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That SUNDAY MORNING Dancing

In Communication, Griot, Music, Self Improvement, Video, weightloss on June 25, 2017 at 9:43 am

Didn’t catch the spin cycle class this weekend? All may not be lost for burning calories if you’re going to church this morning.

I’m a church going gal, from the bible belt in the south. Pentecostal principles have shaped my being since the age of twelve. I may not share brother Swaggart’s taste for hair (hair spray) or sister Tammy Faye Baker’s make-up regimen, but I do believe in the dance.

When club goers go to a club and the DJ spins the steel just right, something invokes them to dance – some more choreographed than others, but still when the mood is perfect, all dance breaks out on the dance floor. Well, the same is true of the church. When the conditions are perfect, (the word of God has gone forth and praises are high), it is not uncommon in a pentecostal church for a dance session to break out.

Enjoy the comedic dance renditions in the video. These dances do look similar to the dances I’ve seen on the pentecostal floor. It’s good to learn the names of the dances too, in the event that … ‘Go on and laugh at yourself.

Christians dance in the spirit, much like  club-goers dance to worldly music. The only difference is in the intent of music (and vibe) that moves them. Club goers yield their dance skills to worldly music and Christians yield their dance to gospel music.

Either way,  calories are burned and an exercised heart is earned.

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Good morning brothers and sisters, the gospel vibe can be enchanting,
I’m Qui
Reminding thee to stay fit – with That SUNDAY MORNING Dancing.

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Ooo Wee, Lifey.

In Communication, Griot, Music, Self Improvement, Video on June 4, 2017 at 8:25 am

Here’s an appropriate metaphoric quote from the jamming Kendrick Lamar:

“All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead shower
I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower
So I can fuck the world for seventy two hours”

YES! I love a ripped mind that rips lines of depth.
Kendrick Lamar is speaking well and it’s yielding me wet.

Ooo Wee! Good morning Lifey! You ain’t left me and I’m glad.
The fun we’ve been at, outcurves the bat and I’m having a blast.

I love your ass. Ooo Wee.
I thank God for your totality.
I am well and quite happy with thee.
We’re in this together; me and my Lifey.

If we weren’t already fused as one, I’d court ya, even more.
The world is packed with partakers; a cluster of pimps and whores.

Pimp is metaphor for game pushers and the whores are those who’ll sell all to get it.
Reality shows, fad muses, commercials and satellite news’age – are viable ways to hit it.

Then there are those of us who prefer a more affective game
So we gravitate towards elevation; the intellectual lane.

Most of us write, some of us speak
All in an effort to positive tweak

bernie-mac-wait-a-minuteMe? Ooo wee, Lifey,
I may as well be Bernie Mac’s wifey.

I’m sweet as all get out and I do mean well,
Though I’m quick to shoot unnecessary b.s. to  hell

As I look up, lift up and elevate out.
Life is too short to not express or to pout.

I’m Learning.

Don’t catch gout in your energetic flow.
Tao is teaching me that. It’s ours to know.

Ooo wee, Lifey, I am really feeling you today.
I’m Qui
Kinfolk: Good morning to thee. Don’t forget your affirmations – Don’t forget to pray.

“Think higher,
Feel Deeper.”
Elie Wiesel

An End and a Begin

In Comedy, Communication, Music, Networking, News, Self Improvement, Video on May 19, 2017 at 4:03 am

weekend-party.jpgYesterday came and yesterday went
and all the while my time was spent

running the streets going to and fro
to finalize the affairs of a man named Joe.

Joe is MY DAD, some folks called him Redd,
it’s because he had freckles and flaming hair on his head.

Had he lived to see June 27th, he would have been 70.
Today we’ll memorialize a man that meant the world to me…

Much happier will be I after this huge moment of closure indeed.
After the veteran send off, we’ll congregate among ourselves and delve in the feed.

Comfort food.

We’ll laugh and talk, give dap and hugs.
We’ll likely run through many familial stories of love.

And then it’s on to healing and living well. I’m just a few years past 40.
Life is at hand, enjoy the lay of the land; and always remember to party.

Feeling stuccato? Drop some E40:

After the party, ol’ Saturday morning will roll in sweet
and I’ll brave a smile before the floor shall meet my feet

Because I’m alive, I have the activity of my limbs and all is well.
God bless the family of the late Roger Ailes.

The FOX NEWS giant was doing fine just in the Summer of last year
when a forced resignation is all that the Murdock sons would hear.

Not to rehash old news but he was let go,
post allegations of sexual harassment when female employees said ‘NO.’

My, oh, satellite news has been popping beyond Pennsylvania Av
— none of which is okay, or poised to make us laugh.

So on a lighter note
for you, I have a joke:

A taxi passenger tapped the driver on the shoulder to ask him a question.

The driver screamed, lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went up on the footpath, and stopped centimeters from a shop window.

For a second everything went quiet in the cab, then the driver said, “Look malex-baldwin-pillow-cover-laugh.gifate, don’t ever do that again. You scared the daylights out of me!”

The passenger apologized and said, “I didn’t realize that a little tap would scare you so much.”

The driver replied, “Sorry, it’s not really your fault. Today is my first day as a cab driver – I’ve been driving a funeral van for the last 25 years”.

Anytime is a good time to start something new & productive in life,
I’m Qui
The day is yours, take the opportunity to soar and smile while you’re covering the miles.

Hindsight will prove it all worthwhile.

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It’s getting FUNKY

In Communication, Griot, Music, News, Politics, TV Shows, Video on May 17, 2017 at 5:06 am

Last night as satellite news was spilling it–
The world beside me was watching and reeling it.

Taking notes.
Making jokes.

On that man in the white house
whose not working but should be kicked out?

I don’t know, I’m not crazy about the orange homey,
but he had my patience-pending then he fired Comey.

And then he did an interview with Lester Holt
to prove his good mind may be on the fro.

He admitted on camera like a bird that sings
how he fired James Comey while thinking of “this Russia thing.”

McMasters, Huckabee-Sanders and Sean Spice alike
Have all looked like fools behind Trump on the mic.

Each one braving reporters to buff for the orange twitter.
Just to have the rugged pulled from under them; the prez is no quitter.

Sean is worn out and Huckabee-Sanders is looking crazy.
McMasters came out with a “non-denial” denial, like that would phase “we.”

But to phase or erase from yesterdays memory — It did not.
It just reconfirmed that the SPOT is quite HOT!

Pennsylvania Avenue is still the hottest soap opera (to date) brewing.
Isn’t the prez protected from being court dragged by the suing?

Some are hinting the prez to take a thwarted term and go hiate
after it was leaked that he asked Comey to drop the investigate.

Look guys he’s 70. He is living long,
but that holds no guarantee on the mind being strong.

We should all be concerned
from what I’ve learned.

My father passed 2 weeks ago
and he was only 69, yo!

But I can tell you from recent dealings
a strong mind is not what he was feeling.

In fact to watch him slip on basic judgments — broke my heart.
To recognize the prez may be “slipping in judgment” would be smart.

Sadly, it’s Ivanka’s daddy. I too am a Daddy’s girl.
So yeah, It’s Getting Funky is the jam being heard across the world.

Good morning baby, It’s Wednesday again,
Pray up, stay up and forgo building sin.

I’m up early with my cup of jo and a smirky grin,
I’m Qui
On that Dr. Dre piece. ‘Bout to run it again.

It’s Getting FUNKY!!!

Fridays Contact

In Communication, Griot, Music, News on May 12, 2017 at 8:10 am

fridays-contactGet close and catch a whift
of this Arizonan gift.

No. We did not come together and pass PROP 205
but a contact with GOOD LIFE will get you high.

Styles P said he ‘GETS IT,’
lyrics over beats  – he spits it.

Me? It’s Friday and I’m on point.
Life is good to me, she’s my joint!

I’m with you – let’s call it a “blessed anoint.”
Life is at hand, stand erect and boink.

You catch that?

Oink! Oink! Pork-it. Stuff it with all the good things that you’re into.
Then inhale the wind through your sail and pull a smirk or two

because, see, your eyes may not get red, but your mind will be lifted.
My render is your encouragement, of which, I’m yielding; I’m gifted.

pepe-lepewGet close and catch a whift then go out there and conquer the chart.
Smile at a passer by and share with the broken – your heart.

If 205 had passed I might have encouraged you to “pass to the left.” 😀
I’m Qui
and Fridays Contact has got me feeling intellectually dope… a bit def.

I woke up and inhaled LIFE
from there it seemed everything was alright.

If you’re living
start giving
to yourself.
Health over wealth.

#InhaleTHAT
Friday’s Contact.

Good Morning Monday

In Communication, Griot, Music, News, Politics, Self Improvement, Sports, Video on May 8, 2017 at 5:26 am

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I am quite alright and refreshed
Yesterday God was good and I copped the best rest.

Wooo and Yes! Do indulge, and tell how are you?
No child, I’m not crying any more – I insist, I am through.

I’ve de-puffed my eyes and returned to caring for me.
SELF PRESERVATION, fam, is still key and good for Qui.

Ooo Wee! I’ve also learned a lot about me and “loss grieving,”
It released the shopping gene in me – my CC was cash heaving.

I killed DSW on Friday evening. I tell you, me…
They said I had a $40 credit so I spent (more than) bills of 3.
I reckon it’s just how I grieve. 🤗

Dear Monday: it’s good to be back. I am so ready to settle in.
Last week I took an “L”, this week I can only WIN.

Big Sean knows what’s up,
Take a minute and jam his cut:

Congrats to the French peoplethey voted beyond hates hump
And sent Marie LaPen packing – they didn’t want a female Trump.

I’m so happy for them (the French people). With unity they’ve made no exit.
They didn’t follow our funky dumb asses like we followed Brexit.

Oh heck! It’s too early in the week for me to start “a read“…
Aw that’s a lie. Reading gets me by.  Pardon me, please.

I’m akin to starting up early and carrying on, rather late.
I’m also tuned into what’s going on this week with Sally Yates.

What is this business that the administration is tangled up in?
And what do you mean you skipped the vetting process and let Mike Flynn in?

Is this the old “I just copied off of her,” antic that dummies used in high school?
Or do they really think the world is “like them?” A bunch of knowledge-less rich fools?

Either way, this day has got to be a funday.
There’s nothing like congressional testimonies on a Monday.

Cleveland Cavaliers! We saw you, baby! All Dunks and laughter.
After you put that can of whoop ass, 4-in-a-row on them Raptors.

King James keeps doing his thang, so I’m encouraged to continue to break through,
I’m Qui
And Good Morning Monday. Communing with you is what I do.

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I love it, too.

A weekend of lifts

In Communication, Griot, Music, News, Self Improvement on March 6, 2017 at 7:35 am

I’m a Leo, a romantic kin; an extrovert to no quick end.
I’m a loner filled with cues of intend; I have an abundance of fam but very few friends.

So please hear me out as I intend to express
The goodness I’ve found in a sisterhood connect.

The weekend came fast but exited slow.
My girlfriends and I were on the ‘to and fro,’

Las Vegas was the destination, We were on our spectating grind.
Then we caught a shuttle bus to Moapa to kick it with HIGH TIMES.

And we did — along side other new found friends.
Our moods were elevated but not as much as the winds.

The winds were 30mph, the wide open space was perfect for vent.
The ladies and I camped out Kosherly in the SuperVip tent.

We met vendor upon vendor and one person after the next
who were more aboutpeace & harmony” at this laid-back connect.

No. It was not a Woodstock at all — and many cried “not fair,”
For the simple fact, that there was very little MaryJane in the air.

It seemed the reservation that hosted the event
was threatened with ‘illegal ramification imprint.’

They were instructed not to sell and/or distribute any weed.
There were many vendors and products but no State Fair winning seeds.

There were plenty of food trucks in the case folks wanted to eat.
There were all kinds of art, apparatuses of sorts and a pair of dancing trees.

Ludacris was on marquee to perform in that heightened frame.
He turned out and rocked the crowd – though the scene mirrored his name.

It was “ludacris” for Feds to have restricted the reservation hosting the event
After thousands of dollars for booths were spent,

after thousands of dollars from guests poured in to commemorate…
Moapa Valley had the dustiest plate.

Nevertheless, between the information learned and the consolations earned

👉🏾We had a grand time.👈🏾

We lived like ballers without the alcohols but With all of the pent house plush.
We ran the streets interviewing folks that we’d meet in the sin city stripped rush.

Excitement did gush, slot machines rang and dispensaries did their share.
While High Times had no verge to grind – on the strip MaryJane was in the air.

Harmony seemed to have followed the scent.
A good time was had – a good time was spent.

Today we are back on the grind, all smiles and so much wiser.
High Times hails the best networking events – but missed the fire.

I’m a Leo, a fire sign; known to live life high.
I enjoyed our party of 3 – my two girlfriends and I.

It was a 3-day weekend and we used every hour
To lift each other up and compliment shower.

Were we socially productive? Did we get any good info?
Yes we did, a summit of the minds was bridged and elevated with no smoke.

We came and we saw
The clash of state and federal law…

We were educated and we educated others on a myriad of things.
My sisterhood circle is a networking production – not a fling.

This was my first CUP Event, I hope to mingle amidst many more,
I’m Qui
Good morning Monday and dear girlfriends. The weekend was a hell-of-a-score!

A Happy Heart

In Communication, Griot, Movies, Music, News on February 17, 2017 at 5:31 am

a-happy-heart.jpgA happy heart is what I’m working with
I’m happier than the cast of Chapter 2, John Wick.

Have you seen the interview/trailer shtick? It’s got potential burn.
I was captivated by the behind-scenes look at Larry Fishburn.

Isn’t he calling himself Laurence and not Larry now?
Laurence/Larry, Clean face/hairy — I love him anyhow. 😀

A happy heart is mine today! Dare I try to shake it.
It’s deeply rooted in my soul. I’m high and wouldn’t think to fake it.

An opportunity to share goodness? Everytime I see it, I take it.
I’m high y’all with heralding gall – Good is in progress. I make it.

A happy heart is what I’m dealing with. What is it that you’ve got on your chest.
If it’s something other than love, drop that bug and get to doing what works best.

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Lighten your burdened load of mundane
and elevate your heart and elongate this chain.

Chain of Love, I’m trying to link it.
No haters in this click. Those suckers will sink it.

Speaking of Chains, I heard that soon there’ll be a halt in melodic excitement
as The Queen of Soul Aretha Franklin has announced she’s going into retirement.

Retirement? Now? Isn’t she a spring chicken?
When it comes to Gospel tones Ms. Franklin’s vibes are bone stickin.’

I hate that she’s calling it quits – still pending a few more tour dates.
I do love Aretha Franklin and pray that PROSPERITY remains her life long fate.

Yay!
A Happy Heart is mine today.
I promise you that I’m going out to play.

My retirement is far off.a-happy-heart1
I’ll spend my youth…a productive cost.

I’m learning the ropes and minimizing losts.
I’m utilizing and executing, preparing to be boss.

A Master at the Art of Living draws little distinction between his work and play.
I’m working at mastering the art. Living good yields my heart happy today.

Hey-ey! Whatchu say? Life is tricky and that I should watch out?
A happy heart means vibing smart and cautiously moving about.
I’m not into the wince nor the pout.

Life is at hand and things are looking pretty golden.
I’m Qui
Saying Oui-Oui! I’m producing goods to be beholden.

Approaching life with A Happy Heart
is me doing my best to hold a productive charge.

2 Hours of TAKING THE STAGE…

In Communication, Griot, Movies, Music, Networking, Self Improvement, TV Shows on January 12, 2017 at 10:28 pm

taking-the-stageOMG! What an awesome broadcast. Did you see it?
I’m glad I did or I wouldn’t have really believed it
would be so good and so deeply uplifting.
I found the broadcast while channel surfing and sifting

because I don’t watch a lot of network television
I blindly landed on The African American Music and Stories that Changed America – rendition.

I hadn’t seen any commercials advertising the event
and there,  the better part of my evening, 2-hours were spent.

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Mary J Blige opened the show – it was a very appropriate and proper note

There was Usher, Fantasia, Christina Aguilera and those Broadway singers too,
There was Common, Dougie Fresh and Chuck D reciting Paul Laurence Dunbar and Langston Hughes.

There was Gladys Knights, but no Pips, Mary Mary and Shirley Caesar —
John Legend, Stevie Wonder and the Howard University Choir – no preacher.

ABC SPECIAL - TAKING THE STAGE: AFRICAN AMERICAN MUSIC AND STORIES THAT CHANGED AMERICA, a star-studded special commemorating the opening of the Smithsonian's new National Museum of African American History and Culture, taped at the Kennedy Center in Washington DC, 9/23/16, will air as a two-hour primetime special on THURSDAY, JANUARY 12 (9:0011:00 p.m. ET) on the ABC Television Network. (Photo by Fred Watkins/ABC via Getty Images) ANGELA BASSETT

Angela Bassett introduced the memories of Lena Horne, Nina Simone and Billy Holiday

And a host of others that played their part in blessing us too —
It was good to reflect on the American History of YOU.

This was the celebration of the Smithsonian African American History and Culture Museum in DC.
I am grateful from the bottom of my heart for a place that will house the history of WE.

I’ll drop by the museum often to reflect on and gaze upon
those fragments of time that I do call my own.

The Smithsonian is a fine home and so the party went off without a hitch,
I’m Qui
Fading-to-black the TV because the last two hours satisfied an Historical itch.

THANK YOU
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For thinking about WE.
It sho’ felt good to me.
XOXO

Ricky Harris was the Big TAA-DOW!

In Griot, Music, News, Video on December 28, 2016 at 7:22 am

Good morning family, good morning friends:
The other day The Dogg Pound lost a very dear kin.

While morning surfing Tom Joyner, Claudia Jordan, Porsha Stewart and the likes
I came up on news of a fallen soldier of dimensional mics.

Ricky Harris was a comedian, an actor, a voice over nut and a preachers son.
His comedy was slick, he made me laugh til’ I was sick – he was about that fun.

He went on and crossed over the other day
and a broken hearted Snoop Dogg had this to say:

LIFE IS SHORT. I say it all of the time.
You hear it in conversation – you hear it in rhyme…

I don’t know if Taa-Dow * was sick, but 54 is not a senior age
to many of the 80-somethings near my hood – Sun Lakes is all the rage!

I do love LIFE. I say it as much as I can
and I will miss Ricky Harris – Gosh darnit I was a fan.

And so today is still Hump Day and early in its birth.
I wake up taking nothing for granted – embracing LOVE and her girth.

Love isn’t always a svelte feeling, like when your mom popped you in the head–
for sassing off, cussing through-a-cough or that ill-compassionate thing you said.

That is LOVE in its firmer form and sometimes it is absolutely necessary
to ensure that you’re on course with your journey; acquire tools you must carry.

Some would call this “the girth” of LOVE, but you know the seasoning is in the fat.
So next time you’re rebuked out of love, flash a smile and be THANKFUL for that.

A beautiful day is dawning @ 7am in my Arizona hood,
I’m Qui
Feeling like “Oui-Oui!” Because I’m alive and God is good. 😀

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Ain’t nothing wrong with celebrating, embracing and bellowing a laugh.
Trust if Ricky Harris were alive today – he sure would have.
xoxoxox

*Taa-Dow was another one of Ricky Harris’ characters name in audio skits via Snoop Dogg CD’s.