Ankhet Rumi

In this episode, I’m sharing a personal practice I use to release anxious energy and station myself in the core of my being. It’s a combination of offering awareness to my body, and light. This is not a professional practice nor is this practice intended to replace medical care. Consult a doctor or health professional if needed. Do not listen while driving.

From, “Kama Sutra, a Tale of Love”

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Liberation feels like

Wanting what’s wrong,

Doing what’s right.

Liberation feels like

Wanting what’s wrong,

doing what’s right

This poem is dedicated to the black men and women who love one another. I pray we fix this.

U know.. the fact that wombs are still bringing forth Garvey’s, let’s me KNOW that which we call God is real. The spirit of Garvey survived the transatlantic trade, the 400 years that followed, the most brutal form of abuse humanity has ever seen….and will continue to thrive in the eyes of our contemporaries. Those like chronixx. Those like Malcolm. Those like Ali. Those eyes like Bob’s. And Miriam Makeba’s ..

The fact that black wombs Still bring forth Nanny’s. Bogle’s. Malcolm’s. Ture’s. Makeba’s. Tubman’s and Sankara’s…reminds me of the reality of God.

Those like Sebi still coming forth to heal. Cleo Sol still singing. Sade still calm. Farrakhan still on his deen. I know things seem bleak, but I’m THANKFUL for the light that withstands. Still filling our Mother’s wombs.

Rumi said if you’ve loved any of the prophets, than you’ve loved them all. Same light. So this is for that Eternal Light. Filling our prophets and our messengers. Our healers. Our singers. Our artist. Our freedom fighters. Our scientist and our historians. Long live that Light.

Blessed Earth strong Garvey. We thank you. We love you. We see you..

A poem dedicated to the black man and woman. I pray we Fix This.

A poem by Ankhet.

A poem by Ankhet.