Posts Tagged ‘India Arie’

Most Grateful MONDAY

In Communication, encouragement, Griot, Music, Self Improvement, Video on September 19, 2022 at 3:15 am
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Good morning to your spirit and how do you do?
I’m so glad to be here, so alive and with you.

Every since we spoke on Friday and after I had bid you adieu,
I’ve been a woman ISO progression; a “greater life” sleuth.

And I’m happy to report that I am a receptive sport and that an open mind is key.
For each degree that I conquer, evolution is working for me.

Good morning to thee. What did the weekend find you doing?
Cuddling with your boo, a little kissing and screwing?

What? No shame. There’s no one reading this post but you and I.
So, did I have a good weekend? I did indeed, it was great. I shan’t lie.

I rested… I created.
I meditated and marinated.

I did everything that my spirit needed to yield me whole.
I thought of you, I created, and wrote.

Mmm. Good morning, Monday. I am most grateful to meet you here,
I’m Qui
a “chip off of the old creative block” who admittedly considers you dear.



In Communication, Griot, Music, Self Improvement on August 6, 2020 at 4:45 am


Good morning goodness. How are you so soon?
It’s almost 5am yet, I’m at 5-minutes til’ noon.

I’ve been awake for quite a while, so the sun will need to catch up.
I awoke to playing footsies and then I put-in on some love.

You know that I’m on my cardio; I’m trying to be “less.”
So playing twister with the Mr. is my fat burning confess.

It assists in melting stress. I’ve certainly no stress at this moment.
I do have treatments to bake and POC‘s to make;
creativity is mine – and I’m on it.

Human touch is necessary; the human spirit is real.
Monday through Hump Day we fight to get atop of the weeks hill.

Alas, here we are.
The week has been an incredible journey thus far.


Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

Its capacity to be perpetual has long become mundane.
I won’t lie to you, goodness, I’m looking for things to change

Sex should exceed Thursday’s indefinitely.

Life is a lot like sex. Agree? You’re either giving it or you’re getting.
Think of your bed as a yielding casino – get in there and start to betting.


Are you a stallion or rider?

Pick a horse and ride it like you’re wearing silicone spurs.
Be generous as you broach the cusp; fellas, please yield her’s first.

Pardon me. Do you find this piece to be a bit dir-tay?
Yeah well, that’s usually how I feel on Any Given Thursday.

And it’s okay. We’re all human; we can all relate.
As long as we live, to Mother Earth we’ll be kids
please don’t stall on the grown-up play.
It’s fantastic on a Thursday.

Alas, here we are, happily satisfied before the sun’s rise, yo.
The agile me – will make breakfast for thee and the sweetest cup of jo.

How much more goodness does this week hold?
I’m Qui
A Thursday loving she. Hardly secretive, but quite bold.

Let today find you doing whatever feels good to your soul.