“One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain…”
-Shila Iris w/ Bob Marley
I’d love to have you join me next Saturday for a unique Wine Tasting! Everyone is welcome!
Dress in your Afrikan garb so we can take some fine family pictures. If you don’t have any, please, come as you are. Peace and Joy!
Purchase tickets here or pay at the door.
Shila Iris aka Honey
Tonight we dance!
The symbols of a culture, a heritage of humanity, mean a lot. When they begin to disappear, be very concerned. So, the moral of the story is: wear your color, wear your art, wear your culture to remind you of where we been and we’re going. Don’t give up. Sankofa!
Besides, color is so dope!
I stay woke,
Shila Iris aka Honey
If you don’t know him, you should. Try him. I did, and I am very pleased…
Birthday: February 20, 1985 (Age 32)
1.Jesse Boykins III & MeLo-X: Black Orpheus…
“I played her heart strings…”
chase Jesse with Eric… “Met her at Howard, lived in the Towers, same floor that I was, which did allow us, to sit and talk for hours, in between dealings, and all this unveiling, clearly there was feelings…”
2. Eric Roberson: A Tale of Two
Eric’s Birthday: September 25, 1976 (Age 40)
chase Eric with Raheem… “I’m so proud, to have a lady, a Queen who wears a crown…”
3. Raheem DeVaughn: You
Raheem’s Birthday: May 5, 1975 (Age 42)
Raheem with Bilal… “I wish I was drug free, sometimes…”
4. Bilal: Sometimes
Bilal’s Birthday: August 23, 1979 (Age 37)
and Bilal with Musiq… “You’re my baby, my lover, my lady. All night, you make me,
want you, it drives me crazy. I feel, like you, were made just for me baby…”
5. Musiq: So Beautiful
Musiq’s Birthday: September 16, 1977 (Age 39)
and then, with your last glass of wine before bed… “You won’t regret it no, no
Young girls they don’t forget it, love is their whole happiness, yeah, yeah, yeah…”
6. Otis Redding: Try a Little Tendeness
Otis’ Birthday: September 9, 1941 (deceased at Age 26)
Jesse. Eric. Raheem. Bilal. Musiq. In that order. Otis. ♥
You got me… I am Shila (pronounced Shy-lah)
Look closely at this bag. Now scream! This is absolutely beautiful. For a person like me, who loves African and African-inspired fashion, I feel like I hit a gold mine. Sistas and brothas, you must indulge in this greatness.
Today is Friday, and perhaps you have some extra cash, or disposable income left, and want to reward yourself for a goal that you accomplished. Well, this is the way to do it! Check out the Orijin Store! I am all about African fashion and this company hit the nail on the head with this line of amazing accessories.
Ori j i nal Design, Culturally Inspired. Visit Orijins website to see the full collection of bags, glasses, and signature clothing. Given my beliefs in living the Nguzo Saba 365, this is a purchase I can be proud of because it’s for us, by us. You can share in this greatness too, if you’re ready. Sure, break the rules! 🙂
I will be getting one of these amazing bags. Based on my experiences with leather, the price is really good – $169. I think you should go for it. I love, love, love it. No pressure, though, you don’t have to love it. Just give it some time. I’m sure you will.
Shot out to Orijin for supporting my art on Instagram. Much love. Peace.
You can find them on IG @orijinculture and I am @kushqueendom
I’m sending signals to your mental, so we can connect… see you soon,
A NEW HORIZON IS SLOWLY COMING INTO VIEW. Finding solace tonight, I closed my eyes to meditate and this memory came to mind. The year was 1995, and I remember hearing the needle drop onto the vinyl. I knew something good was about to happen. My mother put us to bed, and she and my father convened for their after hours date at the dining room table. They would eat a late dinner, smoke something green, and try to work out their differences. This was their ritual. We children, tucked away in our beds, would drift into Atlantis. The guitar at the beginning always made me feel warm and at peace, like good music does. I soon fell asleep to the sound of my parents muffled voices and the Isley Brothers. These memories are priceless. For a long time, my mom and dad were in love and really good friends. It was beautiful back then, and so simple. They had to divorce after 19 years because of my fathers drug habit, but after he kicked it, they became cool again. I always thought I’d have a friendship like theirs, because in everything there is good. So, with this memory, my tears dry up, and my night fades to black. Peace.
The year was 1997, and online music was no where to be found. Most of the world experienced solid, art-based hip-hop through Rap City, Video Vibrations or through either the Vibe, Source, Right On! or Word Up! magazines. My older brother was a hip-hop nut! He introduced our family to this raunchy, fun, yet highly political style of beat-based poetry. When I saw my first Wu-Tang video, Triumph, I was so intoxicated that I wanted to be a rapper. The intensity of the lyrics made my heart percolate! The fast-paced imagery tugged at my youth, urging me to be free. The 10 men I saw on the screen were raw and oddly intellectual.
They seemed to be well-read, open, and real. They were from another world, far away from where I was from. The beats were right up my alley. I was intrigued. The music of Wu-Tang has taught me that we can’t sanitize Black life, making it appear to be easy, and we cannot not alter our stories to please others. Life is what it is. Give it to them raw. I feel blessed to have seen them perform live. It was a fun experience. I also saw the solo performances of Ghostface Killah, and last year I saw GZA perform in Akron, Ohio. RZA had a book talk at the public library, where he shared parts of his personal life story, talked about the business side of Wu-Tang and explained his book, The Tao of Wu. These men are such heart throbs! Their ability to be honest makes them all the more attractive. Whenever Wu-Tang is in town, I will be there, no doubt. The Clan is an ultimate example of the Nguzo Saba aka 7 Principles of Kwanzaa. If you ever see me in the gym, nearly falling off the elliptical, it’s because I’m listening to Triumph, and I have gotten so lifted, that I’m in another world! Be careful when you listen to the Wu. Peace.
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