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"When Love first tasted the lips of being human, it started to sing." Rumi. This Song, this Blog, is My voice, and My truth. A First Generation Black British Woman's Truth...The Tune of which, I Joyously Dance to.... It is my belief that as a species we are called to Rise Up and Realise ourselves as the Humane Beings we are made to be...The Ones that, In The Beginning, Love was so totally smitten with, Knowing Full Well Our Essence & Potential. My Invitation to you here, on this Blog, is for us to get together in greater numbers and Dare To Live The Life Imagined ...and Rejoin the UniVerse in Peace & Love Song & Most True Self Dance... Please sign up to receive New Blog Posts, as well as like, comment & share. Website: https://innersideout.net https://linktr.ee/Fromtheheartsoul Email- andstillirise9@outlook.com Telephone: 07504 891 108 First time Published Author of Back To Love.... Available to buy at Amazon, Waterstones, Barnes & Noble, Book depository... https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1913479552/ref=cm_sw_em_r_mt_dp_TUtTFbMRGPEMQ https://www.waterstones.com/book/back-to-love/denise-james/9781913479558 https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/back-to-love-denise-james/1137738193?ean=9781913479558 https://www.bookdepository.com/Back-Love-Denise-James/9781913479558 Peace & love, Light💛

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Peace & Love,

Light..

What Black Women Want…

The most disrespected person in America is the black woman. The most unprotected person in America is the black woman. The most neglected person in America is the black woman. Malcolm X

What Do Black Women Want?

What Does Black African American, Caribbean Women Want?

From the world, what She wants is to be equally valued, respected, treated fairly, as everything human came out of Her and Returns to Her, though the world steals from Her, carbon copy Her, without credit; with no shame. Like slavery days, when it was okay to beat Her, vilify Her, AND allow Her to feed your child from Her breast…which tells me, deep down, you know Her true worth..as the following quote says..

The soul has no secret that the behaviour does not reveal. Lao Tzu

Deep in your soul, you know; deep in the world’s soul, it knows…

You can’t keep a Good Woman down.

From Her white Sistreens, especially in the world of work, What the Black Woman Wants from you is for you to stop taking Her assertiveness and Her fight against injustice, so personally!

When She is targeted and gets caught up in it-in the isms & kisms, stop calling that aggressive! Own that aggression that the hand of privilege has raised you up on; then come again, corrected, then maybe we can become more united and together truly work towards the dismantlement of women hating patriarchy.

And from the Brothers, don’t get it twisted, before all this came to be, We existed, as One, in a Garden called Bliss, made in Love’s Image; joined together as Foundation of Ancient Civilisation & Beyond. Founding Mothers & Fathers. As it was in the beginning, so shall it be Above. So embrace Her, don’t chase Her away, She’s your complimentary and needs you in all kinds of ways, as your struggle mirrors hers & is one of the same.

If you hate on Her and deliberately choose as your pride Other than Her, know that (unconsciously) you are throwing shade and hating on yourself and on your race.

Choose another if you wish, just don’t solely base that decision on wanting to get away with shit, by playing “guilt trip,” and placing the Other on it…I will leave it there. As Bob Marley said, “If the cap fits, wear it;” if it don’t, there won’t be no need for defensiveness.

And to Us Sisters, please feel allowed to lay down your arms, at necessary times, and do away with completely living out the myth of the strong black woman. That you most definitely are, but you are also very human. So stop acting as if you can do it all by yourself and don’t need no one else, least of all a man. That talk is just hurt and disappointment. Allow yourself to be vulnerable, I promise you, all hell won’t break loose. I know being vulnerable is difficult to do in a world where you are being constantly assaulted, overlooked and abused. But for wellbeing sake you simply have to. You’re tired. Tired makes us miserable.

And in regards to being parents, let’s all the more raise our boys to be grown men, as in our love for him and how mistreated He too is in this world, we can unconsciously overcompensate, getting in the way of his growth, treating Him as eternal little boy. And as young men and grown men, when they fall, and/or the world knocks them down, don’t rush to go pick them; help them to Rise Up themselves. Give them the measuring stick of a King. Help them to experience that kind of self-fulfilling prophecy.

And for the Girl Child, don’t weigh her down so early in caregiving responsibility, let her have that room to breathe, to be, to please herself. Teach her self-care by modelling that behaviour yourself: that’s how children learn, not by what you say and don’t do. Equally as important, teach her how to make and keep boundaries. By doing so you will save her from many a broken heart later on and keep her safe from perverts who prowl around childhoods.

As the following quote says about the value of boundaries..

Boundaries are the distance at which I can love you and me simultaneously.

I will leave the topic of hair here (smiles).

This subject is obviously very emotive for me as a Black Woman of African Caribbean Heritage..as a voice still unheard and unreckoned with across the diasporas; relegated to the bottom of many a pile. But I smile, cos, you see, given a choice, I would still come back into this world as me, as there is a certain wisdom that comes from being in that bottom of the pile position; to quote Harriet Lerner,

In relationships between dominant and subordinate groups, the subordinate group members always possess a far greater understanding of the dominant group members and their culture than vice versa.

I do not claim to speak for all Black Women. I speak from my experience of being one. And I speak from all the Black Women who have peopled my world, past and present. I write this piece to provide some clarity to those truly interested in knowing What Black Women Wants. This question has already been mused generically based primarily on White European Women wants & needs, but as you can see, as sisters, the world has made our needs and wants very different.

I have also created this piece as tribute, a tribute I believe Black women are incredibly worthy and deserving of. So when inspiration struck this week during my morning jog, I quickly had to put pen to page and overarchingly say,

You..

You BLack Woman Are Beautiful, Original, Phenomenal..

You, We deserve to be here! Here & equally cherished, protected, loved, revered!

You have been Instrumental in the making of this world!!

Life Sees You and Knows Your Intrinsic Value. I say that again,

Life Sees You and Knows Your Intrinsic Value.

My Sister, Mother of all mothers,

I SALUTE YOU!!!

A Rose in a thorny world..

Peace & Love,

Light..

Why

I had a dream last night
that I died and The Lord
asked me, why?
Why when I was alive I
wasn’t myself?

And all the excuses that had once
served me well, now didn’t mean a thing,
because in Truth? I never dared
go out on That limb,

to the place the Lord later shared, held
her most precious fruits-
a place where I never could lose.

I cried that night, deep, bitter tears of regret,
then tears of Joy when I arose, and realised
there was still time, yet.

And never again did I forget
to re-member myself-and respond
to The Call to Share and Express,
those God, Given, Talents.

November 2004

Peace & Love,

Light 💛

A Labour Of Love..

Back to Love, (also known- experientially, as Black to Love).

“You wander from room to room hunting for the diamond necklace that is already around your neck!” Rumi
Back2lLove: Transformational, Inspirational & Beautifully told with Soul, Full of Heart..

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Peace & Love,

Denise James- aka, Light..💛

On My Kind Of Love..

Kahlil Gibran – 1883-1931

On Love…

Then said Almitra, Speak to us of Love.
     And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:
     When love beckons to you, follow him,
     Though his ways are hard and steep.
     And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
     Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
     And when he speaks to you believe in him,
     Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

     For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
     Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
     So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
     Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself
     He threshes you to make your naked.
     He sifts you to free you from your husks.
     He grinds you to whiteness.
     He kneads you until you are pliant;
     And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.

     All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.

     But if in your heart you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure,
     Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor,
     Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
     Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
     Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
     For love is sufficient unto love.

     When you love you should not say, “God is in my heart,” but rather, “I am in the heart of God.”
     And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

     Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
     But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
     To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
     To know the pain of too much tenderness.
     To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
     And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
     To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
     To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;
     To return home at eventide with gratitude;
     And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

Peace & Love,

Light…

Black history for life…

Black history, like a pet, is not just for October, it’s for life, and more importantly, for the National Curriculum. One of the main purposes of History – Personal & Collective – is to look back to learn; to look back to Evolve, Progress & Grow…NOT TO glorify & justify atrocious inhumane decisions and violence. Not to mis-educate & perpetrate propaganda…And we wonder about the state of the world!? The state of our Personal & Collective…This is not rocket science, just simple mathematics.

More Power To The Truth and its Prevailing 🖤🔥🖤

Peace & Love,

Light 🔥

Nearly Here…

7th January 2021…Available to buy Now on Preorder at Amazon!

Sometimes we can- who we truly are can, get lost in the dust of our own raising. The world can write all over us creating all kinds of erroneous beliefs, life experiences and chances. But we are made from Awesome Material. We have a Power within us, that something inside us soo strong, to recover and reassemble our One True Self, which returns us Back to love, and in so Being & doing, helps us create bigger and better things for ourselves…way outside of the so called good opinions of others…

Creating bigger & better things in the face of a world that would have us believe is not possible, preferring instead for us to believe we are not worthy and are far from deserving of. My book, Back to love, Shows and Tells how I did just that for myself.

Writing, and taking up the Recovery & Self-Rediscovery Journey Back to love, was a labour of love I wholeheartedly took on and completed, not just for myself, but for my race; for my loved ones; for those who have never known self-love; for the world…

It is my belief that whatever hand life deals us, we are called to Live & Be The Light..

Lights Of The World

..in a world that continuously needs lighting up…more so than ever in 2020..

Peace & Love,

Light..

P.S…Here it is!

24 hours With Grace

Gracious Grace, I am finally Allowing to visit today.

I didn’t realise how perfectly Grace Knows,

The Way;

Grace Picked Me Up and swept me away

from all angst and pain; with the paradox being,

I had to Allow Original Pain in to Receive Her.

Grace Amaziness IS…

Yielding, though far from compromising; invisible, yet

Blindingly Present, Everywhere…

Yes, Grace has Great Gifts to Give, and I am, in this time,

Allowing myself to it;

In This Time, Yielding, Releasing, Fore Giving….

Getting out the way so Grace can reach me and show me

how Great Life Truly Is…in its ISness…

How Comforting Grace Is Also!

In Her Presence I want for nothing: NO-THING!

Her Love for Us is Unlimited and is filled with

Impeccable Miraculous-ness.

I plan to keep letting Her in, until

She Is More inside than out,

and I Come to Know what life In The Here

& The Now Is All about…

Peace & Love,

Light…💛

Outside The Spiritual Closest…

I AM A SPIRITUAL BEING TRYING TO HAVE A HUMAN EXPERIENCE AS BEST I CAN WITHIN THE CONFINES OF HUMAN LIFE; THOUGH IN SPIRITUAL REALITY I AM, BIGGER THAN ALL THAT

EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS ON THIS EARTHPLANE, DEEP DOWN I KNOW, DO & DOES PASS, SO I NEED NOT FREAK OUT TOO MUCH- IF AT ALL, AT EVERY INCONVIENCE, EVERY PAIN; EVERY CHALLENGE, ANY TURN…

FEELINGS & MENTAL STATES PASSES, AS DOES HAPPINESS; BUT JOY, LASTING HAPPINESS’S ELDER SISTER, IS EVERLASTING, ESPECIALLY WHEN I AM, AND WHEN I STAND, IN THE KNOWLEDGE OF MY BEING BIGGER THAN ALL THAT.

SO, THE WORD IS: LIFE IS NOW; PROTECT YOUR NOW…THE TIME IS NOW, AS NOW IS THE ONLY PLACE TO BE, TO BREATHE, TO LIVE, TO LOVE, TO DREAM : TO HAVE OUR BEING.

AS A SPIRIUAL BEING I AM RE-VISITING ALL THIS; RE-MEMBERING ALL THAT, AND KNOWING I HAVE THE CHOICE TO CHOOSE LASTING HAPPINESS, OR NOT…

CHOOSING HAPPINESS IS AN ACT OF COURAGE FOR HUMANS, JUST AS BEING WHO WE TRULY ARE UNFORTUNATELY IS AS WELL…

SO, HELLO, LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO MY VERY BIG FRIEND…

A BEING WITHOUT BEGINNING, BEING WITHOUT END...

BIGGER THAN ALL THIS AND ALL THAT..

WAY ABOVE ALL ELSE..

PEACE & LOVE,

LIGHT..

The Sparrow Of Lasting Happiness #2

My Spirituality is everything. It saved my life, it kept me alive, it urges me to follow my dreams which houses my most true identity…The That of why I am here; here in this life, in this space, at this time, to share so’s that those down by the river in need of spiritual awakening aren’t left thirsting, forgetting themselves: forgetting their Am of I…

I am coming out, More and More, rooted in my truth….

I am Daring Greatly, and only those who Dares similarly I am open to, to your opinions….though people who Dare Greatly don’t have them…don’t need them, as they, like me, are living their true identity dream and dare not lose precious time in all that, that in the greater scheme of things, matters not….

The poem below I wrote some years back. As I was writing the above it came to mind, so I changed the original course of my Intention in writing this blog piece and share that poem here instead…

Why

I had a dream last night

that I died and The Lord

asked me, why?

Why when I was alive I

wasn’t myself?

And all the excuses that had once

served me well, now didn’t mean a thing,

because in Truth? I never dared

go out on That limb,

To the place the Lord later shared, held

her most precious fruits-

a place where I never could lose.

I cried that night, deep, bitter tears of regret,

then tears of Joy when I arose, and realised

there was still time, yet.

And never again did I forget

to re-member myself-and respond

 to The Call to Share and Express,

those God, Given, Talents.

November 2004

Peace & Love,

Light..

This…

A.D.D

Earlier today I was listening to Elizabeth Lesser’s book, Marrow, and I just had to share something I read there that resonated with me. Before I do, just to share that every book I read-that I reach out to read and/or it finds me- comes when I am facing something that is challenging in my life that is calling me to further growth and self/understanding. I loved Elizabeth Lesser’s book Broken Open, which I read maybe 10 years , or so, ago. Her soul speaks to and resonates with mines in an effortless and easy way.

I chose this book, which I am going to share an excerpt from, during this time of death being so very much part of our lives and the world with the advent of Covid -19. In the midst of covid-19 and its sudden prevalence of high death rates, especially back in March and April, and having experienced the loss of loved ones losing loved ones, I felt the need to make peace, again, with death: with this twin that comes with human life, which we humans finds hard to accept and live with, let alone bare when it comes knocking. I very much wanted to find a way to quell the fear in the world and the fear in my everyday, so off I went searching for the right (now) book. Books have always been My Way: My Way to find A Way.

Okay, now to share the excerpt that Spoke to me today and Inspired me to share it here…

“It never ceases to amaze me how much we all suffer from ADD, not Attention Deficient Disorder. The ADD I am talking about is Authenticity Deficiency Disorder, a condition you will not find in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders because I made it up…

But still, it is real and like many disorders Authenticity Deficiency Disorder manifest along a spectrum…

Some of us have a mild case: we go through the day with a low grade embarrassment of being human, hesitant to show our true face with all its odd and magnificent irregularities; reluctant to look inside and do some house cleaning and get to the marrow of the self…

Others of us fall on the more serious end of the Authenticity Deficiency Disorder spectrum: our sense of inadequacy and shame is overwhelming and crippling. Serious Authenticity Deficiency Disorder can take the form of depression, anxiety, fear, isolation; it can hold us back from fully living; it can make intimacy impossible…

Most of us fall in the middle of the Authenticity Deficiency Disorder spectrum: sometimes pleased about who we are, sometimes ashamed. Sometimes clear about our paths in life; oftentimes befuddled and stuck…

In the privacy of our own nutty heads we imagine everyone else got the instruction book, but not us. Indeed, we suspect there may be something uniquely wrong with us, but we keep that insecurity to ourselves; we keep it secret…

And then we try to cover it up with all different sorts of facades and defenses that over a lifetime becomes habitual. We try to look the part of someone whose got it all together…

Depending on what we think the world wants from us, we try to sound cool, act strong, be smart. Or maybe we hide behind a macho mask, or a good girl persona. Maybe we act the good girl part when what is called for is a rebel; or maybe we act the rebel even though there is nothing to fight..

Meanwhile, back in the Marrow, our shining soul is what the world really wants…

…but we don’t believe that.

We believe the opposite: that if we look too deep or share too much our basic unacceptability would be found out…

So, we relate to each other on the surface because if we reveal too much- show our cards, we won’t be loved, or won’t be accepted , or won’t belong…

We’d be taken advantaged of, we’d be judged, and excluded…

But that is a supreme misunderstanding…”

And so Lesser goes on…

Similarly, I believe that this world and its inhabitants have a supreme case of Authenticity Deficiency Disorder…I also believe that death scares us so when we are not living an authentic life; when we are not being our authentic self. Death scares us so when we know deep inside that we are not living a life pleasing to ourselves & to our true potential. That is what we are here to do and be, not carbon copies, not what the world tells us is acceptable; not how the world pigeon box us. We are, and we have, Agency.

Isn’t that what deathbeds regrets are full of….? Life-Unlived.…woulda coulda shouldas…

As the lyrics of a song says (the name of which escapes me) Be yourself; everyone else is taken..

I had it too, and am recovering therefrom…Daring Greatly every single day to be me, simply…

Peace & Love,

Light…

P.s. Let Your Authentic Shine Bright…

The world, like never before (in our time), needs Your Light…

Needs Your Difference-Making..