Daddy-O, constructs, structures made of sugary glazed particles; intoxicating, provocatively laid articles, for Foxy Mama to revel in. Drive me crazy with the seductive art of language; eloquently, articulated and conveyed. Tantalizingly, delicious, does the fluid, liquid of your words drip, from your lips and fall upon my ears. Nestled and burrowed into the deepest crevice of my mind, I tastefully absorb you. Every atom that creates your very being, is enveloped in your purified scriptures that arrives, prior to you. -Hunny Goddess
To ponder is to wonder...to question, reflect and surrender that very instant, within the space that encapsulates you. Seize the moment; never lose it. - Hunny Goddess
Relationships have strongly dominated many of my most recent conversations. It just so happens that I stumble upon folks that are having the same questions, thoughts, queries and concerns about the current status of their relationships, funny how the universe works.
I'm sure many believe me to be speaking of intimate, sexual relationships, solely. And, whereas I am, I'm mainly speaking about relationships, period. I understand that the sign of the times demands evolution, but, what I'm wondering is, what are we actually evolving into?
From as far back as I can remember, firmly rooted relationships fill my memory bank. Families were deeply interconnected, friendships were built on strong bonds and ties, that were made face to face. Intimate (I use this word loosely, as I believe all relationships, especially close ones, are intimate), sexual relationships were held in sacred privacy.
I'm as big a fan of technology as the next person, however, because of it, there has been a tremendous shift, as large as a pink, polka dot elephant standing in the middle of the living room. Intimacy, sacredness and privacy have been removed leaving our most sacred space(s) wide open and susceptible to negative energies and charges. The lack of privacy has resulted in an abundance of instant gratification and dispensable "relationships". Commitment seemingly have flown out the window as instantaneous "options" are far too great, and a click's length away. I've witnessed, family, friends, lovers, strangers, etc, be replaced, discarded and/or passively aggressively ridiculed and blatantly bullied on social media(s). I've been guilty of some of the above myself...I also believe that the instant access to a "venting" platform, creates a serious unraveling of the critical human thread. There isn't a room today, that one can walk into and not see the drone lighting of a device, illuminating at least one (but, the chances of that are scarce...let's bank on countless) person's face.
I'm questioning if we can recover from this, if we can undo what's already been done? This is our way of life now...this is totally acceptable (not), and if that is the case, what happens to the nature and natural progression of relationships? (pt II of this story coming soon)
"Put that in your pipe and smoke it!" - Grannyism
I had the great honor of attending a well put together art show yesterday, featuring Nicole Hollander. What an amazing, interesting and eclectic spirit, she is. They say a picture is worth a thousand words...let's test this theory.
The artist, art, crowd, live music along with the deliciously concocted spirit properly named after the artist was wonderfully executed.
After the excitement of the show, I wrapped my evening up by continuing on the path of art, all while in the comfort of my home. I, thoroughly enjoyed a taste bud pleasing, slice of pizza from The Art of Pizza...and no meal is complete without the seductive explosion of the pumpkin brownie! It was time for bed afterwards, as the world renowned, "Itis" had set in.
Happy Saturday folks!
Get them pots rattling! I want to walk into a kitchen filled with steam, streaming from the oven, sweetly baking some sort of bread to firmly accompany the one-potted wonder that's for dinner. Being greeted by foggy windows, and ceiling lights that appear to be dull and dim through the fog is deeply nostalgic. Sitting down at the table, having dinner and "breaking bread", while catching up on the lives and interactions of your loved ones is priceless, yet proves to be an irreplaceable art; a classic, framed and marked historic many moons ago.
This is a time to honker down, burrow, snuggle and nestle in, a time to watch the show that nature puts on, which is remarkably non-duplicable & spectacularly, amazing! It's a time to be reminded of, why we work so hard...and what it is that we're actually building. A, time to enjoy the simple and most priceless pleasures of home, and the loved ones that co-exist with us. It's a time to slow down, creep the pace a wee bit, and absorb the beauties and safeties of home, nature and simply being.
Gina and a Friend
Picture this...it's mid-day on hump day and you need a pick me up, a reason to remember to smile, or a reminder of just how sweet life really is. Enters, the incredibly, delectable Pumpkin brownie. I'm almost positive that it's sinful, but illegal at minimum for something to taste this good. The first bite, seductively overtakes your palate and creates a fluid and consistent burst of flavors and textures. It almost drew tears. The creamy and smooth textures of the pumpkin, perfectly blended with nuts and the chocolatey, chewy and perfect amount of crunchy crust, evoked emotions that had laid dormant for what feels like a score. This brownie, is an experience, one that I'd encourage you to try. I'm all smiles, with a renewed will to "live" sweetly, and know that I can make it to Friday, post - Pumpkin Brownie! <3 Thank God even for small mercies.
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I ventured off yesterday, after realizing I hadn't brought along with me, all the necessary tools to have a productive work day. Without any particular direction, I decided to head to the movie theater and take in a thought provoking experience. Captain Phillips is what I settled upon and boy was I surprised. I had no prior information about the movie and could vaguely remember the trailers. From where I sat, this story was about struggle, strength and ultimately, survival. This human story was a testament to the desperation and endurance of the human spirit. I posted a comment on social media (Facebook) about having watched the movie earlier, and to my surprise and dismay, the initial and immediate response was racially charged. That saddened me, tremendously. I, attempted to convey the depths of this human story that my eyes, spirit and heart had just absorbed, and to erase the color lines. I'm not sure how effective I was, and eventually I ceased the conversation (I kept hearing the words of my grandmother, "be careful when arguing with "fools", from a distance folks can't tell, who is who") as it was becoming too impassioned. But, what that revealed to me is that even in this modern day of technology, instant gratification and access to most things worldwide, differences still have yet to be accepted. And, what's most saddening, is beyond the color of our skin, the native language of our tongues, and some traditional, plus cultural differences, we are far more alike, than not. Acceptance of this, would make for a far greater earth to reside. I, hope within my lifetime, I witness the acceptance of all people and that the invasive and deep wounds of colorism is effectively tended to, mended and healed with love, as we're far more effective as a whole. We can do this!
There is no life, where there aren't any dreams. Dreams are the catalyst to what we call "success" here on earth. One must be tenacious and commit to the highs, lows and lulls to bring the dream to fruition. That can prove to be incredibly challenging, as it can at times be extremely frustrating and taxing on one's spirit, yet, necessary for the dream to become tangible. Tenacity is my only option; I'm in for the long-haul and I shall not be defeated.
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*Swish, scratch, swish*...went the brushes and palm swipes of seven-subtly, eager artists against their roughly-textured and prepped canvases. Resonating incredibly soothing feels, like a medium-bristled brush being lovingly and carefully raked through her hair. It gave her the chills (click to read more of the sample and purchase)...
She, steadily walked down the busy road, yet there were no appropriate sidewalks and cars were whizzing by. At any given time, there may have been a million questions/comments/thoughts/replays/intentions and words traveling along the synapses of her nerve endings, overflowing her system and blowing her mind (click to read more of the sample and purchase)...