Sunday, October 25, 2009
hiphop namaste debut
The church of hiphop and my ancestors had a baby. Hiphop Namaste is Mauri Parks, mother, Bainbridge Graduate Institute sustainable MBA 2nd year student, feisty and fierce. Today I take my shaky first steps into wearing the cloak of my authentic self, transitional transformation and consciousness evolution in progress... I had an emotional epipany while listening to Brother Ali on yet another rainy day in the "Wood". His new album Us is so beautiful and uplifting I had to do some soul claps during the final track of the CD. Rule number one of sustainability is if you don't believe enough to evangelize the product maybe think about leaving it alone. Hmmm...that's pretty deep. Okay, how about this? On this day forward and forever more I declare my love for and wed thee sustainability until death do us part. In the mean time I am thirsty, in transition mode and stumbling around in the dark. And have happened upon a body of water with a beam of light shining from up above. I never thought to look up. Following the spiral of my soul levitation, finally I have risen to the surface to meet the reflection of myself diving into a long deep abyss into the shadows. I suppose we could call this my cyber blogosphere coming out party. After several weeks of deliberation and dissection of mental models I finally landed in the brave new world of me. The evolution of my voice in my own time. Only love and gratitude for you sharing namaste prime mental landscapes. A debut peek glimpse into my world of words, the physical manifestation of hiphop namaste thoughts.