Sunday, March 25, 2012

LIVE WITH OPRAH!!!

Ok babes, I'm heading out of town on a road trip with one of my bestest bestest friends DJ.  We're traveling to St. Louis Missouri to see Oprah Winfrey & Iyala Vanzant on OWN's "Life Class - Live" series.  For those of you who know me well, you know just how much of a major (and when I say major I mean MAJOR) Oprah fan I am. I adore this woman not only because of her success & fame but also because of her personal story. Oprah has been able to cultivate our society by learning and growing through her own personal pain. She's been able to shed a light on all things positive from simply existing with the expectancy of excellence.  I believe in this world there are only a few people like her and I can't wait to meet her.  I'm excited to share this wonderful experience with all of you, my babes, and plan to document my adventure via FacebookTwitter, and of course my Confessions of a Reformed Fat Girl page, so stay tuned and keep up with the adventure!  Some of you may have heard me refer to Ms. Winfrey as my fairy god-mother, on Monday I'm hoping she'll feel that she is in the presence of one of her Cinderella's.   Zoooooom Zoooom..... LATER BABES!!!



Love & Blessings.
Buttaflibabee

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Tuesday Tunes 001

Good Morning babes!!! I know you've seen me post this song to my facebook page before, but I must admit I absolutely love this song for my "Monday" morning.  The message in the words have swirled throughout my life before, so a moments to listen, watch, and have an awesome day.  There is newness is all around! Have a fun filled, blessed, happy Tuesday morning everyone! 

Love & Blessings
- Buttaflibabee 


Monday, March 19, 2012

Motivational Monday 001



"The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience."
— Emily Dickinson


I love this quote so much! Isn't it true to always be open to the very best  in life... pure heaven on earth is the name of the game.   I live in a way of always being ready for Gods blessings.  Enjoy!  


Love & Blessings 
- Buttaflibabee

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Level Up!

Level up?
Sure... but I don't play video games. I've heard this phrase when I was my brother's baby sister.  My older brother Carlo was hooked on those crazy video games, begging me to sit there to watch him win, or at the very least "level up" as he would call it. My brother would concentrate intensely as he increased in points, entered some hidden door, or saved some silly lookin princess.  His main objective??? The WIN!  My big brother was always  after the win, craving the win, and for the most part achieving the win.  I, on the other hand, never understood the excitement of playing video games.  I mean, I sat and watched the game; cheering from the sidelines, agonizing and learning about the game... the do's and the don'ts, yet never really wanting to do it.  I always felt I wasn't very good at video games, but heck my big brother sure was. So I just figured why not let him do it... heck he's great at video games!  He taught me by forcing me to engage; he would say... "come'ere Keshia... let me show you something... watch THIS!".  Today I think to myself there may not be a video game, but there is a game called living.  I sit here consistently leveling up, elevating myself... still wanting more... still wanting  The WIN.  I know there's more hidden doors for me to open, extra points I can win... and maybe even a handsom prince I can meet at a ball.  I sometimes find myself thinking in the back of my mind; "Keshia your not good at video games", when the truth of the matter is I am good! Heck my brother taught me... I watched the game, cheered from the sidelines - learning from afar.  Right now there is a desire and my main objective...The WIN!  In fact pretty soon I'll get a chance to say; "here let me show you world... watch THIS!".

Love & Blessings.
- Buttaflibabee

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Hurt

I wrote this poem after a day of hurt. Sometimes I find I still struggle to forgive myself for the pain I've caused others and more importantly the pain I've caused myself. I've grappled with feelings of inadequacies and insecurities which caused me to hurt others. This particular poem was not intended to be sweet and nice but more or less as a release and a prayer for forgiveness of myself and those I've caused pain. - Buttafli


Hurt...
I hurt really bad sometimes
I feel pain clearly
and unfiltered
When others feel pain...
well
i don't know
When I hurt
I destroy & hurt back
Sometimes others
Sometimes...
myself
But hurt.
must.
come.
I hurt the people I love
the most... mostly
I struggle to understand
see
why they would ever love me
I make it clear
stand back
For
I am
unlovable
At least for today
I, write now...
Am better than eating
I, write now...
Am better than the abuse
I, write now...
Am better than thoughts of low self esteem
That's now
I ask for mercy not to hurt
I pray that those I've hurt
will forgive
I pray for forgiveness of...
myself
it is the hurt inside of me
it is the pain coming out
And now that it's out...
God will come in.

Love & Blessings.
- Buttaflibabee

Monday, March 5, 2012

Side-eye.

Are you comfortable or lazy?
you tell me.
From what I see
that comfort you got over there aint so damn “comfy”
So I ask again are you comfortable or lazy?
I run into a lot of people that get moments of grandeur
theycan see themselves soaring high
like a bird
Only to get tired... they get stuck
They realize its a marathon...
Closer to be a sitting duck
So are you comfortable or a lazy?
I realized recently
I hate the word “comfortable”
It reminds me of sensible shoes
... and elastic waist pants.
If you ask me I never want to be comfortable
… well maybe when I’m sleeping
or in the hospital,
or maybe when your road trippin it with your besties
… So I think I’ll pass on “comfy" when it comes to life
I want to be fabulous!
I want to be excellent!
Maybe even Major.
Yea I like MAJOR!
The way I see it comfortable is a word for when I’m nearing the end
... of life.
So for that…
I say eff comfort.
Give me freedom!
Success.
Zeal!
Let me squeeze every last laugh
breath & tear out of this existence.
But you can save comfort
keep it safe
tuck it away for me
when I’m 107
Even then
I think I will reserve comfortable
for my fabulous sensible shoes
..and elastic waist pants.


Love & Blessings
- Buttaflibabee

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Dreams...

"I wrote this poem after a night of memorable dreams.  I've always been one to have vivid, realistic dreams, movie like dreams.  Even as a little girl I can remember waking up after a night of active childhood cartoon dreams.  My dreams have given me guidance throughout my life... I've always thought it was Gods way of whispering secrets in my ear.  Enjoy!" - Buttaflibabee



I have dreams
I have dreams that mean
something
Sometimes I know
Sometimes I don't
but I always
listen
to the dreams...
I had a dream that I was driving
I had a dream that I was stuck
I had a dream with
doors
that shit confused me
I woke up
wrote it down
said W.T.F.!!!
I had a dream of peace
water surrounded me everywhere
it didn't make me nervous
cuz I knew
God was there
Today I will go to sleep
and see what type of movie plays
I'll listen to the message
for I know God shows me the way
... through my dreams.

Love & Blessings.
- Buttaflibabee

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Oh boy...


If I had a son
I would tell him to be kind
Good and sweet to girls…
If I had a son
I would tell him to open doors
I would tell him to listen to his mother
If I had a son I would tell him
To be gentle with his words
To be loving yet honest
…and to love without fear.
If I had a son he would know to move slowly
To find someone that knows…
The way to receive his soul.

If I had a son he would understand
His mother has been hurt before
He would know to try his damndest to never
Hurt a girl.
If I had a son I would love him
Allow his father 
to teach him how to be a man
If I had a son he would know
How to love a woman 
from a woman
He would listen and be strong
He would be steady
...and own his gentleness
If I had a son he would...
Know how to love from his mother
Know how to provide from his father
Know how to bless others from God
Know peace through his own understanding.
Oh boy… 
if I had a son.
Love & Blessings.
-Buttaflibabee

Friday, March 2, 2012

In Love With Words

This poem by famed poet Nikki Giovanni is the reason why I love spoken word to this day... Enjoy!
Love & Blessings.
- Buttaflibabee


Ego Trip

I was born in the congo
I walked to the fertile crescent and built
the sphinx
I designed a pyramid so tough that a star
that only glows every one hundred years falls
into the center giving divine perfect light
I am bad

I sat on the throne
drinking nectar with allah
I got a hot flash and sent an ice age to europe
to cool my thirst
My oldest daughter is nefertiti
the tears from my birth pains
created the nile
I am a beautiful woman

I gazed on the forest and burned
out the sahara desert
with a packet of goat's meat
and a change of clothes
I crossed it in two hours
I am a gazelle so swift
so swift you can't catch me

For a birthday present when he was three
I gave my son hannibal an elephant
He gave me rome for mother's day
My strength flows ever on ....

My son noah built new/ark and
I stood proudly at the helm
as we sailed on a soft summer day
I turned myself into myself and was
jesus
men intone my loving name
All praises All praises
I am the one who would save

I sowed diamonds in my back yard
My bowels deliver uranium
the filings from my fingernails are
semi-precious jewels
On a trip north
I caught a cold and blew
My nose giving oil to the arab world
I am so hip even my errors are correct
I sailed west to reach east and had to round off
the earth as I went
The hair from my head thinned and gold was laid
across three continents

I am so perfect so divine so ethereal so surreal
I cannot be comprehended except by my permission

I mean...I...can fly
like a bird in the sky...

Lyrics from: Ego Trip
- Nikki Giovanni