Monday, September 29, 2008

"Hungry?...Go To Sleep"

Says Brittany the day before I left. For those who don't know, she can't cook at all, and even the stuff she can cook poisoned us a few times, lol! So what is her solution when she's starving? Sleep! And lucky for me I had her to give me that valuable piece of info because since I'm fasting, I told the Man-of-the-House I wasn't eating, and he really listened to me! I almost started crying lastnight, I was so hungry! Then I remembered those divine words, "Hungry?...go to sleep!" And it was all good. I do however, eat know, break-fast!

Boyz Dem

The boys in the neighborhood decided to recruite me as one of their own. With so little girls in the town the boys get excited about new female faces.

Friday, September 26, 2008

"Kumily Kumily Kumliy Kumily Mily, Ya!"

LOL! Chillin' by the trees is a beautiful thing. Up, in the Hills of Kerela playing Richie Spice and watching the monkeys playaround right outside my door. I arrived just before tourist season started so I'm getting rock bottom prices for everything! The folks are nice, they stair at me like I'm Michael Jackson but it's all good. The vibes are high and I feel free. Mamma's coming home soon but in the meantime hold it down.

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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

The Air Element

People come in, people come out...You make a connection one day and the next the bridge is burnt. Nothing is sticking. Everything is up in the air. So I figure I'll float too.
I'm leaving here shortly. It just doesn't feel right. I'll most-likely go to a small town called Kumily, north of here. That...or maybe Alleppey, I don't really know yet. I think that's what this situation is all about. Not knowing, not being certain, comfortable, around like-minded people, and the list goes on. I've got over a month to get answers. Not really sure of the questions though.
And so it goes...

Tuesday, September 23, 2008


Word to Muhsinah!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

What A Difference A Day Makes

I feel like a child all over again. I think the fun part of being a kid will come later...but for right now all I feel is lost. I stand quietly behind people to watch how they do the simplest things. How to order food, how to wash your bowl, and where to put it when you're done. How to greet people, how to dress, and even how to wash myself. Within the beauty there is confusion. And honestly I think it's a common feeling amoungst the Westerners. There are alot of white people but still way more Indians than anything. I've only seen one other black woman and she is the second black woman I've seen in India so far. People are nice for the most part. A nice woman helped me when I arrived and was lost. I couldn't open my temperary room and another woman helped me try to unlock it...They gave me the wrong combo. Another woman even paid for my breakfast because I didn't have rupis. It's like starting your life all over again with no memory of how things go. It's beautiful though. Black crows fly around like pigeons, the sun shines through the palm trees into the cafe. People seem extremely quiet..even when they are speaking. Like, peace. I wish you all could have this peace. We find it how we can through all the hustle of the city, but you all deserve to be given this type of peace. Not scrape up a bit of calm here and there; dusting off tranquility and paisting together the good parts of life. There's too much stress in our lives...we all know that. But to know and to experience are too different things.

I could say the biggest craving has been the desire to call each and everyone of my friends. Each for different reasons. Beyond food you guys have been my sustainance. And I think one of the biggest things I'll get out of this experience is the feeling of overwhelming appreciation and gratitude for every friend I call family. You are missed.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Thank You

Thanx to everyone who came to the listening session at Yume. Had a really great time. A lot of love in the air!

I'm actually getting ready to head out as I type this. Just had to show my appreciation :)

Sunday, September 14, 2008

A History of Dreams

Check the sampler to the EP! My man melo did his thing on the production and we hope you enjoy it!

Bon Voyage

Scribbled words in my Dream Book that I almost can't make out; A pamphlet to the Ashram in Kollam; a few sweet words  from close friends...I can't say that I'm ready because there is no way to be ready for this type of step. But I'm making it anyway.

Following my listening party I'll be hopin' on a plane to Mumbai, catching a connecting flight to Cochin, and then getting in a small "car" for another grueling 4 hours. My destination is Kollam, Southern India, by the Backwaters where the river meets the ocean. A small ancient town where using elephants as a mode of transportation is the norm. A quiet place where I hope to find answers to strange memories that fade in and out of focus. Here's to new mornings and clearer days!