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Nia provides women loving womyn of color, like myself, the opportunity to connect and celebrate our full humanity. This is an awesome space that I have attended for years, that I highly recommend. Here I am rejoicing with other powerful sisters and sister elders at our closing ceremony. Simply rejuvenating! Nia means purpose, and that is exactly what it attracts- Purposeful Women. Fore more information or to register visit:  http://niacollective.org/wp-nia/category/gathering-2013/ Scholarships are available- ask me how I know! *   Disclaimer: This post is   not   an endorsement of this organization, and more so shares professional opinions. This report is an op-ed piece, and encourages those specifically seeking more info to to make the most informed decisions from a wide range of perspectives, with this as one of many.  I encourage those seeking it to find the best fit for your unique needs. I hope this piece is both informative and enjoyable. ...

Title: Divine Eros Unravels: An inherited choreo-Poem by Sacred W. Taneshia K. Campbell (Co-birthed with Emerge fam. and Spirit :D!) Narrator cue (offstage right): Facial expression: All Emotional arch- Happy/ JOY/ upward movements Yesterday I was Sacred - age 16 Movers Enter stage right to Center stage: (Movement of desire going towards stage: left- of audience) Sacred +1/1 cue opening: enters & molds image and facial expression of Divine Love. Characters Cue marker (except Polina): One at a time enter as image of divine love... Be sure image on face holds true to emotional intent of character. I started out as a temple dancer. I was so honored to be called by Spirit. To praise. moving in tantric form. Divine bliss expressed It started out as a commitment to God Dancing with Spirit gave life a new meaning A generational family calling So I sent for my Jamaican aunties and mother to immigrate Receive An honest ...

Divine eroticism breaks me open and heals me whole or Eros amidst adversity! I am Sacred  age 22 Eroticism is laying on my momma's belly Her super clean while cluttered one bedroom apartment in Crown Heights Brooklyn Holding one another As the images of the television flicker in the window Breaking into fraggled light particles Sneaking past the steel black window guard Keeping thieves and light out Listening to her light filled breath In & out Healthy again Cool My hot head and soft baby hairs stroked by her thinly lined finger tips Giggling To the season finale of "Once upon a time" Screaming "Emma, why won't you just believe." Fantasy real- OUR Church on a Sunday night No words just warmth Brown arms wrapped around One another in our street clothes My mom's pet peeve overlooked It's like a prayer Love MaGniFied. She  No longer scared of my ga...

poem Not your ordinary love poem Love ginger orange poems Oozing over the tablet on my smoothe thighs and hips massage into my Ghirardelli chocolate skin memoirs Feeling free again To write my erotic power into Existence Omnipresent eroticism You see when I was just a wee age of 7 An old man tried to take away my young innocence Not knowing my dad had already collected his treasure years prior For so long feeling like spoils I lost something I had And years later I beckon her back That what was taken that belonged to Goddess and Divine Me's And we alone~ Right now as we read the lines of this Omnipresent eroticism We stand in warrior pose & Fight and Dance our ways back to it: ~Our Genuine Erotic~ In present tense End of sentence ~ I take broken pottery pieces and see the ancient wisdom scribed On shattered fragments that I once discarded Run away in fear Step into in faith, love, forgiveness, compassion, faith And ...

A Vow of Love to my Inner Beloved Cause my embodied divine, knows a real woman when she sees her And a real woman knows my embodied divine ain't afraid to please we And a real woman knows my embodied divine always comes first And my embodied divine just can't deny a womans worth In order to rise from its ashes a Phoenix must first burn SO I sat down wrote my Beloved Phoenix a love letter - like to here it- here it go- I vow to self love when I feel utterly alone and deeply interconnected in this place When I was 15 years old I said nothing while I was teased by a young boy in my classroom Because I wanted so badly to be liked I vow to love myself to say no to that moment in time and release in love I vow to stand up for justice and my own voice The angel in heaven just signed my name When I was 20 I made love for the first time and denied my own needs for the needs of another I vow to voice my needs I vow self-acceptance and acceptance of you and you an...

This piece was written within the Emerge NYC Residency based out of NYU that I am currently enrolled in. It was during our intensive week yesterday, during the writing workshop with Actress/ Poet Pamela Sneed. This may be developed into a 3 part theater movement vignette during our show at La Mamas on June 24th. Here's a sneak peak. Enjoy! Title: Eroticism cracks me open and heals me whole. c/o Sacred Walker Eroticism is laying on my momma's belly Her super clean while cluttered one bedroom apartment in Crown Heights Brooklyn Holding one another As the images of the television flicker in the window Breaking into fraggled light particles Sneaking past the steel black window guard Keeping thieves and light out Listening to her light filled breath In & out Healthy again Cool My hot head and soft baby hairs stroked by her thinly lined finger tips Giggling To the season finale of "Once upon a time" Screaming "Emma, why won'...