#decoloniallove

[syrduav]

If you have hard things to say, say it in beautiful words

- Lee Maracle

[steppingintothecircle]

[jhtrap]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tV2AquN7DPk)

[jhtrap]

JHT - Jose Tapiaz verso álter - nativo Sustancia de Pluriverso 2012

[jhtrap]

PROMO NUEVO DISCO “TAMBORES DE AGUA” JHT

[wild-y-cleva]

Come here I'm 'bout to take you higher #higher #JCole #loving in #blackandwhite #blancoynegro #chillaxing #flawless #natural #DecolonialLove #honest #true #TodoBien 🌑💜🌘

[claudiaserrato]

#DecolonialLove <3

[erynnemichelle-blog]

I am in Love.

Yes. 

They tell me it is a day to celebrate love. 

And I smile quietly as a thousands orchids bloom inside - and I am at once surrounded by the wasp's hum.

I am in love with each morning. When I open my eyes and give thanks to the Creator for the light of a new day. 

I am in love with Kã wee ooma aski, the original mother- as she holds me close and paints my face- as she raised me as a warrior daughter. I rise each day knowing my journey will lead back to her.  I am in love with three strong hearts- one who is water- for she held me for nine months inside of her- and bore me with water as life. She cleanses and heals and soothes and sees. Mother. one who is earth- who walks slowly and asks quietly. He is safe and home and the protector of all good things and stories. Father. then there is the fire- In the darkest of corners she burns brightly- a constant vindication of truth and symbol of dance, vitality and light. Sacred Feminine. Partner in Life. Other body of my spirit. Sister. Why yes- I am in love,  I am in love with this work. This unfolding of the universe herself. This work of connection and creative contention with all that oppresses. I am in love with my ancestors and their ability to survive. I am in love with their songs and my responsibility to sing them. I am in love with my mentors and friends who open my eyes- heart and body to the creation of a world where all worlds fit. I am in love with this work of resurgence and watch as the orchid inside blooms into a thousand okas.

And then there is him. I am in love with a man. For the first time in a way older than my body. A man who has mastered the art of gentle strength and who has walked through many lives- a King. A man who stands by my side eyes fixed on the horizon- in shared work and purpose. Bound by cells and liberated by the beauty of it all. We watch in wonder as we co-create something new.... something not bound to time, let alone one day. Partner.  They tell me today is a day to celebrate love. I smile knowingly- and say:

Breathe in, knowing we are made of All this, and breathe, knowing We are truly blessed because we Were born, and die soon within a True circle of motion, Like eagle rounding out the morning Inside us. We pray that it will be done In beauty. In beauty.

-Joy Harjo, Eagle Poem.

*Photo by: http://www.peruzzo.fot.br/