. Beyond these worldy things. Today in the mirror stood a diva, a princess, a young empress in wait, for another and another and another and yet another door to open; for so many have been closed in doing so, today I am able to stand in the mirror. And admire my reflection. Changed my surroundings, changed my direction. Today I stand strong without doubt, fear, question or reservation. Today I stand, unbranded, unbridled and uninhibited. Today I stand challenged and more than ever before, confident. Today I stood at the apex of the future, what I want to be and what it will be. I stood staring at the reflection of my destiny. I stood as the creator, the master. The driving force behind all that is good and pure. Today looking in the mirror, stood a stone, a gem, a scent, a fragrance, a color, a hue. An enthuastic visionary, optimistic dreamer, spaceships don't come with a rearview. Today I saw a lover of music. From neo, to go go. To latin opera to r&b to rap and hip hop...it's bigger than hip hop...to the classical. Today, I told the worry, Im going on simbatical. A hopeless romantic, a romantic fanatic. An accomplishment addict. Today stood a traveler, a take off junkie. Come get high with me, come fly with me. Come be fly with me said the wearer of wings...looking back at me. Feels freest amoungst the clouds. Today stood the giggler, not afraid to laugh out loud. Today I stand upright and proud. Today stood faith and a faith beyond what you may know. Today, peaking back at me from the mirror stood the glow. A vision that I have never seen more clearer. I aint afraid to admit it, just stand back while I spit it. Hot fire, today stood the light looking back from the mirror. A slave to all things fashion and a muse to all who dare taste of piece of my inspiration. Today stood in the mirror, uniqueness, originality. Today I looked in the mirror and recessitated life into a being once broken and bruised. Today I saw the healing take place before my every eyes, today I was the light breaking at sunrise. Today I saw what I never thought would be seen at this age. This day in that way. Today stood someone who wasn't afraid to take a chance, who dove in headfirst...believing. When believing became so easy because it was so easy to return to the state of all knowing. Today was the beginning of what had been on hold and deffered. Today I looked in the mirror and saw lyric phoenix give birth to Amber.