<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:41:39.724-05:00</updated><category term='live'/><category term='bodega'/><category term='family matters'/><category term='beaded jacket'/><category term='child teaches parent'/><category term='death'/><category term='Son House'/><category term='happy endings'/><category term='white dress'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='dreaming'/><category term='practice'/><category term='ashford and simpson'/><category term='remember me'/><category term='cry baby'/><category term='self love'/><category term='ghana'/><category term='dc'/><category 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Make yourself comfortable. Decide in advance that you love it...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-3522682066586150220</id><published>2012-01-08T19:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:47:19.239-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dionne figgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jsun eb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vh1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv'/><title type='text'>"Transition 3rd Cycle" NEW VIDEO Please share these links!</title><content type='html'>NEW VIDEO ON MTV.COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:717465/cp%7Eartist%3D3157136%26vid%3D717465%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A717465" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." height="288" width="512"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;padding:4px;width:500px;text-align:center;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/henry__nakia/artist.jhtml" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Nakia Henry&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/videos/nakia-henry/717465/transition-3rd-cycle.jhtml#vid=717465" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Transition 3rd Cycle&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Music&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/video/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;More Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW VIDEO ON VH1.COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:vh1.com:717465/cp%7Evid%3D717465%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Avh1.com%3A717465" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." height="288" width="512"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;padding:4px;width:500px;text-align:center;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/artists/az/henry__nakia/artist.jhtml" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Nakia Henry&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/video/nakia-henry/717465/transition-3rd-cycle.jhtml#vid=717465" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Transition 3rd Cycle&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/video/nakia-henry/717465/transition-3rd-cycle.jhtml#vid=717465" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Transition 3rd Cycle&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/video/music.jhtml" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Free Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW VIDEO ON YOUTUBE (with a curse word :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_tjzesCKVYQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-3522682066586150220?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/3522682066586150220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=3522682066586150220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3522682066586150220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3522682066586150220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2012/01/test.html' title='&quot;Transition 3rd Cycle&quot; NEW VIDEO Please share these links!'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_tjzesCKVYQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4949748677720087579</id><published>2012-01-08T19:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:15:48.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I trust you.</title><content type='html'>God, I trust you. I'm asking for big things. I'm believing big things. I know everything that is happening is a direct response to what I "put out". Whats happened in the past couple of months (and on friday) has been kinda big. But I know That Shit Aint Even Real TSAER. I know You won't give me more then I can handle. I trust you. I know you are here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4949748677720087579?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4949748677720087579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4949748677720087579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4949748677720087579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4949748677720087579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-trust-you.html' title='I trust you.'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1799427162536860324</id><published>2011-09-12T02:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T03:33:48.522-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last dragon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tsaer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the truman show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the matrix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nasty sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that shit ain&apos;t even real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot sex on a platter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itunes'/><title type='text'>TRANSITION REMIX VIDEO + #TSAER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2Q2oPL2os4M" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;t-shirt explanation is here &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yhj79GvNF-I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yhj79GvNF-I &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me your thoughts. let's talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;I shared this video to my facebook and twitter peeps the weekend of my birthday 9/3/11. Then I took it down. It was a special preview and now its back. Please share it. I know I'm not the only one who has been on this kind of a journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakia Henry on facebook&lt;br /&gt;@NakiaSaid on twitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1799427162536860324?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1799427162536860324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1799427162536860324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1799427162536860324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1799427162536860324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2011/09/transition-remix-video-tsaer.html' title='TRANSITION REMIX VIDEO + #TSAER'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2Q2oPL2os4M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-5015367780207538443</id><published>2011-08-29T00:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:57:52.030-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurricane irene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosmic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011 earthquake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virgo'/><title type='text'>Transition Remix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w1IlEu-PvYQ/TlsbqPAiVBI/AAAAAAAAA18/XZvQw4QD5oI/s1600/TransitionRM329.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w1IlEu-PvYQ/TlsbqPAiVBI/AAAAAAAAA18/XZvQw4QD5oI/s400/TransitionRM329.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646136970236285970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've come very far together. A lot of you have told me how "Transition" (&lt;a href="http://nakiahenry.bandcamp.com/track/transition" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://nakiahenry.bandcamp.com/track/transition&lt;/a&gt; album version) affects you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My  birthday is this week and as I reflect, I realize that this is probably  the most important song I've written. Please support it. Please share  this new version of Transition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's Remember together that we are always choosing; that we are always creating the person we want to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pin  a birthday dollar on my shirt and purchase "Transition (Remix)" on  itunes. Allow it to be your calm after the storm and earthquake of this  past week and past couple years of your life. I know I'm not the only  one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/transition-remix-single/id459498678" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/transition-remix-single/id459498678&lt;/a&gt; &amp;lt;----- itunes link&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for taking the time to read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nakia Henry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-5015367780207538443?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/5015367780207538443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=5015367780207538443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5015367780207538443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5015367780207538443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2011/08/transition-remix.html' title='Transition Remix'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w1IlEu-PvYQ/TlsbqPAiVBI/AAAAAAAAA18/XZvQw4QD5oI/s72-c/TransitionRM329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-6040571787905946440</id><published>2011-07-25T13:09:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:23:12.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I WANT YOU TO WIN" ((((PUSH!!!))))</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3nqfPc2CBo/Ti2-qF5ereI/AAAAAAAAAtI/izriA2clWoc/s1600/sunnynakia.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V8fnfFRtJyk/Ti2zWBWB3QI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ErlWE_5WPhE/s1600/DSC_0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 559px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V8fnfFRtJyk/Ti2zWBWB3QI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ErlWE_5WPhE/s400/DSC_0153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633355899809684738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1785796776"&gt;Sunny Winters&lt;/a&gt; - taken on the set of the "Transition Remix" Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Thing about promoting this song/video is that I have 'mad' people telling me that they want me to win! :D Thank you, I could use your help though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its the 4th quarter, or maybe even overtime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reaching out to you all to ask for your help. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..."  was cleared for vh1 Soul!!! &lt;a href="http://exposureroom.com/members/24ft/videos"&gt;Jsun&lt;/a&gt; and I  have discovered the video on a plethora of MTV world sites (mtv uk,  brazil, africa, latin america, france, etc) and even the MTV site. I've been  told by a few people that viacom will throw a video on their site to see  if it generates buzz and perhaps would add it into rotation based on  that. Though I have another video that I was thinking of releasing this  week, its come to my attention that its probably not a good idea. I'd  like to try my best at promoting the video on the viacom sites as  opposed to youtube. I'd like to push "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..." even harder before releasing something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't create music to please MTV, but I'm not  going to pretend that MTV or better yet, TV isn't a good look especially as an independent. I've  placed the links on my fb page, twitter page and I've done an email  blast. I'm asking for whatever promotion help you can offer as I am also  promoting beautiful images of YOU. Please share the links below via fb,  twitter, email blast, myspace (for those who still visit), google+,  text message, bbm, IM, phone calls, :) ... please share this. It  actually takes a lot for me to ask for help at times and I'm not the  kind of artist who "spams". The goal has been to be intentional and it  has worked in the past, but I can't do EVERYTHING by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the links that I'd like to share... if you have friends in  other countries hit me back with those countries and I will hit you  with a "world" site.  (below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/videos/nakia-henry/653088/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win.jhtml#artist=3157136" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.mtv.com/videos/&lt;wbr&gt;nakia-henry/653088/&lt;span class="il"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;letter&lt;/span&gt;-he-wants-me-to-win.&lt;wbr&gt;jhtml#artist=3157136&lt;/a&gt; MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/video/nakia-henry/653088/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win.jhtml#artist=3157136" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.vh1.com/video/&lt;wbr&gt;nakia-henry/653088/&lt;span class="il"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;letter&lt;/span&gt;-he-wants-me-to-win.&lt;wbr&gt;jhtml#artist=3157136&lt;/a&gt; VH1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORLD SITES!!! (do you have friends in other countries?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3nqfPc2CBo/Ti2-qF5ereI/AAAAAAAAAtI/izriA2clWoc/s1600/sunnynakia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 458px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3nqfPc2CBo/Ti2-qF5ereI/AAAAAAAAAtI/izriA2clWoc/s400/sunnynakia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633368339257404898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1785796776"&gt;Sunny Winters&lt;/a&gt; photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtvbase.com/music/artists/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/"&gt;http://www.mtvbase.com/music/artists/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/&lt;/a&gt; MTV Base (Africa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.co.uk/artists/nakia-henry" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.&lt;span class="il"&gt;mtv&lt;/span&gt;.co.uk/artists/&lt;wbr&gt;nakia-henry&lt;/a&gt; MTV UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtv.uol.com.br/ondemand/clipes/nakia-henry/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win" target="_blank"&gt;http://&lt;span class="il"&gt;mtv&lt;/span&gt;.uol.com.br/&lt;wbr&gt;ondemand/clipes/nakia-henry/&lt;wbr&gt;love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win&lt;/a&gt; MTV Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.ca/music/artists_songs.jhtml?id=3157136" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.&lt;span class="il"&gt;mtv&lt;/span&gt;.ca/music/&lt;wbr&gt;artists_songs.jhtml?id=3157136&lt;/a&gt; MTV Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.co.nz/music/artists/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.&lt;span class="il"&gt;mtv&lt;/span&gt;.co.nz/music/&lt;wbr&gt;artists/nakia-henry/videos/&lt;wbr&gt;love-letter-he-wants-me-to-&lt;wbr&gt;win-653088/&lt;/a&gt; MTV New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtvhive.com/artist/henry__nakia/videos/653088/love_letter_he_wants_me_to_win" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.mtvhive.com/&lt;wbr&gt;artist/henry__nakia/videos/&lt;wbr&gt;653088/love_letter_he_wants_&lt;wbr&gt;me_to_win&lt;/a&gt; MTV Hive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.nl/muziek/artiesten/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.&lt;span class="il"&gt;mtv&lt;/span&gt;.nl/&lt;wbr&gt;muziek/artiesten/nakia-henry/&lt;wbr&gt;videos/love-letter-he-wants-&lt;wbr&gt;me-to-win-653088/&lt;/a&gt; MTV Netherlands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtvla.com/musica/artistas/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/"&gt;http://www.mtvla.com/musica/artistas/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/&lt;/a&gt; MTV Latin America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vh1la.com/musica/artistas/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088"&gt;http://www.vh1la.com/musica/artistas/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088&lt;/a&gt;/ VH1 Latin America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com.au/music/artists/nakia-henry/videos/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.&lt;span class="il"&gt;mtv&lt;/span&gt;.com.au/music/&lt;wbr&gt;artists/nakia-henry/videos/&lt;/a&gt; Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.dk/musik/artister/nakia-henry/videoer/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/"&gt;http://www.mtv.dk/musik/artister/nakia-henry/videoer/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/&lt;/a&gt; MTV Denmark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.fr/musique/artistes/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/"&gt;http://www.mtv.fr/musique/artistes/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/&lt;/a&gt; MTV France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viva.tv/musik/artists/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/"&gt;http://www.viva.tv/musik/artists/nakia-henry/videos/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win-653088/&lt;/a&gt; VIVA TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thank you for taking the time to read this and for the energy that you  are sending in this very moment. I remember what I was doing last year  in July.... and it wasn't this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#888888;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakia Henry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-6040571787905946440?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/6040571787905946440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=6040571787905946440' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6040571787905946440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6040571787905946440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-want-you-to-win-push.html' title='&quot;I WANT YOU TO WIN&quot; ((((PUSH!!!))))'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V8fnfFRtJyk/Ti2zWBWB3QI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ErlWE_5WPhE/s72-c/DSC_0153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4794772604623537147</id><published>2011-04-13T23:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T23:14:44.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rookie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loop pedal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='master'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rc 50 loop station'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly away girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex shops'/><title type='text'>RC 50 LOOP STATION- NAKIA HENRY -FLY AWAY GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/viMZk3eRT5k?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is available on my album REMEMBER ME. I just bought the loop station and am not a master, but check me out practicing. Thanks for your support in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4794772604623537147?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4794772604623537147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4794772604623537147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4794772604623537147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4794772604623537147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2011/04/rc-50-loop-station-nakia-henry-fly-away.html' title='RC 50 LOOP STATION- NAKIA HENRY -FLY AWAY GIRL'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/viMZk3eRT5k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1127058372399678552</id><published>2011-01-26T23:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T23:14:55.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other side of the game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erykah badu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shabar music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision board'/><title type='text'>Nakia Henry's State of Our Union Address 1/26/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span id="id_4d40efe126a0c7944379640"&gt;State  of Our Union Address: Happy New Year. Have you created your new vision  board yet? Take a look at how I started my board&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nakiahenry.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;www.nakiahenry.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span id="id_4d40efe126a0c7944379640"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ry_9r2fBjs0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1127058372399678552?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1127058372399678552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1127058372399678552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1127058372399678552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1127058372399678552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2011/01/nakia-henrys-state-of-our-union-address.html' title='Nakia Henry&apos;s State of Our Union Address 1/26/11'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ry_9r2fBjs0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-8428007475886247089</id><published>2010-12-27T20:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:51:05.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcoholics anonymous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narcotics anonymous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blizzard'/><title type='text'>Starbuck during the blizzard... looking at a picture of myself.</title><content type='html'>I &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AfromanticNakia"&gt;tweeted&lt;/a&gt; about this yesterday but I wanted to share in detail what happened with me and a stranger names Sean yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm out in the snow storm, because I want to be and because I'd rather be out nowadays instead of in my apartment with my thoughts (I'm learning that I do better when I'm busy), and I take a seat at starbucks with my tall, soy, no water, no foam, chai. I take forever to get adjusted because I have on like 5 layers of clothes. I sit and take out my laptop to get some work done. I get into a groove of answering emails and promoting and BAM... A man who works for the city, I think he works with trash, sees me like he was looking for me for a while, sits down and proceeds to tell me about a woman who was extremely rude to him in the bathroom line. He's in the line for a while, ut then goes in but checks a text message. As he is answering the text message, the woman behind him in the line, bangs on the door. He explains to me that he addresses her warmly and says *in the most suzie home-make voice* "Someone is in here, I will be right out". He uses the bathroom, washes his hands and leaves the stall. While he is leaving, the elderly woman interrogates him as to why it took him so long. And according to Sean, she was badgering him. He said she said "what if there were feces everywhere??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he started the conversation with things that are pleasant and likened all of that to what ia Godly and likened the opposite of all that isn't pleasant to what is unGodly and he starts talking about the wrath of God and immediately my face changed to... "uuuuhm you on that BS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees my face and asks about it and I told him that my experience of God is nothing like that. I don't know of a wrathful god, full of rage, jealous, mad, or a superior God with human distorted qualities. And I explained to him that even when times are unpleasant, that that time can be a defining time for you, so why not call it a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He agreed and continued his story and was a bit careful, knowing my interpretation of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his story I encouraged him not to think lowly of the woman. I reminded him that its the holidays and not everyone remembers joy during these times. I reminded him that we have no idea what she's going through. But he kept coming back to the idea that her going off at him was "Sad". But then I told him that, maybe her going off was a release and that he shouldn't take it personal. Maybe she felt much better after the encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reminded him that he was better off feeling "good" about it then feeling bad, sorry or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says I look strikingly like his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells me about how his sister's family invited him for Christmas Dinner and surprised him with his sister coming to town, a woman he hasn't seen in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells me about the gift that he got this woman after knowing her for a month or so. A new lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells me about his son, and how he seemingly lost him due to his battle with drugs. But because of the program that he's on, he's able to put his life together and is determined to get him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells me of his Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he didn't want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to be alone, but then I thought to myself: this is a direct response from the universe. Peep my musings below on twitter. Start at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TSDb_JSqzII/AAAAAAAAATY/21FubaJoa70/s1600/4blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TSDb_JSqzII/AAAAAAAAATY/21FubaJoa70/s400/4blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557683818047655042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how the universe works... actually it ain't funny at all, its very on point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-8428007475886247089?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/8428007475886247089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=8428007475886247089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8428007475886247089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8428007475886247089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/12/starbuck-during-blizzard-looking-at.html' title='Starbuck during the blizzard... looking at a picture of myself.'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TSDb_JSqzII/AAAAAAAAATY/21FubaJoa70/s72-c/4blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-2792466008984182022</id><published>2010-12-26T16:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T17:45:18.102-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guardian angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divine support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag lady'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erykah badu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion show'/><title type='text'>Has it really been 2 months since an update... MY BAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TRfFIi_KH-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/T7DKsD1FpzI/s1600/IMG00359-20101216-2230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TRfFIi_KH-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/T7DKsD1FpzI/s400/IMG00359-20101216-2230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555125416006131682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been living a little bit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo... where do I begin???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, I planned on seeing a friend's daughter in a fashion show. I think she's 5 years old. I was all for it and could not wait to go a support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of the show, I was leaving work a little late and opted to just show up at the end and bring the little model some flowers instead. You know, make her feel like the rockstar that she already is! :) The show started at 6, I'd get there by 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me the address, but I put the word east in front of the street name. She even corrected me the day of, but my mind was set on EAST... anyone who knows me knows that I stay "hopstoppin" it up cus I'm kind of directionless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:50pm, I'm in parkslope, BK when I shouldn't be. I don't know this yet. My friend's daughter was home-schooled the year before so by now I think that its perfectly fine that I am now ringing the doorbell of a brownstone and not a "school".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An elderly woman comes to the door and I immediately know that I made a mistake. I tell her where I am trying to go and what I was trying to do. The night before, I spent the night over a friends house who was styling me for my video shoot. I had a big garment bag, a bouquet of flowers, my computer case and maybe my green puma bag... Yeah, I was "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H5CJsRtUXBo"&gt;bag lady&lt;/a&gt;" on this woman's stoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She explains to me that I should have gone to such-in-such (her home address without the "EAST" part). She explains that its actually a church with a school attached and that she attends the church. She tries to explain to me how to get there by train, but she notices the defeat in my eyes. She invites me in, and I say no and asked that she goes in to explain to me how to get to the train... it was cold. I was covered up. She explains a bit more, but then insists that I step in and have a seat. For a split second, I think to myself "please don't kill me"... lol the thought makes me giggle a bit as I'm sure she was thinking the same thing... but maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks me to sit and says something like "you must have a guardian angel". She hands me a bulletin from the church and says that perhaps its a good idea to call the place to see if the fashion show is still going on. In the meantime her son comes from upstairs to see whats going on. We explain what happened and that I'm lost and he seemed un-phased that a stranger was in the house just as the woman was. We exchange names... I don't remember his name at all. He offers me a water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, as if to give up, the woman suggests that I take a car to the church instead of the train. She says I can get there in like 10 minutes as opposed to 30-45 minutes on the train. (where was I? was I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt; lost??). I ask how much it would be and they say about 8-9 dollars. I look in my pocket to see how much cash I have as I do not carry much. I pull out 9 dollars exactly. I pull it out with joy actually, as if to say "Thank God"... and the son pulls out a 5 as if to say, "nonsense young grasshopper, you'll need more just in case." They pretty much "make" me take the money. After a while it becomes hard to fight. I knew this was a blessing. I knew this was God. I knew she saw herself in me, and was helping herSelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls a car service for me and we wait a couple minutes. The son asked me what I did, I told him I was a singer and he immediately gets up, looking for a card of sorts. Says his cousin is a musician and loves soul music. Says that his cousin loves music in the vein of Erykah Badu. That made me smile really big as this man has never heard me sing before but already knew that I was Badu like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car is here. I stand up and express my gratitude and smile a lot and the woman has the nerve to give me a hug and kiss on the cheek... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THE NERVE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the fashion show. My friend and her daughter had already left when I got there, but I'm not upset. I knew I was where I needed to be and everything happened as it should have that night. I needed this example. I needed to feel that I was divinely protected. At that very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be cont'd (and perhaps sooner then later).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-2792466008984182022?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/2792466008984182022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=2792466008984182022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2792466008984182022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2792466008984182022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/12/has-it-really-been-2-months-since.html' title='Has it really been 2 months since an update... MY BAD!'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TRfFIi_KH-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/T7DKsD1FpzI/s72-c/IMG00359-20101216-2230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-8107482976290054563</id><published>2010-10-22T17:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T17:52:14.637-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erykah badu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sample'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shabar music'/><title type='text'>btw... Peep what Erykah Badu said about the Love Letter</title><content type='html'>click the pic and start at the bottom... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TMIG_f-X9aI/AAAAAAAAAS0/37slOuKQ2U4/s1600/baduhenryjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TMIG_f-X9aI/AAAAAAAAAS0/37slOuKQ2U4/s400/baduhenryjpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530990980349031842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-8107482976290054563?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/8107482976290054563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=8107482976290054563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8107482976290054563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8107482976290054563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/10/btw-peep-what-erykah-badu-said-about.html' title='btw... Peep what Erykah Badu said about the Love Letter'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TMIG_f-X9aI/AAAAAAAAAS0/37slOuKQ2U4/s72-c/baduhenryjpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-694536009605001002</id><published>2010-10-22T17:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T17:48:59.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a love letter to you...</title><content type='html'>Peace to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been feeling like someone was talking  about me behind my back... and I was wrong as there are a lot of you  talkin bout me. I am surrounded by winners. Winners who consciously  invest in what they want to see grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I'm hearing  from friends (and even within at times) is "he/she took ____ from me"  whether it be a job, a lover, or even a break-in. When I get into this  state of mind I try to remind myself that abundance is abundance and  there is truly enough for everyone to go around. and at the very least  when I am out of alignment, I remind myself that whatever is being  "taken away" is making room for something greater. 2010 (Trinity year-3)  has been a transitional year for all of us. Lots of things and thought  forms have been destroyed (in my life anyway).. So lately I have been  walking with my arms stretched out singing  "thank you" for I know I am  making room for more greatness ... grounded yet ready for take off...  BALANCED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new song that I'm giving away for free download called "Love Letter (He Wants Me to Win)" [&lt;a href="http://nakiahenry.bandcamp.com/track/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://nakiahenry.bandcamp.com/track/love-letter-he-wants-me-to-win&lt;/a&gt;]  ... I've spent most of the month promoting the song and til this day it  has appeared on 31 sites (and counting, because I'm not done). I am sooo grateful. I don't take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download it and share it and there is much more where that came from. I'm happy to give to a community that shows love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:  whats your favorite music website/blog that you frequent to discover  new music? Let me know and I will submit or you submit the song or let  me know and we can submit it together. EXPANSION is the name of the  game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakia Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aka Lily aka Sily  Girl aka AfromanticNakia aka Loni Poo aka Slim aka N.E.Heartbreak aka  Eternal Reminder in a forgetful mind aka 'you know... the one with the  pics' aka Key aka NEH-NEH aka the one who wants you to soar, the one who  wants you to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nakiahenry.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;www.nakiahenry.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-694536009605001002?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/694536009605001002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=694536009605001002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/694536009605001002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/694536009605001002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-letter-to-you.html' title='a love letter to you...'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-7277398328815003685</id><published>2010-10-04T16:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T17:26:35.114-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegan diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='major'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erykah badu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision board'/><title type='text'>Love Letter (He Wants Me to Win) LYRICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found a man who loves to be with me&lt;br /&gt;Connected to his Spirituality&lt;br /&gt;He sees me whole he sees me free&lt;br /&gt;He sees himself exactly how he sees me&lt;br /&gt;-and I love how&lt;br /&gt;He wants to give to my freedom&lt;br /&gt;Working with him is just like rhythm&lt;br /&gt;He is my lover he is my friend&lt;br /&gt;I want him to soar he wants me to win&lt;br /&gt;-for real&lt;br /&gt;He will never ever ever play me&lt;br /&gt;cuz we are cocreatin for the same team yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I'm his baby, and I'm his ol lady&lt;br /&gt;He's a strong brother and a true gift to me&lt;br /&gt;-and I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;all the love in my life found a man who is right&lt;br /&gt;he's my reflection and he's so divine and&lt;br /&gt;he ain't tryna run my life&lt;br /&gt;he's wants me to do what right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the fussin and fightin ain't for us cuz its all love&lt;br /&gt;and no ones crown is fallincuz we keep our heads up)&lt;br /&gt;We got that 'he loves him and I love me' love&lt;br /&gt;and we add to eachothers "build up"&lt;br /&gt;His kisses never leave me lonely&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to feel his hands on me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everything we do feel so holy&lt;br /&gt;-come here baby&lt;br /&gt;let's experience glory&lt;br /&gt;-for real&lt;br /&gt;We look within to find whats positive&lt;br /&gt;and AMPLIFY it&lt;br /&gt;I want him to SOAR, he wants me to WIN&lt;br /&gt;and he adores me and thats the reason why he spoils me&lt;br /&gt;and always wants to be around and i don't mind&lt;br /&gt;cuz when I' mad at the world he reminds me&lt;br /&gt;that the world is on my side, with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 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NEW MUSIC! NEW DAY! NEW MOOD :)'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TKP3AnHCnlI/AAAAAAAAASs/VJvhTuGDoUg/s72-c/BIO-PIC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-7025595736014478877</id><published>2010-09-18T10:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T10:58:12.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>up NEXT!!!! 9/27/10 SHRINE WORLD MUSIC VENUE NYC 7PM $10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TJTTImqHhjI/AAAAAAAAASk/vo1m-iH4p00/s1600/Sept.+2010+Rendezvous+flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 540px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TJKkcsx8ttI/AAAAAAAAASU/cU0d2sCpRBY/s400/bbshow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517653306446231250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-9219730577976051081?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/9219730577976051081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=9219730577976051081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/9219730577976051081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/9219730577976051081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-17-2010-nakia-henry-live-at.html' title='September 17, 2010 Nakia Henry Live at Billie&apos;s Black in NYC'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TJKkcsx8ttI/AAAAAAAAASU/cU0d2sCpRBY/s72-c/bbshow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-563870036717881723</id><published>2010-09-08T18:43:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T23:27:21.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harlem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child teaches parent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weapons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hood fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fully exposed breast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='street fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water bottle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carl w. nunn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family matters'/><title type='text'>...its been a minute *cracks knuckles and rolls up sleaves*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TIgVGrRnMQI/AAAAAAAAASA/gsK1f1ndRN0/s1600/clarify.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 448px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TIgVGrRnMQI/AAAAAAAAASA/gsK1f1ndRN0/s400/clarify.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514680948155166978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jpgmag.com/people/CarlNUNN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Carl W. Nunn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TIgUO1J0V2I/AAAAAAAAARw/VbPIzj6-lUk/s1600/nakia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wow…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So  uuuhm I have experienced a lot in the past 10 days. And I’m still  taking it all in. But it goes to show that spiritual practice is never  complete. And it was tested again and again. It was like I had every  opportunity possible to “show up”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I  think one of my previous entries goes into detail about &lt;a href="http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-letter-part3-i-think.html"&gt;cycles&lt;/a&gt;. It’s a  bit more specific then my previous thoughts about being down, or  struggling. Before, I just reminded myself that it was all temporary and  that it isn’t/wasn’t the truth of me. Now I see that there is balance  and love in everything I do and everything that I experience. I’m  learning not to call what was called “temporary” before, “bad”. It may  be uncomfortable, but so are babies. Babies are a bit cramped in the  womb but they do their developing their as well. They develop in the  dark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Currently I am very uncomfortable… (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shoulders raised with hands in the air like: “what can I say&lt;/span&gt;”).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I  imagine that the old part of me and old habits and old friends… all of  which are not contributing to me now are falling away. It could also be  that all of these things are contributing to a part of me that I wish to  bury and sing sad songs over lol. It goes back to the idea that no one  can make me “feel” anything. But can only contribute to what is already  there. They can contribute to your peace, the peace that you’ve built up  or created yourself, or they can contribute to your misery- the misery  that YOU built up and created YOURself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My  father came to New York looking for a fight and a fight he found. And  ever since he confessed that he came here looking for a fight, I have  been incredibly defensive. He sees the errors in his ways and has  apologized and has a better understanding of who I am, yet with all of  that, we still fought. And though I reminded him again and again “when  you make someone defensive, do not be surprised when they defend  themselves” it has been very hard for me to let the whole thing go.  Maybe because it came from left field. Maybe because, I know somehow I  attracted it (if I am affected at all it is because of my doing). Maybe  because I know that this fight is also a reflection of me in some ways  (if everything is right within, it is also right without). Maybe I’m  over thinking it (my dad and I are both Virgos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TIgUO1J0V2I/AAAAAAAAARw/VbPIzj6-lUk/s1600/nakia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TIgUO1J0V2I/AAAAAAAAARw/VbPIzj6-lUk/s400/nakia1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514679988734154594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jpgmag.com/people/CarlNUNN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Carl W. Nunn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On  another not-so-different note, my dad went to DC to visit our family  for a couple of days and I was a little relieved he left. That Monday, I  was on my way to a show in Harlem and before I knew it, I walked into a  fight. There were about 13 people around, mostly men. Not hovering the  fighters, just sort of spread out. I imagined that they were friends of  the fighters and was on look out. I say this because they were all calm.  One of the men directly across from the fighters was drinking bottled  water and he had a child with him. The fight was in front of the  storefront. I saw a woman coming out of the store with another child and  looked at the fight and kept walking, sort of normal pace, not in a  hurry to get away or anything. Did I mention it was dead silence, like the  men were watching a movie and not even an exciting one, but a movie that  relaxed them and brought them great joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yet  what they were watching were 2 women fighting. One light-skinned black  woman on her butt, not too skinny but smaller then the other in a white  t-shirt and pants and one dark brown heavier woman on top of her with  shorts on and a spaghetti strap shirt on with the top pulled down and  full breast exposed. Both have each other’s hair, yet the one on top  with the weight advantage was punching the one on the bottom with the  free hand. This is the sound you heard- no screaming no yelling, no  occasional “oooohhhh’s” from the crowd. You heard the woman’s fist on  the other woman’s chest and face. With each swing, her full breast move  slightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I  was on the phone talking with my sister about my dad when I walked in  front of that storefront. I was speaking to her and then I stopped and  broke the silence by yelling “UHN UHN, NOOOO……. THIS IS NOT RIGHT” I  watched the entire scene for all of 15 seconds and got off the phone  with my sister and called the police… and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The  police actually asked me if one of the fighters had a weapon. If asked  again I know to say, yes. I think I heard one of the men say in my  direction, “I think that chick just called the cops.” I have no idea what  happened behind me as I walked hurriedly to give the cops on the phone  an accurately street address. But I know I felt horrible and I cried. I  don’t know if I was upset because of the fight, or because of the  exposed breast, or because of the whole scene. I think I was really  upset because of the silence and the fact that they were being watch  with enjoyment and peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Now you know that I love FB, right? I posted a status message asking what people would do if they saw what I saw. I proposed the question knowing full well that there are those (women and men, but I actually know more men) who like watching fights, whether it be in a ring or on the block. My stat verbatim, was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;"question  4u all (men and women). I understand that there are those who like to  watch fights. There are ppl who go on the internet and like lookin at  street fights, and I actually know more men to enjoy this. My question  is, if you were walkin down a street and you saw let's say 2 women  fighting (no weapons), what would&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; you do? (This does not have to be rhetorical, I'm actually curious)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have 63 comments to date. Most women said, call the police. Most men said watch a little before breaking it up, one said take bets, another said take pictures, one hoped that a breast was exposed, walk away, stay out of grown folks bizness, but most men said watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I posed the question because I appeared to be the odd ball in the equation. In an effort not to call anyone or the men that were watching the 2 queens fight, "wrong"... I wanted to see where everyone else was in this real life matter. Clearly its been a while since I saw a fight. And I was kinda shocked to see my fb community right there with the man drinking his water bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess that's why I sing the songs that I sing. I'll be an activist in THAT way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SOOOOOOO... my dad comes back from DC, and we are a bit cooler. There were a few squabbles but small. I guess it has been a very long time since I've spent so much time with him, alone. I don't like that he's become set in his ways, but I commend him on being aware of it and changing the things about himself that no longer serve him. I've heard psychologists talk about the time when child teaches parent. He learned a lot on his visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not only did I learn that I have the perfect family to experience what it means to be compassionate, I also learned that I still have more to let go. And so I rise...  much easier when the heaviness falls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pray for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-563870036717881723?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/563870036717881723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=563870036717881723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/563870036717881723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/563870036717881723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-minute-cracks-knuckles-and.html' title='...its been a minute *cracks knuckles and rolls up sleaves*'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TIgVGrRnMQI/AAAAAAAAASA/gsK1f1ndRN0/s72-c/clarify.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-6261109787471612262</id><published>2010-08-28T13:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T13:14:20.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you SOOOO Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/THlDU5iIK-I/AAAAAAAAARY/O_zLVlhPesA/s1600/IMG_3494-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 461px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/THlDU5iIK-I/AAAAAAAAARY/O_zLVlhPesA/s400/IMG_3494-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510509645384920034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digibees.com/jirard/"&gt;jirard foto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't take it for granted. I'm grateful to share with you... Lets walk in Love together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'm just feeling grateful)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-6261109787471612262?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/6261109787471612262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=6261109787471612262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6261109787471612262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6261109787471612262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/08/thank-you-soooo-much.html' title='Thank you SOOOO Much'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/THlDU5iIK-I/AAAAAAAAARY/O_zLVlhPesA/s72-c/IMG_3494-Edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4092958091797931906</id><published>2010-08-24T00:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:20:12.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Posts Coming... My pregnant emptiness is full of creative possibilities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/THNH_voLp3I/AAAAAAAAARA/jQ3pJE9cyqY/s1600/IMG_3456-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 447px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/THNH_voLp3I/AAAAAAAAARA/jQ3pJE9cyqY/s400/IMG_3456-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508825929646581618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jirard.com"&gt;Pic by Jirard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4092958091797931906?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4092958091797931906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4092958091797931906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4092958091797931906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4092958091797931906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-posts-coming-my-pregnant-emptiness.html' title='New Posts Coming... My pregnant emptiness is full of creative possibilities'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/THNH_voLp3I/AAAAAAAAARA/jQ3pJE9cyqY/s72-c/IMG_3456-Edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-101907508389084250</id><published>2010-08-11T19:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T19:41:14.990-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huntli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='massage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy endings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fine arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job loss'/><title type='text'>Love Letter (part3 i think)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TGMyysoCFWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/B159L7Lldhk/s1600/20080915_023504_1-Edit-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TGMyysoCFWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/B159L7Lldhk/s400/20080915_023504_1-Edit-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504299016130794850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Back Cover of &lt;a href="http://itunes.com/nakiahenry"&gt;My CD&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.modelmayhem.com/178629"&gt;Huntli Images&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Nakia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If there is no ending and this is all a cycle… if you are truly evolving, if there is no destination, just different parts of your cycle, then what is happening in your life right now is only preparing you for the next part of your cycle. You are learning what it is to be balanced. Before you had a very narrow idea of “joy”… of “up” yet you are always moving up and it is really “All Joy” as you sang it.  At times you feel like something is ending and that you should mourn. Though I will never tell you how to feel, (I’ve learned that the hard way), I will suggest that you not forget to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just as if a loved one has “passed away,” you are very well aware that they have only made their transition and their life has gone to the next part of their cycle. By no means am I saying that it isn’t sad, for you’ve created such a bond with them. Yet there is still a place to smile. Their life is going to continue, probably not as you know it, but they will continue on. And it is the same for you, Nakia. Your life, your cycle will continue, from this moment. Probably not as you know it, yet it will. Welcome your next part. You have authored an extraordinary book, yet keep writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;_____ was a chapter. Probably a very important chapter, yet _____ is not the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take as much time as you need. I have a feeling that these words serve you and speak to who you really are. Keep creating. Keep sharing. You are so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for allowing me to come through you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God As Nakia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-101907508389084250?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/101907508389084250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=101907508389084250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/101907508389084250'/><link 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term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living room session'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cello'/><title type='text'>Thank you, Thank you, Thank you</title><content type='html'>Vlogs are easy and hard at the same time lol... this was my 7th take... after a while I said, screw it, I know I'm loved and I just feeling sharing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HRIesav0joU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HRIesav0joU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://itunes.com/nakiahenry"&gt;REMEMBER ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-5539904785620017183?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/5539904785620017183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=5539904785620017183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5539904785620017183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5539904785620017183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/08/thank-you-thank-you-thank-you.html' title='Thank you, Thank you, Thank you'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-5986209757064773938</id><published>2010-08-07T11:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T13:47:09.675-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babeland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glamor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-8875525349472802033</id><published>2010-08-06T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T00:07:10.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>I feel better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-8875525349472802033?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/8875525349472802033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=8875525349472802033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8875525349472802033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8875525349472802033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='--'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-2775337018508162317</id><published>2010-07-28T20:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:33:51.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE (lyrics and music)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TFDTB7kk_1I/AAAAAAAAAQg/XcSAq4BMgCM/s1600/smileeNakia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TFDTB7kk_1I/AAAAAAAAAQg/XcSAq4BMgCM/s400/smileeNakia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499127175143817042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its gonna come, more happy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I gotta keep living and I'll make my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there's no complaints because I'm sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I gotta lot to be grateful for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be more than alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be better than fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wrote a song like to hear it here it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It sounds like this cuz I'm poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and ain't nothin funny bout bein poor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuz I still gotta lot to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like when I'm goin through my day, it ain't too much for me to take some time out and play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get a group of people its better that way, gotta keep smilin- Ashe Ashe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its gonna come, more happy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I gotta keep living and I'll make my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there's no complaints because I'm sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I gotta lot to be grateful for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be more than alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be better than fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Second verse, like to hear it here it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It sure is hard bein poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But singin bout bein poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Won't bring me no doh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I'll be financially free, own a house and build a family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh I look forward to that day, until then I'm smilin Ashe Ashe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its gonna come, more happy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I gotta keep living and I'll make my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there's no complaints because I'm sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I gotta lot to be grateful for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be more than alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be better than fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna manifest light, Let everybody know that I'm better then fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You wanna see happy then you should look at me, living my life faithfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ashe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(From &lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/nakiahenry"&gt;REMEMBER ME&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyODA2Mjk1NDk3NzQmcHQ9MTI4MDYyOTU1MzMxNiZwPTI3MDgxJmQ9cHJvX3BsYXllcl9maXJzdF9nZW4mZz*xJm89/MWQ4MjJkY2E*NzhmNGE5NjliNTVjOWJhYzYxMzY3ZDQmb2Y9MA==.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://cache.reverbnation.com/widgets/swf/40/pro_widget.swf" bgcolor="#ffffff" loop="false" wmode="opaque" quality="best" allowscriptaccess="always" allownetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" seamlesstabbing="false" flashvars="id=artist_611326&amp;amp;posted_by=artist_611326&amp;amp;skin_id=PWAS1002&amp;amp;border_color=000000&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;shuffle=false&amp;amp;song_ids=2967901" align="top" height="326" width="434"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://www.reverbnation.com/widgets/trk/40/artist_611326/artist_611326/t.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a.triggit.com/px?u=reverbnation&amp;amp;rtv=611326wd,R%26B%2FSoul,Funk,Alternative" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-2775337018508162317?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/2775337018508162317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=2775337018508162317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2775337018508162317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2775337018508162317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-gonna-come-more-happy-days-but-i.html' title='SMILE (lyrics and music)'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TFDTB7kk_1I/AAAAAAAAAQg/XcSAq4BMgCM/s72-c/smileeNakia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1881019232774535146</id><published>2010-07-25T18:11:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:36:17.045-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emily hope price'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverbnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consciously living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shabar music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cello'/><title type='text'>Transition (lyrics)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TEy3049IDvI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VVTMf3O8Tw8/s1600/jc_7_19_2010_007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TEy3049IDvI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VVTMf3O8Tw8/s400/jc_7_19_2010_007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497971364382379762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't know if its the Virgo in me, Or the way that I was raised to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;That keeps me constantly stressin, And missing all the great things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;in this life, its passing me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;So I've been tryin to find things that ground me, Show compassion to my friends and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Learning how to love without condition, but I forget to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;So easily, is it how I choose to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Well, I've decided...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;That I forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Its my decision, and I've decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;to Live my life and not let life live me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Back straight, head up, don't look down now, show my beautiful face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm fine, it's cool, I just fell down, but down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I won't stay, I refuse to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;My past is a piece of me, Don't want to be the girl I used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I think its time I leave her be, she wasn't serving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;So I release thee, lovingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;And I decided...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've gotta leave, I love you girl but I've gotta leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;And I've decided, I love you little girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;but there's a beautiful Woman, waiting for me (waiting to be me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Deep inside I hear a voice say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(I hear it, and it telling me I love you, and today I'm saying, "I love you too"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; [from album version]))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Today I'm focused on the love within me, and all the gifts I have to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Today I hear the God within me, and I choose to live and I've decided to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;So I'm gonna live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from &lt;a href="http://itunes.com/nakiahenry"&gt;REMEMBER ME&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyODAwOTk2NDUwOTYmcHQ9MTI4MDA5OTY1NDUzMCZwPTI3MDgxJmQ9cHJvX3BsYXllcl9maXJzdF9nZW4mZz*xJm89/NTZlN2Q5NTFkODA2NDhhZTk1YjJkZGRjNzMxMThmM2Emb2Y9MA==.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://cache.reverbnation.com/widgets/swf/40/pro_widget.swf" bgcolor="#ffffff" loop="false" wmode="opaque" quality="best" allowscriptaccess="always" allownetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" seamlesstabbing="false" flashvars="id=artist_611326&amp;amp;posted_by=artist_611326&amp;amp;skin_id=PWAS1002&amp;amp;border_color=000000&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;shuffle=false&amp;amp;song_ids=2967906" align="top" height="200" width="262"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://www.reverbnation.com/widgets/trk/40/artist_611326/artist_611326/t.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a.triggit.com/px?u=reverbnation&amp;amp;rtv=611326wd,R%26B%2FSoul,Funk,Alternative" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1881019232774535146?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1881019232774535146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1881019232774535146' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1881019232774535146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1881019232774535146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/transition-lyrics.html' title='Transition (lyrics)'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TEy3049IDvI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VVTMf3O8Tw8/s72-c/jc_7_19_2010_007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-3744933079285662934</id><published>2010-07-21T19:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:36:43.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE LETTER (HELP ME!)</title><content type='html'>I have a song that I'd like to share for free. I would include it on my  next album but I want to share the single for FREE! Help me get Erykah  Badu's attention. She's @fatbellybella and I am @afromanticnakia I would  love for her to here what I've done to her sample.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NJBrxxMO3LQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NJBrxxMO3LQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME SHARE IT WITH YOU ALL!!!! (the legit way)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-3744933079285662934?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/3744933079285662934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=3744933079285662934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3744933079285662934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3744933079285662934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-letter-help-me.html' title='LOVE LETTER (HELP ME!)'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-5698802080633529775</id><published>2010-07-14T16:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:00:31.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have noticed part 2-- CLARIFICATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TD4eAtf1oYI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/XVXJsJu6hXM/s1600/clarify.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 493px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TD4eAtf1oYI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/XVXJsJu6hXM/s400/clarify.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493861593000550786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ok, so with all of the deaths that have occurred  recently that are connected to bullying, I see that people are easily  affected when a bully is mentioned in the same dialogue as “feelings”. I  accept and acknowledge that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So I'm not shocked that I get responses such as &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#%21/remembernakiahenry?v=wall&amp;amp;story_fbid=138120892879168&amp;amp;ref=notif"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on my wall and in my personal inbox on fb, (ppl don't like to see other ppl down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But let me assure you, that bullies need to be reminded of who  they really are just like everyone else, maybe even more so. So do not  expect me- Nakia Henry, who has written an entire album about loving  yourself, appreciating all things, and remembering who you really are-  to ever jump on the “F*CK THEM BULLIES” bandwagon. Even if you feel like  you have to punch them to defend yourself or your loved ones… after  picking them up from the ground encourage them to do better. Love them  back to connection, because surly if someone thinks they have to hurt  others to heal their hurt, they are truly disconnected. Or at the very  least, pray for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am addressing this here because most people have read  my last entry and are responding to it as if it is an entry about  bullies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The only reason I brought them up was to display how I  developed a behavior pattern. Do I have bullies today? Absolutely not. Am I still hurt  by bullies in the past? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My question is this: Where is the Divine in a stiff,  guarded individual?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There are certain situations where I don’t feel I am  emotionally free-free to feel. In the past, I had a smart ass comeback  so not to appear affected by anyone bothering me at the time. But it  never really made me “feel” better. Today, I’m lessening the comebacks  and am wanting to respond honestly, but at times I feel that my feelings  should be kept inside. I know that sounds unhealthy and unfair (to me),  and it is, but it’s a habit that I’ve fed. Either say something smart  or keep how you feel to yourself. It’s really one in the same as ‘saying  something smart’ and ‘keeping it inside’ cause turmoil (outer and  inner).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Again, this is a pattern that I’ve noticed, because I am  on my path of Self Mastery. It’s a pattern that no longer serves me and  I’m wondering if anyone has mastered this. Can the logical mind and a  free feeling heart coexist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Or is it of matter of not being consumed or controlled by your feelings? Have your feelings, and express freely and decide for yourself if having it serves you. (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'd like to go with the latter, but I'd like as many perspectives as possible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do you have any examples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-5698802080633529775?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/5698802080633529775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=5698802080633529775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5698802080633529775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5698802080633529775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-noticed-part-2-clarification.html' title='I have noticed part 2-- CLARIFICATION'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TD4eAtf1oYI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/XVXJsJu6hXM/s72-c/clarify.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1884484498557967171</id><published>2010-07-12T23:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T00:42:58.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have noticed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDvjqvdJG5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/YLxygMjoLkk/s1600/lilloni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 455px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDvjqvdJG5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/YLxygMjoLkk/s400/lilloni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493234493941160850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I have been conditioned to be extremely defensive. (I am of sound mind to acknowledge it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was teased from the moment I was in glasses til... When I cried, they laughed more and when I expressed how I felt to my family they said "if you don't go back outside to play or to 'hit him back' then I will give you something to cry about!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I have always played out in my mind someone saying something negative to me and then of course, my smart ass comeback. I played this out in advance. I wore a mean face to match it as well. And like magic (not really) I attracted numerous opportunities to test out my comebacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They reacted to my face, or found something to pick on me about and I"d make them feel dumb or horrible. And I got it all. They f*cked with me about my thick glasses, my nose, my nappy hair, my skinny everything, my eyes... what ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to have something to say back. I didn't want to be teased and I didn't want my parents to give me something to cry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I recalled the last (and final) time my mother slapped me. I was washing the dishes and she came beside yellin about ... somthin. And she slapped me, and I slowly turned around and gave her a smirk, and she left like she saw the devil. (lol) I remember feeling good that I did that, like I was telling her that she couldn't do it anymore, like I was showing her how silly it was that she felt she needed to do that (my ready and rehearsed comeback).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I also remember running upstairs to one of my oldest sisters crying and complaining about her, saying "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why would she do that&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my smirk (or comeback of any kind) really didn't heal much or make me "feel".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its FEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, fear is too easy. It's rooted in a lot of our "stuff". Lets get more specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my wanting to defend myself every time someone "makes me feel bad", I am not focusing or acknowledging "my feeling bad". How does a child know how to express themselves if they can't cry to their parents? Now, I understand that I should stand up for myself, but I don't think I have to ignore my feelings to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm getting at is I don't know if I am emotionally free, or ever knew how to be, or ever thought that it was ok to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I expressed my emotions in the past I was told that I was a cry baby, and people either teased me or threaten to whoop me. Now today, my heady voice can say "well maybe it was my ego because I was attached to a specific end. I wanted to be accepted and because I wasn't, I tried to block all emotion because I knew people would respond the way I DIDN'T want them to. Why would I want to knowingly piss them off, giving them further ammunition and reason to f*ck with me"... which is partly true (kids start lying the day when they tell the truth about something and are punished).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heady voice would also say "if you want to be emotionally free, then you have to give that freedom as well. You can't control how people are affected by you. Actually people CHOOSE to be affected by you"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heady voice is very logical and I bless it, but still. Where is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt;. When will I begin to feel freely without judgment, or stepping on eggshells so not to "hurt" someone elses feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that even mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now I don't know but I certainly still feel that by not expressing how I feel contributes to peace and comfort in certain situations. funny thing is I also KNOW that 'not speaking up' and 'peace' ARE not the same thing because of how it feels bottled inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I don't have an answer, but I know somewhere &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; emotionally free, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt; a conscious mind, and courage and strength gets me through anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1884484498557967171?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1884484498557967171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1884484498557967171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1884484498557967171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1884484498557967171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-noticed.html' title='I have noticed...'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDvjqvdJG5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/YLxygMjoLkk/s72-c/lilloni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-9079686530855955765</id><published>2010-07-10T22:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T19:39:18.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Day Dusk Meditation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDkpITKYIOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c8vvmmQMtqk/s1600/day21dusk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDko9RMIu3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/L-ytP-3ueTE/s1600/day21dusk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDko9RMIu3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/L-ytP-3ueTE/s400/day21dusk1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492466253606468466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDkpITKYIOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c8vvmmQMtqk/s1600/day21dusk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDkpDAeMW1I/AAAAAAAAAP4/Jn20rtSz3YU/s1600/day21dusk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDkpDAeMW1I/AAAAAAAAAP4/Jn20rtSz3YU/s400/day21dusk2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492466352198015826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDkpITKYIOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c8vvmmQMtqk/s1600/day21dusk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDkpITKYIOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c8vvmmQMtqk/s400/day21dusk3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492466443114520802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Dusk looked like on my &lt;a href="http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-21-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html"&gt;21st day (July 4th)&lt;/a&gt;... Beyond Blessed, and Truly Grateful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-9079686530855955765?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/9079686530855955765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=9079686530855955765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/9079686530855955765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/9079686530855955765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/21st-day-dusk-meditation.html' title='21st Day Dusk Meditation'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDko9RMIu3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/L-ytP-3ueTE/s72-c/day21dusk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-3506592232910283575</id><published>2010-07-10T21:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:42:45.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats me... yeah thats about it</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tc58rsMzGt8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tc58rsMzGt8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the roof... currently my favorite place... yeah, just because. I'll get intentional with it lata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-3506592232910283575?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/3506592232910283575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=3506592232910283575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3506592232910283575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3506592232910283575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/thats-me-yeah-thats-about-it.html' title='Thats me... yeah thats about it'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1776725011467140131</id><published>2010-07-08T00:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:14:33.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been...</title><content type='html'>Meditating at dusk lately. I tried dawn this morning but missed the break. I still have some residual "hurt" but I soothe myself on a regular basis. I honor it, because I know before letting it go of a thing, I must see it and hold it first. I won't ignore it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I know is that while I was stressing a few weeks ago, I was the only one, meaning no one was doing the same for me. No one shed a tear for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my worth today. I don't want anyone crying or dying for me and I will think twice before I find myself in a similar situation because I know the other doesn't want me down either. I know that when I focus on my hurt, the hurt grows and becomes my reality. It becomes less temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I still have some residual hurt to let go of, I feel so much better and am learning to appreciate the contrast. Blessing it. I now know and have a better understanding of what I DO NOT want. Now is the best time create and experience whats actually true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next album will be fukkin amazing lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1776725011467140131?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1776725011467140131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1776725011467140131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1776725011467140131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1776725011467140131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-been.html' title='I&apos;ve been...'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-7713999012235305513</id><published>2010-07-05T20:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:43:49.448-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 21 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDKyvy7MoHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/XmdCyVAoXmU/s1600/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDKyvy7MoHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/XmdCyVAoXmU/s400/DSC_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490647429911715954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;light painting with &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/saddikhali?ref=ts"&gt;Saddi Khali&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 of my 21 day detox of the mind, July 4th I celebrate 'thinking independently of any situation' day. I celebrate being awake and choosing consciously. I celebrate inner peace. I celebrate Spirit... Thank you for witnessing me creating a habit. And the spiritual practice continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 21 Day detox was designed to create a healthy habit. It is a process. A reminder to reconnect. A reminder to realign to who I really am. Life will not stop happening, but how I deal and how I'm affected will be in my control. I am choosing it all. I am choosing to be down, up, left, right, sad, happy, defeated, success, bored, creative... all of it. No one is "making me feel" anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be the effect anymore. I want to be the cause of my pleasurable experience. When I am the cause, then others will know and want to contribute. I will not make them the source (anymore). They will know how to treat me, because I know how to treat me. And the opposite is true as well. If someone is bothering me, or I feel like I'm being abused, then they are learning from the best abuser (me). I'm blessing it and stepping away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found away to soothe myself whenever I am in a situation where in the past, I was ready to fall to pieces. I fell to pieces before this detox and today I re-membered me. I re-membered the laughter and the determination that I am. I re-membered the been hurt and been fixed that I am. I re-membered the all of the Divine aspects that I am. I re-membered all of the pieces. The many members of me looked at each other and recalled how beautiful and strong I am. They looked at each other and saw wisdom. They saw all knowing. They saw the all of them and felt whole. The members of me celebrated their (w)holiness when I put them together again. I know how to reconnect. I know how to soothe me. I am open to more methods but I can stand firm on mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to life now. I look forward to winning this games. I am grateful to know the rules. I am grateful to know that no matter how bad things were, that I didn't die and I'm still here. I am grateful to go on, with enthusiasm. I am grateful to know that I live within abundance, which means, I don't have to settle for SHIT. I don't have to wait for someone else to change their mind so that I can be happy. I am grateful to know that I have everything and more inside of me, including my happiness. My happiness comes from me, through me. Outside sources contribute, but they are NOT the source. I am married to my inner-being and though it is an open relationship, I must commit to her first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to share these truths, for I know when I share with you, I am sharing with me. We are one. My hope for this series aside from my transformation, is that you can somehow believe that they too, have EVERYTHING AND MORE INSIDE OF YOU. That you are pulling your own strings all ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how beautiful you are. Remember how strong you are. Remember WHO YOU REALLY ARE. Remember we are one. and when you remember you, you will have also remembered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itunes.com/nakiahenry"&gt;Remember Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-7713999012235305513?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/7713999012235305513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=7713999012235305513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/7713999012235305513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/7713999012235305513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-21-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 21 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDKyvy7MoHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/XmdCyVAoXmU/s72-c/DSC_0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-7287420483466975515</id><published>2010-07-05T20:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:43:33.103-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 20 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>Day 20 of my 21 Day detox of the mind: "FEELS LIKE I'M WALKIN ON WATER, AND THERES NO WAY FOR ME TO DROOOWWN. I'M TIPPY TOE'IN ON THE HEAVENS AND DON'T WANNA COME DOOOOWWWN" this is how I feel -from "Heaven" who know the rest [&lt;a href="http://www.itunes.com/nakiahenry"&gt;PREVIEW THE SONG&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDJ_FymlHlI/AAAAAAAAAPg/bEJ2uIhPncc/s1600/flying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 495px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDJ_FymlHlI/AAAAAAAAAPg/bEJ2uIhPncc/s400/flying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490590633177718354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-7287420483466975515?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/7287420483466975515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=7287420483466975515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/7287420483466975515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/7287420483466975515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-20-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 20 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDJ_FymlHlI/AAAAAAAAAPg/bEJ2uIhPncc/s72-c/flying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4424720640416326520</id><published>2010-07-05T17:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:43:19.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 19 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>Day 19 of my 21 day detox: releasing 'common' (unconscious). Embracing 'mastery' (Conscious)... Its all making sense now, I am truly re-membering all the beautiful pieces of me. I am living my life, awake. I am listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDJ7gMiYoAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/XJg9AylsyLg/s1600/skpeek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 482px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDJ7gMiYoAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/XJg9AylsyLg/s400/skpeek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490586688769531906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/remembernakiahenry#%21/group.php?gid=52283674226&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Saddi Khali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"On this day of your life, Nakia, I believe God wants you to know that mastery is not measured by the number of terrible things you eliminate from your life, but by the number of times you eliminate calling them terrible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is am email I got a long time ago from subscribing to Neale Donald Walsch's site, the author of Conversations with God. I know that this detox is aiding me in being aware of my choices and reminding me that I created it all. I created everything I am going through in my life either by being the effect or being the cause. I want to forever be the cause. The pen is in my hand and I am open for spirit to pour through me my reality of well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This detox has helped me let go of so much just in the matter of 3 weeks. I definitely feel different and more responsible then ever before. I am more and more uncomfortable at my 9-5 and its only a matter of time before I release it. I know that I am holding on to it by fear as it says nothing of love or fulfillment. Right now I have it for my bills. and That's it. Wow... did I just say that. Even the truth scares ME sometimes. But I will set that creation forward. I know what my thought is doing. So I own it and stand firm in abundance. i stand firm in the knowing that I will prosper and feel free to share my good when I am doing what I love most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear is something I will have to consciously release/let go of daily. It is a monster that has been fed for years. Well, monster isn't the best word. But its the part of me that no longer serves me. So I bless it, because it reminds me that I am more. That Love is real and at the end of the day, LOVE IS ALL THERE IS. So when I am faced with something I fear, I won't just run to it in the hopes to overcome it. I will simply ask myself, "where is Love right now, in this moment"? How can I be love? I will choose love always and by default, drop fear... and everything else really. When I choose love, the illusions just fall away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always choosing. Labeling something wastes energy. Gets me stuck in the "lemme tell you why this is bad" stage. I would like to be of sound mind to see it, and determine whether it speaks to the truth of me or not. And if it doesn't, I will choose create a situation that does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I make my exit... I don't know, and I'm scared. I acknowledge that and also know that its the first step to healing and letting go. You have to hold it first before letting go, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4424720640416326520?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4424720640416326520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4424720640416326520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4424720640416326520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4424720640416326520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-19-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 19 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TDJ7gMiYoAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/XJg9AylsyLg/s72-c/skpeek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-8055077111486640736</id><published>2010-07-01T23:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:43:08.714-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 18 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>Day 18 of my 21 day mind detox was another quiet day, my chatter was workin overtime and needed some soothing. My mind chatter was beggin for a backrub today, and my heart obliged. I still have a lot to let go, and am making this more about the process and less about the destination. Its Growth. I'm honored to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned within a lot today, because I could still feel "hurt" lurking around the corner. Awareness tells me that when I feel this, I am actually misunderstanding or misusing the tools for empowerment. I have truly forgotten the rules of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know better. So instead of focusing on it, I try to remember, and remember again. reconnect. choose peace. choose peace. choose peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remind myself that even this, God can handle, so that means I can handle it too. There is truly apart of me that is isn't harmed at all. The more attention I give that part, the more that part will be the dominant characteristic. I won't choose "not to be affected". I will again and again choose whatever I want to grow in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and Over again, I asked myself today: who am I in relation to this? State the facts Nakia. What is your observation? Who are you in this story? What can you create in this moment? Who would you like to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve all that is good. I release any need for misery and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;I release the need to prove myself to anyone as I am my own self and I love it that way.&lt;br /&gt;I am solution minded. Any problem that comes up in life is solvable.&lt;br /&gt;I am never alone. The universe supports me and is with me at every step.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is filled only with loving, healthy, positive and prosperous thoughts which ultimately are converted into my life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;I consciously release the past and live only in the present. That way I get to enjoy and experience life to the full.&lt;br /&gt;I love myself in totality and I radiate energy.&lt;br /&gt;In life I always get what I give out and I always give out love.&lt;br /&gt;I live in the now and design my future. The past has no effect on my present.&lt;br /&gt;I am forgiving, loving, gentle and kind and am safe in the knowledge that life loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.self-help-and-self-development.com/index.html"&gt;peep more here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I honor God in me I see God all around me, excited and willing to contribute to peace, our peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to be love in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TC1oP6fhAnI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/GCY9kFsKZ8A/s1600/peacesk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TC1oP6fhAnI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/GCY9kFsKZ8A/s400/peacesk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489158143443272306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;another by &lt;a href="http://www.modelmayhem.com/87793"&gt;Saddi Khali&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-8055077111486640736?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/8055077111486640736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=8055077111486640736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8055077111486640736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8055077111486640736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-18-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 18 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TC1oP6fhAnI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/GCY9kFsKZ8A/s72-c/peacesk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4522370690877175344</id><published>2010-07-01T16:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:42:57.762-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 17 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TC0BfRBbA5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/snmiqG35VZg/s1600/albumcoverportrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 493px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TC0BfRBbA5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/snmiqG35VZg/s400/albumcoverportrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489045157491442578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 17: I feel... I can't explain, but I think it is immense joy. Immesurable love. I am letting go of a lot and I am embracing so much good- and this is not airy fairy talk right here. TODAY, IN THIS MOMENT I FEEL... SO... GOOOOOOOOOOOD (good/God- you decide)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up feeling extraordinarily great… I really did. Yesterday I thought to myself, “Self, you bought that green scarf to get out of you all black habit. Now that you have countless pics all over the net with it, its time to get some new ones.” And that’s what I did. I bought a couple new vibrant color scarves and today I wore a melon colored one. I don’t know that altered my mood but this morning I made it a point to say good morning to everyone I saw during my 15 minute walk to the train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful start to a beautiful day. Later that morning I found out that I have fans/family/friends in Haiti. Apparently there are some students at the cinematography school that found my music (cineinstitute.com). I was ecstatic. I could not focus on things that did not matter to me (my 9-5). I mattered more in that moment and I felt so alive. I was immediately aware of how NYC can be a bubble, a nice comfortable, unique bubble, but a bubble nonetheless. There is so much here that it is easy to think that everything is here. I know on a bigger level that I WANTED to reach everyone in the world willing to listen with wide open hearts, but I had no idea that it was happening in this way, that I was winning in this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I’m able to see it clearly now, because I’m positive it was all happening before the detox, before my letting go. But when I am making the best effort possible to reconnect, re-center, to focus on my inner peace, to really listen, I hear everything I need to hear in the moment it happens. This goes for today and for day 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So THIS is what happens when I let go: I stop “working hard” at the 9-5… (its true), I’m not that excited about going and am perpetually 5 minutes late everyday… (true).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past I would fear losing the job and get my act together. Now though I do make the effort to get there on time and I certainly get my work done, the fear is fading and I now trust that whatever comes out of this will be for me highest good and as long as my partnership with my Self is strong, then there is nothing that I can’t overcome. And I am realizing more and more that I don’t need to be there and they would do just fine without me, really. They would. So I’m kind of going through the motions right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine the more I let go the easier it will be to set it aside like a toy I grew out of. Not like it was the most horrible experience ever, but more like unnecessary for my survival/existence/being-ness. We make these necessary adjustments when we evolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be letting go for awhile now. I’m ‘&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZnLrSeDMJo"&gt;more than alright&lt;/a&gt;’ with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4522370690877175344?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4522370690877175344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4522370690877175344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4522370690877175344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4522370690877175344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-17-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 17 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TC0BfRBbA5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/snmiqG35VZg/s72-c/albumcoverportrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-8661528270654723394</id><published>2010-07-01T16:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:42:47.908-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 16 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCz_kZyKNMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/eU902O9QWN0/s1600/freeatthebeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 476px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCz_kZyKNMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/eU902O9QWN0/s400/freeatthebeach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489043046719435970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 of my 21 day mind cleanse: I'm Letting Go! I am not making anything "happen"... I am making it welcome, for it is already happening. I release what no longer serves me and am embracing the love and abundance that is ever-flowing to and through me. I am dancing in it, I am singing in it, I am breathing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned the whole making it “welcome versus happen” idea in my &lt;a href="http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-12-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html"&gt;clutter&lt;/a&gt; entry, but this whole blog series goes in circles, if you haven’t noticed lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I let go, I also let go of specific results. If I am giving my all, then I will receive it all. But to be honest, I have NO IDEA what that looks like. Who in here does? I know what it feels like but looks, appearances, or stuff is a changing thing, so I know not to be married to a specific outcome. I know that Love knows what I desire and knows how I want to live. I also have to know that Love has imagined it ever better. So I release it all to receive everything that is coming to me. I can find God in more places then one. If I am only looking up, then imagine what I could be missing ALL AROUND ME. I’d call that a tiny god to only show up one way. I could say the same thing about my success as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it that I need to make “happen”? Let’s venture to say a tour around the states, a partner who loves me, money to eat and live well, and a visit to Detroit every once in a while. I can work towards those things and am working towards those things. I don’t want to misinterpret this idea as “sit around and wait for the blessing”. But what I am driving home is, the idea of the universe imagining it better, and the fact that I have everything I need inside of me right now and that I am already prospering. My state wide tour could be nation wide. My partner will know the importance of loving himself first. My money is long and I give it generously. My family is with me, everywhere I go. All of these things are happening RIGHT NOW, and by letting go, I am releasing the clutter- the illusions- from the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I am making a slue of possibilities welcome. This is what I mean by making it welcome. When I am trying to make something happen, I am in separation from my source, for making something happen suggests that it is not already happening, and therefore pushing it away from me even more. You ever try to feel better about your debt by thinking about it… it doesn’t work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak in circles sometimes because, I myself, need the reminder over and over again. So forgive me if you can recognize some of these principles in other entries. It means more to me that I overstand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll assume you are here for your growth and expansion as well. Consciousness proceeds form. Do you believe that? Do I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-8661528270654723394?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/8661528270654723394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=8661528270654723394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8661528270654723394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8661528270654723394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-16-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 16 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCz_kZyKNMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/eU902O9QWN0/s72-c/freeatthebeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-6091275026895524879</id><published>2010-07-01T16:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:42:29.850-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 15 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCz8FMmaeuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_jnv-qFzdno/s1600/journeysk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 541px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCz8FMmaeuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_jnv-qFzdno/s400/journeysk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489039212069681890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yep thats me, shot by Saddi Khali who has done most of the photography on this blog, credit him and peep his work &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/photos.php?id=100001071735562"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 of my 21 day cleansing/detoxification of the mind. This last week will be focused on my biggest battle to date and that's LETTING GO! I acknowledge that in the past it has been very hard for me to do, but I'm not fighting anymore battles. I will choose PEACE every time. Please send energy and leave some affirmations.... I read them. I use them. I remember them. I AM them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a talk I had with my dad about fighting battles or addictions or letting what used to get to you, continue to get to you. In the beginning I likened it to a full grown fight turning into toddlers fighting, meaning when ever you feel you are confronted with “that thing” that got to you at the time of your life when you were living unconscious, it won’t be an issue in your current evolved state. He mentioned that there would always be a battle but I said that the battle would be minimal and not life shattering as it once was. I said it would be breaking up a fight between two 3 year olds as opposed to 2 men his age. Basically that the battle would get easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since then, I have been introduced to a new perspective, by a close friend of mine you is very serious about living his life comfortably between pleasure and PEACE. I explained to him the conversation between my father and I, and he asked me: is it a battle if you are choosing ‘peace’. (I know what you’re thinking… and yes, I have some brilliant friends, duuuhhh they are a reflection of me, :)silly). Perhaps it was a clever play on words at the time but I understood completely and brought it back to my dad and he told me he had to “get back to me on that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t have to be “to drink or not to drink” or “to over-analyze or not to over-analyze”… If my thought is creative, then what’s being heard by the universe is “drink” or “over-analyze”. When I am doing the “this or that” dance what I am REALLY doing is stressing. It’s like when a meditation leader tells you to “not think” of something. That’s almost impossible. It’s much easier to think of “something else”. That “something else” for me will be (is) PEACE. When I choose peace first, I am choosing God first and when I choose God first, I am putting my Self first. The other stuff is just stuff, (energy that doesn’t really serve my well being), so why give it a first a second thought at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am practicing choosing to Be love, peace, joy, abundance, awesomeness, whole, perfect health, the perfect partner, creative being, performance artist, and so much more of what consists of God Consciousness. When I place my energy and focus on these aspects, the other “stuff” falls away. I release it all. I release what ever must fall away and I release the newness that I am embracing, knowing that I am in the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I release and let go of any thought that doesn’t speak to who I REALLY am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more supporting the illusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-6091275026895524879?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/6091275026895524879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=6091275026895524879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6091275026895524879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6091275026895524879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-15-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 15 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCz8FMmaeuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_jnv-qFzdno/s72-c/journeysk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-5768865634132832174</id><published>2010-06-29T19:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:42:19.344-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 13 and 14 (weekend) of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCq4BAjQK8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/N7b1CTO9e98/s1600/achurchinharlemMESS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 356px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCq4BAjQK8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/N7b1CTO9e98/s400/achurchinharlemMESS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488401423371611074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a church in Harlem... why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 and 14 (weekend) I'm looking deeply at allowing vs tolerating-- observing vs judging... I'm ready to talk about it, I'm here for my growth, I'll assume you are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am connecting to my guidance system more and more I find myself wanted to shut my mouth. Not because I have nothing to say, but more because I know that my thought and my word (together) create on a certain level. I ask myself on a regular basis, "who am I in this moment? what role am I playing? what would I like to experience in this moment? what am I creating? what am I contributing?" Its another Virgo trait I think. I have been told that virgos don't do alot of debating and in most cases they refuse. Mainly because we'd rather be a fly in the wall and learn from whats happening. And if we do find ourselves being active in a debate, we go for blood. 2 extremes, and are somewhat true with me. But lately, I am silent because I am continuously checking in to what I know the big picture is. If I say anything I must remind myself and the reader that this view supports who I am and where I see myself. It supports my highest good; this is what I know from my experience; these are my truths; this is serving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No where in there does it say: this is 'right' or 'the only way' and you are 'wrong' if you don't agree. (judgment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am speaking to others who say that they want a thing, or experience something specific in mind, yet they do the complete opposite; if we are having a discussion about it and they want my feedback or ask for help, my wanting is for them for them be their own guidance. My words would be something like, "you are always talking about going to the right and how great right is and how you'd love to experience it, but all the while you are not looking to the right. You have been gazing at left for a while, and have even ventured in the upward direction. Now I don't know if you've changed your mind along the way, but I believe you have a good idea about which way is right", followed by encouragements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's a tricky example but take directions out and insert anything, colors, numbers, you get my point. What I am pointing out is the main difference between making judgments and making observations- describing what simply is without labeling it god or bad. Once I put it into these terms, I can see if a thing contributes to my well being and if it does not then it simply isn't for me. If I've gone left, then I just simply choose again and make the necessary adjustments. But I won't call left bad, because that way may work for someone else and if God is all there is then who's "bad"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning the difference between allowing and toleration. I am who I am though I am always changing, evolving... I am happy with whom I become. And though another may be different from me, it is still good. It is still a blessing. Though I know myself to be freer then before I knew these truths, I would encourage everyone who is happy with their path, to stay on it. Love is so full and big that it is unnecessary to think that there is only one road to it. Plus a world of conformity and sameness, lessens creativity and I would never do that, nor could I succeed if I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding that allowing is very different from tolerating because when I tolerate something, I let it be but I am not happy about it, and therefore binding myself with negativity. We all know enough about energy and circulation. It does me no good to not like something and do nothing about it, other then.... not like it. I see others in their religion sometimes and I wonder what's in it for them to try to get another to cross over to their ways. It must be the dominion god that some people serve. But I bless those people as well, for a candle lit in the sun cannot be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I am kinda quiet lately... I desire peace in all of my dealings, and I must know that everybody knows whats best for their highest good. And whatever suffering we are going through is temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to speak, think, believe and know a new language. I hope I am communicating effectively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-5768865634132832174?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/5768865634132832174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=5768865634132832174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5768865634132832174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5768865634132832174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-13-and-14-weekend-of-21-day-detox.html' title='day 13 and 14 (weekend) of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCq4BAjQK8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/N7b1CTO9e98/s72-c/achurchinharlemMESS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4051540494881447463</id><published>2010-06-29T15:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:42:09.289-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 12 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCpRe6sHeSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-fWOE_EfmSU/s1600/beliefNYE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 351px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCpRe6sHeSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-fWOE_EfmSU/s400/beliefNYE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488288687496591650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 of my 21 day MIND detox-- I am detoxing my home. clearing the clutter, making room for new thought, new love, new movement, new way, new life... I'm releasing what doesn't serve me... lovely. Its time to burn some sage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I stayed home from the 9 to 5 hustle. I matter more (always). I needed a personal day, a deeply rooted personal day and I did a lot of nothing, which is what I really needed. I spent 3 hours playing with my bass, Rooty, and I cleaned. I will be cleaning for a while but I started today. I have been doing a lot of cleansing in the mind so it’s only natural that I see things outside myself that need cleansed as well. (I think the next detox I do will be with food, for a week though cuz I’m a skinny minny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, Baba gave me some sage to burn and commented on how clear the energy was in my apartment. Baba is the elder that referred to me as his God-Daughter. I was happy he felt that way because he was extremely helpful to me when I went to him after the &lt;a href="http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/11/stop-me-if-you-heard-this-before.html"&gt;robbery&lt;/a&gt;. So him saying that really meant a lot. He said it seemed balanced, and clear and light. That also lets me know that when I feel exhausted, unproductive, tired, and uninspired when I come home sometimes, it has more to do with ME and my &lt;a href="http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-4-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html"&gt;energy&lt;/a&gt; then it does with the apartment. Everything I need is inside of me. I have everything I need and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burn frankincense and sage on a regular basis and today was definitely the day to double up. I am embracing so much newness and abundance and I am expecting so much more, yet I have not made many aspects of my life welcome just yet. I am making my mind, brain, spirit ready, yet I don’t want to “live” there. The idea is for both the mind to be open and the feet to be grounded, where ever I am. There are things in my outer reality that are shifting significantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember once in my foundations class we were discussing prayer and our power and intention. The instructor mentioned something like “we are not making anything ‘happen’; we are not asking for something to ‘happen”. We are making it ‘welcome’. Well being is flowing to us always. Abundance is all around us. We see it naturally when we look at nature- can you count grains of sand, leaves on a tree, waves in an ocean? No, it is never-ending. There is an infinite flow of goodness always flowing to us, yet WE tend to get in the way. And by we, I mean me (or whoever will ponder this), and who I really mean is EGO, (Edging God Out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ego blocks the divine stream of pure energy. Anytime I feel alone, or like I need to do something by myself and that I HAS to be this way only, not only am I moving from my ego, I am setting myself up for destruction because those actions/thoughts/feelings lead me to grow attached to a specific outcome and when that outcome doesn’t come, pain shows up gladly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am never alone and I have a permanent partnership with the Divine, which include other people. I embrace it all. And in embracing it all, I must release what does not serve me to make room. I have been doing a great job with this detox and it has opened my eyes and now I see what’s in my home that does not contribute to my peace. And I’ve been looking at it everyday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am cleaning house, in more ways then one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4051540494881447463?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4051540494881447463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4051540494881447463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4051540494881447463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4051540494881447463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-12-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 12 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCpRe6sHeSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-fWOE_EfmSU/s72-c/beliefNYE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-2180120069186401997</id><published>2010-06-26T12:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:41:59.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 11 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYwL7FnR2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/6_WvrBxfGgg/s1600/goodtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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 &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Day 11 of my 21 day Detox of the mind: I am finding that most of my meditations are centered around attraction and reflections. People can only show me the dominant thought that I hold for them. Today I understand that when I practice the BEST in myself, I bring out the best in others. Negative thoughts don't serve me or the person I am thinking them about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;We are all multifaceted beings. And how many of us have taken full responsibility of what has happened to you in our lives? Really? When I know my thoughts are creative, when I know my worth, when I love me and take care of me, when it matters more to me how I feel, there are certain things that I DO, (see last entry on be-do-have). There have been times in the past where I have cried and have said words like, “you made me cry” or “she/he did this to me”. Now I understand that when ever I am down, I am out of alignment of who I really am. I have forgotten why I came forth to this extraordinary world, which is to experience, know, be and create who I really am. Because I have this awareness, it is sometimes hard for me to get back up, because I know on some level I put myself there. And yes, I can easily pick myself up, but let’s face it, its hard to stand when you are weak. I felt that way before I started this detox. I just kept reminding myself that it was temporary and that I have to connect to who I really am again and again… and again. It is a beautiful process of knowing, forgetting, remembering, knowing, forgetting, remembering.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;But I am puling the strings in either allowing something to bother me, or not seeing the full picture of what has occurred.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;If I practice knowing my worth, feeling good, loving me, taking care of me, I am projecting that into the universe. I attract just that. I see only that, because it exists very clearly in my mind first. I expect it. Its plain to see this with children, with friends, with co workers, with family. You hear others talk about them in a negative way: This child is wild/ I can’t stand Lisa, she always gossips/ here comes auntie Rose, always beggin. But when that child, or Lisa, or Rose comes and sits next to you, you have a totally different experience with them. That child is a joy, full of energy, wanting to love you and tell you of the greatness he’s discovered. Lisa is very comfortable with you and likes talking about life and the steps she’s taking to make her life better. Rose sees you and is very proud of what you’ve become. Proud to show you off to her friends on the block. She can’t stop smiling.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;This is VERY true for me. I have no idea how these beings are when they are not with me. But I do know that it has a lot to do with the energy I carry. It has a lot to do with my expectations. So even if the child is “wild”, I know wild is a judgment based on past experiences of others and to think that of another aspect of God doesn’t really serve me. THAT child is not showing me “wild”. That child is showing me “wonder”. I know this because that is what I am looking for in that child. And who knows, maybe Lisa and Auntie Rose know that I don’t go for gossipin and beggin. They know this because they know that I know my worth. If you fed your children fruits and vegetables on a regular basis and was very diligent and specific in their quest to health and others see that, they wouldn't dare offer them a snickers without asking YOU first. It’s the same with you too. When you take care of you, when you MATTER to you, other see that and approach you in a like matter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;If my dominant thought about someone is, “He ain’t sh!t” then it will be impossible for me to see anything other than that in them. Not to mention (and I haven’t even started with this yet) WE ARE ONE! If I have that kind of thought about another, then on some level I am thinking that thought for me. Especially if I am truly effected by this person. It is certainly a reflection of me, as opposites do not attract. On top of all that, who feels “good” thinking those thoughts anyway?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Its starts inside, always. I practice the best in me so it’s not a task to see the best in others. And they bring it out when they are around me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-2180120069186401997?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/2180120069186401997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=2180120069186401997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2180120069186401997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2180120069186401997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-11-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 11 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYwL7FnR2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/6_WvrBxfGgg/s72-c/goodtime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4176414515006843901</id><published>2010-06-26T12:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:41:46.782-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 10 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYukzd87-I/AAAAAAAAANw/9q2Y5cT_6HI/s1600/flyinhigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYukzd87-I/AAAAAAAAANw/9q2Y5cT_6HI/s400/flyinhigh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487124405823533026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Marvin Gaye Tribute- I sang Flyin High in a Friendly Sky... 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	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Day 10 of my 21 detox of the mind: I remember that "the basis of my life is Freedom; the purpose of my life is JOY" (Abraham-Hicks) -marinate on that, while I have my naked-dancing-without-curtains time... I feel great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Be Do Have&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;There are some people who have it backwards. I was definitely one of them. I thought if I had the things I wanted, I can do what I wanted and then be happy- If I had a million dollars, I could feel free to travel the world, and &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;then&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I’d be happy. And we all know (or you at least know me to believe) that thought is creative. And a thought like that keeps you waiting and certainly UNhappy. Waiting to be happy, waiting to do what you really want to do. But if I reverse it I can experience what I intend at a much rapid pace, pretty much immediately considering there’s no time in the Divine. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;I can BE peace. From this being-ness I DO what’s natural for me and what brings me more peace. By default I am attracting who I am. I HAVE more of the energy that I project. I HAVE everything I need and more, because I am my source. I am peace, (an aspect of the Divine)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;I can BE happy. From this state of being, I DO what comes natural for me. I DO what happy does. I HAVE everything I need and more. By default I am calling forth things and circumstances that are of a like essence. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;I can BE free. I am FREE. I DO free (rather well). I HAVE FREEDOM. I attract those who are free, who either know it, or need a reminder.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;I can go straight to BE and not wait to experience all that comes next. At the end of the day, I believe that’s what we all want. When we fuss over money or the lack there of, its usually: a million dollar check would clear up my debt and I could pay my bills, do what I want, and feel free, feel less like I owe anyone, feel no fear, doubt, worry, or concern. Be real with yourself. If someone gave you that check right now, you wouldn’t dare sit pretty on it, and do nothing, and feel like you got what you really wanted. What you really wanted was freedom, peace, happiness, joy, love, worth, or worthiness, strength, abundance, prosperity, grounded-ness, holy, fulfilled, LOVED. BUT YOU ARE THOSE THINGS (my bad… too pushy/preachy/shouldy. You will have to decide that on your own, but I will always remind you). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;now where was I….. BUT I AM THOSE THINGS ALREADY! All of this is an aspect of the Divine, and if God is all there is, then that means me too. I can know that now and experience those things RIGHT NOW, this instant. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;I am strengthening my knowing. Though it started with faith, I wouldn’t call it faith today. Faith leads into believing. Believing leads to knowing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;My knowing is strong. My knowing is strong. My knowing is strong. My knowing is strong. M knowing is strong. My knowing is strong. My knowing is strong. My knowing is STRONG. MY KNOWING IS STRONG. MY KNOWING IS STRONG. MY KNOWING IS STRONG. MY KNOWING IS STRONG. MY KNOWING IS STRONG.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4176414515006843901?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4176414515006843901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4176414515006843901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4176414515006843901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4176414515006843901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-10-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 10 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYukzd87-I/AAAAAAAAANw/9q2Y5cT_6HI/s72-c/flyinhigh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-6693726029028679997</id><published>2010-06-26T12:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:41:32.679-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 9 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>   &lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; 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	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Day 9 of my 21 Day Detox of the mind was actually a quiet and reflective day. I didn't say much and my meditations were longer today. Maybe I am remembering to create time to listen. Love communicates to us always, how often are we listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;And that’s what I did today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Meditation is kind of hard for me. I don’t know if my virgo side is always seeking to over analyze, but its hard to let go and focus on my breath, because I tend to have A LOT of head chatter. But today I worked hard at soothing my chatter. Rubbing it on its back. Calming it down. Massaging the chatters fingers. I took extra time to be a loving mother to the chatter. In the past I was a yelling mother to her. Now I am learning to be there and console. My head was busy today but my heart never gave up. My heart was there to love me head to silence. I took extra care and time today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h3 style="margin: 0.1pt 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I actually don’t know what to say, so I won’t force it… Ase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYssH088zI/AAAAAAAAANo/HnXNgjNTGvU/s1600/reflectsaddikhali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 511px; height: 341px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYssH088zI/AAAAAAAAANo/HnXNgjNTGvU/s400/reflectsaddikhali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487122332524540722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-6693726029028679997?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/6693726029028679997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=6693726029028679997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6693726029028679997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6693726029028679997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-9-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 9 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYssH088zI/AAAAAAAAANo/HnXNgjNTGvU/s72-c/reflectsaddikhali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-8726187811670389380</id><published>2010-06-24T21:23:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:41:14.398-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 8 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYr7c7UWRI/AAAAAAAAANg/Kf78ZkIxVD0/s1600/menmama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 478px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYr7c7UWRI/AAAAAAAAANg/Kf78ZkIxVD0/s400/menmama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487121496374794514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYrN6RPzsI/AAAAAAAAANY/hTDtQ1QA_aE/s1600/menmama.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me and my mama at opening night 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta name="Keywords" content=""&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; &lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;link rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/GodasNakia/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0clip_filelist.xml"&gt; 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I use all of my relationships (familial/friends/romantic) to help define and create the highest idea I ever held of myself. If I find that a relationship no longer serves me, I make the necessary adjustments for my health, spirit, and sanity. Experiencing the ever-expansion of my Self is my intention.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;How can you know yourself as tall without knowing short? How can you know yourself as kind unless you do someone a kindness? How can you know what it means to forgive unless someone spites you? What other ways can you experience these things if it weren't for relationships? (seriously).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't brought up my album in a while (purposely), but I have an album entitled REMEMBER ME, and for the bonus track (title track), I did a piece inspired by a story by Neale Donald Walsch. read it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sapphyr.net/largegems/littlesoul-thesun.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;. It changed my life, and its a short read...... and WE'RE BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since reading this story, I have looked at all of my relationships as such. Monsters and victims disappeared immediately. An immense amount of gratitude came over me as I saw all the "bad" guys in my relationship defining who I am today, and what I REALLY WANT. Even the relationships I have with my family lead me to be conscious of the places in my life where I am governed by love or fear. I don't know how I would have known this without them. I was OPEN after reading that story. We live in the world of relativity. And I love it. I know that I am choosing it all, and I have certainly called forth the opposite so that I may no myself as mySelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Now I no longer need to call forth the opposite, for I have enough experience to know who I truly am. But I must REMEMBER it. Yet we are creators, creating our experiences, situations, and our lives. Relationships enable me to create my circumstances, and myself actively. And when the relationship doesn't serve me, I make the necessary adjustment of either by reworking it in my mind to make sense, offer suggestions that both parties could take part in, or leave. Either way, I have a choice in the matter. I HAVE to choose. And as long as I’m choosing, I am creating. I am authoring my experience, my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as long as I am working on me, I know that I am attracting someone who is doing the same. That way, we can work on ourselves individually and naturally (and actively) contribute to each-others well being… (to be continue as relationship “talk” will never be complete).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-8726187811670389380?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/8726187811670389380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=8726187811670389380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8726187811670389380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8726187811670389380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-8-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 8 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCYr7c7UWRI/AAAAAAAAANg/Kf78ZkIxVD0/s72-c/menmama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1723611690634305156</id><published>2010-06-20T11:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:40:57.678-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 6 and 7 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCF83g6eenI/AAAAAAAAANI/93MItgRs4Ts/s1600/greencalcite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCF83g6eenI/AAAAAAAAANI/93MItgRs4Ts/s400/greencalcite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485803114283825778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Green calcite is a grounding and centering  stone that brings stability. It increases success, prosperity, business,   and fertility of all kinds. It is an excellent stone for gardening.  It is also considered a stone of manifestation because of it's ability  to develop increase in all areas.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Day 6 and 7 of my 21 Day Detox of the Mind, I remembered the law of attraction and circulation, respectively. I've chosen to combine the post because the laws are somewhat intertwined and... well, cuz IT WAS THE WEEKEND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I briefly discussed this in the "energy" blog, but a lot of people mistaken the law or attraction and the law of circulation for karma or what goes around comes around. Now, I won't get into how others feel, but I know when I hear phrases like that, I think of action only. I get stuck in the doing. I very rarely hear about energy, or giving in joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law of attraction- creating with your thoughts, attracting what you give your attention to, attracting who you are (opposites do not attract- on some level you and your alleged opposite line up identically).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thought is a prayer and worrying is like praying for what you DON'T want to happen. And just as I used to get chased by many dogs because I was scared, I am always attracting that which I give my attention to. Luckily I have the buffer of time and I am consciously moving intentional thoughts. My current life is the result of my past thoughts. With this detox I am practicing on a regular basis, FEELING GOOD.  and attracting it. And time is actually on my side as I am changing my life at a rapid speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law of circulation- being in the flow, giving from a loving place, knowing that I have everything I need and more, being eager to give, and knowing that I am in the flow. Remembering that abundance is my birthright. Walking with a abundant, prosperous, never ending stream of goodness-consciousness, making this my mantra. RELEASING THE "I AIN'T GOT NO-" MANTRA! I am in the flow of my good and there is enough for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to play catch with a ball hog and if I am feeling "bad" about my giving I am not in the flow of "good".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am giving to get "it", then I never had "it" in the first place and through law of attraction, the universe will match my believing of "not having it" with "nothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;I had a beautiful weekend. I went to brunch in my neighborhood, bought a couple of books from a specialty book store and bought some stones in union sq, with an elder (who introduced me as his God Daughter-I was pleasantly surprised). I bought and am studying lapis, azeztulite, green calcite (pictured), spectrolite, rose   quartz, amethyst, and moss agate. If God is all there is, then that includes the minerals and plants and their healing/aiding properties. I am not lending my power to these things because I know I have everything I need to access inside of me, but I will not discount the world around me when it can assist me in accessing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These stones are new to me. My first encounter with one (spectrolite) was very magical. I can't say that I am having a similar experience this time around. Maybe a while back with spectrolite, I had a huge blockage of energy somewhere, and it was opened... and now it's kinda in between. I have no idea. But I continue to meditate and quiet my thoughts, with and without a stone, for I know when I practice this, I am really practicing quieting my  mind so my heart can be heard more clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sunday, i spent the most of the day recording. Each time I was on the train, I meditated, (an hour and 15 mins each way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I must incorporate some affirmations. But I feel a difference and am so proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doin great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1723611690634305156?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1723611690634305156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1723611690634305156' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1723611690634305156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1723611690634305156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-6-and-7-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 6 and 7 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TCF83g6eenI/AAAAAAAAANI/93MItgRs4Ts/s72-c/greencalcite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-5923946811707616564</id><published>2010-06-18T23:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:40:47.439-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 5 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBw9yEeRxaI/AAAAAAAAANA/k_e7b245ozY/s1600/grateful4u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 538px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBw9yEeRxaI/AAAAAAAAANA/k_e7b245ozY/s400/grateful4u.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484326376633910690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt; Today I said thank  you, ALL Day. I am remembering Gratitude, and relearning how to think  independently of any situation. Today I am winning in the most beautiful  ways and I am so grateful. I am grateful for ALL Things no matter how  they appear in this moment. I know that it is all in Divine Order for me  to REAL-IZE my power. And I know that it is all God (typo, but I'm  keepin it)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooo, something happened yesterday that under normal circumstances, I would have fell to pieces. But because I'm leaving normal and headed toward exceptional (because I've been practicing feeling good), it didn't bother me as much. A bright light went off and it was what I needed. Though it hurt me, the hurt did not last long because all week I've been walking in love and knowing that everything is unfolding as it should. I needed to see and hear it the way that I did. And all day today, I kept saying thank you. I walked taller than I ever walked before today. I'm loving this whole "think independently of the situation" thing. I did a great job and no one will get in the way of me getting ME out of the way for spirit to flow freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ego was so quiet and non-existent today. It stayed in its box and did not interrupt my love walk. I allowed the outer circumstances to be. I did not try to change it and sparked such a strong force of compassion and it was so easy to let go of what I've been holding so closely to me for 4 years (by force [ego]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditation has helped me tremendously this week. I think next week (monday), I will incorporate some affirmations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive and choosing well, and I am grateful to know these truths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-5923946811707616564?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/5923946811707616564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=5923946811707616564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5923946811707616564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5923946811707616564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-5-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 5 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBw9yEeRxaI/AAAAAAAAANA/k_e7b245ozY/s72-c/grateful4u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-2490996155859042192</id><published>2010-06-17T23:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:40:34.256-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 4 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBrmOu4L0oI/AAAAAAAAAM4/sit1rcJOApk/s1600/Energy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 505px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBrmOu4L0oI/AAAAAAAAAM4/sit1rcJOApk/s400/Energy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483948637053244034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; &lt;meta name="Keywords" content=""&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; &lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;link rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/GodasNakia/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0clip_filelist.xml"&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:documentproperties&gt;   &lt;o:template&gt;Normal.dotm&lt;/o:Template&gt;   &lt;o:revision&gt;0&lt;/o:Revision&gt;   &lt;o:totaltime&gt;0&lt;/o:TotalTime&gt;   &lt;o:pages&gt;1&lt;/o:Pages&gt;   &lt;o:words&gt;359&lt;/o:Words&gt;   &lt;o:characters&gt;2047&lt;/o:Characters&gt; 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I remembered energy. I actually had “the law of circulation” in mind but I Energy came up first during my 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; meditation. And I think it’s better to speak about it before the law of circulation because “stuff” is usually thought of when throw in terms and phrases like “Karma”, “What Goes Around Comes Back Around”, “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you” or “Give and you shall receive”. There is a lot of “action” implied in all of that, but not much is discussed about energy, so I’m grateful for that inspiration to come through as clear as it did. I’m finding all of this consistent meditation is quieting my chatty mind, but it’s a journey, a process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I was very conscious of the energy I contributed. I paid a bill today and was not all that happy about it. I could feel myself getting discouraged about my financial situation. I felt like I was lacking everything I “needed” and that I would never make it above water. I brought that energy to my 11am meditation, and sat with it for a minute. And then I remembered a talk from Creative Light Spiritual Center entitled “Money is Love”. (Now, it could have been the talk, or it could have been God, but what’s the difference if God is all there it is.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was reminded about energy- that everything is energy, even money. And if I want anything to change about my relationship with money then I need to remember again and again that money is Love. The energy I put behind it must be balanced and clear as well. I cannot feel bad about giving money, loaning it, paying a bill, giving to the homeless. If I feel bad when I’m giving, I am giving the receiver my “bad”. That may be hard to hear as some would like to believe that if I am giving money to anyone then I would get it back somehow, cuz I gave it. But on the contrary, if while if I am giving and I am coming from a thought of lack, or not enoughness, (I’m giving to get = I never had it in the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; place…this bill is always so high when I pay it= I never have enough for it… I loaned you my last= and I’m not gonna get more)… yeah, all of THAT, if I am giving money and I’m putting all that energy behind it, then I cannot be surprised when I get it RIGHT BACK. Ain’t no million dollar check comin from THAT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I was very conscious of the energy I contributed. I am always looking to contribute, love, abundance, prosperity, healing, wholeness, togetherness, and ease to my life, to wherever I am and to anyone I encounter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-2490996155859042192?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/2490996155859042192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=2490996155859042192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2490996155859042192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2490996155859042192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-4-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 4 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBrmOu4L0oI/AAAAAAAAAM4/sit1rcJOApk/s72-c/Energy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-9122747241521726966</id><published>2010-06-16T22:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:40:18.412-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 3 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBmWvFjXgYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ROrFveAm8js/s1600/Smile1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBmWvFjXgYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ROrFveAm8js/s400/Smile1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483579756988825986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBmR9xGLjgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zmDlIZkmpmI/s1600/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I remembered that my thought is creative. I feel really good. As I said earlier, I'm still adding to the program and I think I will add some dance time. I think I wanna create time to bug out in my place. I feel REALLY good when  do this. Today, I came home and cooked and did this incense dance with Frank-incense all around my apartment. I've been told that burning frankincense has the same effect as burning sage as far as clearing unwanted energy. I just like the way it smells and it felt good dancing with it around my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to remembering... Today I recalled the creative process, the triune nature of it, &lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;(conscious thought/seed  - subjective mind/soil - manifestation/form). This is God, and I am one in and of it, meaning when I have a thought it is projected outward into the ether and produces form. Every thought is a prayer and with enough attention to it, produces form. Today I remembered to pay close attention to what I was thinking and how I see my life. I was very conscious of the energy I released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past I was known for "practicing" a thought of insecurity, lack, fear, worry, concern...etc. And though I am making the necessary changes now and am very aware of it, the goal is to make the "New Thought" a habit. It will become natural for me to rework things in my head so that  feel better about them. I will use the creative process and I won't let it use me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are conscious and not sub/unconscious. My thought behind my thought (sponsoring thought) is full of love, expansion, more than enough ness, joy, abundance, ease, excitement, passion, and smiles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am making the effort to be in constant prayer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-9122747241521726966?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/9122747241521726966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=9122747241521726966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/9122747241521726966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/9122747241521726966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-3-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 3 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBmWvFjXgYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ROrFveAm8js/s72-c/Smile1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-2129273886657802813</id><published>2010-06-16T01:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:40:00.926-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>day 2 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBhg_aKnHNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TQNRom6oNZU/s1600/womaninred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBhg_aKnHNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TQNRom6oNZU/s400/womaninred.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483239188795432146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I remember that if Love is all there is, then that includes me too. I am one in the Divine Presence of Love/God/Goddess/Universe/Source Energy/Joy/Abundance/Prosperity/Well Being--- LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a quiet spot at my job for my reconnect time. Yesterday, (day one) I tried reconnecting in a bathroom stall but I'm sure you can imagine how that turned out... I am finding it to be a bit easier though and I am also noticing my looking forward to it (7,11,3,7,11)... Today I missed one because of a recording session but I made up for it while on my train ride home. I was sitting next to a friend and told him that I needed to take a moment for some deep breaths and was surprised in the end when I saw him doing the same. We meditated together. I was grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I started my morning by saying over and over again: I am made of love. I am made of light. I said it for about 45 minutes. It was great for reprogramming my "computer" because I heard it often while at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge that I am having is journalling/blogging about it. Currently it is 1:20am and I am UP! It was a long day and I am very tired, but am committed to this process. So even if its a journal entry just to check in on how I'm feeling, I must do it. I am making a bigger effort to pay attention to my emotions, when I'm feeling less than good &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; when I'm feeling good. It matters more (now than ever), how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really good, and I know I'm doing a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am love and I love you dearly for checking on me, (seriously).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-2129273886657802813?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/2129273886657802813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=2129273886657802813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2129273886657802813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2129273886657802813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-2-of-21-day-detox-of-mind.html' title='day 2 of 21 DAY DETOX OF THE MIND'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBhg_aKnHNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TQNRom6oNZU/s72-c/womaninred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-845252118981031593</id><published>2010-06-14T23:38:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:13:05.635-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eshu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>21.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBb2s2lyfhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hpvNgAkIgaY/s1600/DSC_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBb2s2lyfhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hpvNgAkIgaY/s400/DSC_0223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482840846798847506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been said that it takes 21 days to either add a habit or to break habit in your life. I have heard this from a number of sources. I have also found some extraordinary energy around the number 21. See below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:1px;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:  Three is the number of  the triad, of the unit formed by duality (2) and its offspring (1),    of the three faces of the goddess (virgin, mother, and crone), of the  creation that is made possible    by joining forces with another, the tripartite genitalia of the male  and the genital triangle of the female. http://accessnewage.com/articles/Tarot/Tarot3.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of the perfection by excellence, 3 x 7, according to the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Represent the harmony of the creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number representing the union of Trinity, whose result of their common  action makes emerge the creation. (above 3 from http://www.ridingthebeast.com/numbers/nu21.php )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 21 amino-acids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esu represents perspective, opening of doors to opportunity, crossroads, choosing a path, and I believe 21 is one of his numbers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( go ahead count the starts )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I started a 21 day, detox of the mind (if you will). It’s a fast, a journey, a transformation. Earlier this year, I mentioned that “practice” would be the word for the year.  And so far it has proven to be a task, only because I have neglected to take it seriously. Though I have been finding time to practice my craft, and learning the bass guitar, I have not developed a consistent practice in reconnecting and realigning to Spirit.  I have beaten myself about it long enough and now realize that when I do abuse my self, no matter how big or small the reason may be, I INVITE OTHERS TO DO THE SAME- whether I attract the people who always seem to find something negative to say about themselves, I attract the friends who always seem to have a “harsh” critique of me, and/or change the behaviors of my closest friends around me- the friends who usually have something positive to say now have found a way to pressure me and get on my damn nerves…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You bring out the best in others when you practice the best in yourself” &lt;/span&gt;–Abraham-Hicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah… I know full well how I got to this place. It’s time I leave and I am grateful to have a treasure map to follow. I am grateful to remember who I am in this moment. I am grateful to know that I have a choice in everything I do and in everything I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Day 1 of my “21 days of RE covery, RE calling, RE aligning, RE centering, RE MEMBERING all of the intricate beautiful pieces of me is today”. I meditated 5 times today, (7,11,3,7, and right before bed- ideally 11, but I may go earlier than that). At those times, through out the day, I will either pray, meditate, or say some affirmations over and over again.  I will blog about it as well. I’m still adding to the program and am taking any suggestions. I will practice for 21 days and will soon incorporate it into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I remembered that Love is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-845252118981031593?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/845252118981031593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=845252118981031593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/845252118981031593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/845252118981031593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/21.html' title='21.'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBb2s2lyfhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hpvNgAkIgaY/s72-c/DSC_0223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-3044020833682300979</id><published>2010-06-09T20:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:52:37.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Letters 2 (Prayer)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBBDj0y7fsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/GmtEaYTLPJ0/s1600/henry.etienne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBBDj0y7fsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/GmtEaYTLPJ0/s400/henry.etienne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480955029256634050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand here knowing that God is all there is. God is love. God is all of love. Source Energy is abundance, lavish abundance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one in the abundance that is God. I see God inside of me and in everyone, all around me within the many trees in nature and within the many buildings the city. I see it all. Evidence of more-than-enough-ness is found in me. God is I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money flows to me as God does... and I am open to receive it all. Money is an energy. Money is love. Money is mine and I give it freely. Money flows to me freely and I share everything generously. I know the truth of me and I am a money MAGNET! My connection with the ALL ABUNDANT is powerful therefore I am abundant in the Divine. I am God made manifest and I have a lot to give. The world loves everything that I have to offer and wants more of it and I am so happy to oblige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to share love, grateful to share ENERGY. I am eager to give for when I give I am an active participant in the flow. I am grateful for the expansion. I am grateful to speak this word and to the know the truth of WHO I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let go of this prayer knowing that there is more expansion to come. I release this prayer with love and assurance. Divine is moving now and I open with excitement. I release this prayer in to the law of circulation saying and so it is... Ase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-3044020833682300979?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/3044020833682300979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=3044020833682300979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3044020833682300979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3044020833682300979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-letters-2-prayer.html' title='Love Letters 2 (Prayer)'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/TBBDj0y7fsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/GmtEaYTLPJ0/s72-c/henry.etienne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-577476697389607720</id><published>2010-05-26T22:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T23:10:01.239-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantric sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer treatment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science of mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>Love Letters (Prayer)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S_3iF4eykBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HqW5goR00s4/s1600/TravelNakia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S_3iF4eykBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HqW5goR00s4/s400/TravelNakia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475781312641142802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept right now that God is all there is. God is the Source of all well being. God is a stream of wealth, and abundance flowing to all things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God is all there is, then that includes me. I know that God’s stream is flowing to me and through me all ways. I exist because God exists. I accept the truth of my divine inheritance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that when I do what I love I prosper greatly.  I know there is no time in God, and I create all of the time.  I know when I am creating, I am  the truth of who I am. I know performing and sharing my art, is sharing the Divine. I KNOW that my life is full of this. My life is prosperous because of this right now. I am traveling the world, creating, performing, sharing and living prosperously because of this. My connection with God, makes me the richest I have ever been. I claim abundance RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that I am one in the divine and can travel without worry… only love appears. I am glad to be free and celebrating life. I am grateful to speak this word. I am grateful to KNOW these truths. I am grateful for the expansion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I release this prayer knowing that there is more expansion to come. I release this prayer with love and assurance. I release this prayer into the law of cause and effect, into the law of circulation, knowing I am in the Divine Flow. I am open with excitement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak these words for me, and especially for the reader, for when two or more agree, magic happens. I align and realign and realign with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-577476697389607720?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/577476697389607720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=577476697389607720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/577476697389607720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/577476697389607720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-letters-prayer.html' title='Love Letters (Prayer)'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S_3iF4eykBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HqW5goR00s4/s72-c/TravelNakia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-6323409654180778338</id><published>2010-05-11T22:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:30:42.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>uuuuhm</title><content type='html'>is this thing on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 I miss you and I have a computer now... no more library visits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          It's on and poppin, I have lot's to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               I love you... what have you been up to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-6323409654180778338?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/6323409654180778338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=6323409654180778338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6323409654180778338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6323409654180778338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/05/uuuuhm.html' title='uuuuhm'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-7983959111666510105</id><published>2010-01-11T21:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:16:30.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muscles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange dreams'/><title type='text'>Time Traveling 1/7/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0vkWgZhA5I/AAAAAAAAALo/Nqyd77UHmNk/s1600-h/SLEEP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0vkWgZhA5I/AAAAAAAAALo/Nqyd77UHmNk/s320/SLEEP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425681251403105170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in my livingroom and it seems as though there's a party in the next room. It is light outside. DJ Concerned is trying to get some sleep on my couch and on the other couch there is a baby. On the couch with the baby, it felt cold so the baby was bundled up. On DJ Concerned's couch, it was really hot. He wanted to turn on the fan which was also an air conditioner and I told him no because the baby would be colder and then sick. DJ Concerned became Kristen from work. Kristen decides to go in another room to try to get some sleep. I am getting ready to leave and I notice that he needs a key to leave my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting in a car with Cris from work, and I ask him if he has an extra key. He does not. We hug. Kristen comes out of the house with an extra key, he found. Cris and I are happy that we don't have to get more keys cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car turns into a bus. I'm not sure where we are headed but Cris is standing up flexing his muscles. I like watching him flex his muscles lol. (sorry, but thats funny to me). The doors open on the bus, but they open the way train doors open. They open half way and I say, "I bet you Cris can get through that tiny space." He smiles and tears open the doors and leaves for his destination. The girls go wild. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting next to Anna from work, and I offer her some "apple jack crumb cookies". She tries to take one but they crumble at her touch. Her bags begin to fall to the side. There was a pink and green bag, a green blag, and a blue bag. As I help her retrieve them they fall down again. I place it safely on the seat, it falls. We do this for about 4 or 5 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl I went to school with named Melanie. When we were in high school she had short hair and now she has long hair. Long haired Melanie is sitting next to me and short haired Melanie is 3 or 4 seats ahead of me. I approach short hair and tell her how good it is to see her. I sit back down to long hair and long hair begins to talk trash about short hair. She is getting loud talking about how here relationship with "Q" was horrible and how he use her. She says these horrible things about her and it gets louder and louder to the point of her singing it out. I am embarrassed and I ask her to stop... she just laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I wake up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-7983959111666510105?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/7983959111666510105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=7983959111666510105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/7983959111666510105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/7983959111666510105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-traveling-1710.html' title='Time Traveling 1/7/10'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0vkWgZhA5I/AAAAAAAAALo/Nqyd77UHmNk/s72-c/SLEEP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-8304590894958700177</id><published>2010-01-11T21:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:49:18.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strawberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cigarettes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daycare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robbery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cup cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bakery'/><title type='text'>Time Traveling 1/6/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0vesLK88rI/AAAAAAAAALg/CNAi_H8y3xs/s1600-h/saddi+khali+2+img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0vesLK88rI/AAAAAAAAALg/CNAi_H8y3xs/s320/saddi+khali+2+img.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425675026592232114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I witnessed a robbery/murder. I don't think I was there, but I saw it. A man with light skin and  brown hair came into a bodega/cafe and killed the owner behind the counter. He stabbed him. Another man came in to purchase something and the murderer pretended to be the store owner and completed the transaction. The Murderer had on a white t shirt and what looked like a red scarf around his neck, but it may have been blood. Eventually, the police came in and removed both men, the killer and the killed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Nikki was asked to be new management. She was trilled as she was looking for a 2nd job, and this seemed to be perfect. I am in the store with her now. She is explaining all of her aspirations with the store which is now also a bakery. She is smiling and telling me what she'd like to do but that she would need some help, some workers. While she is talking, she is taking some fresh cupcakes out of the oven. I listen to her as I pick up a chocolate cupcake with alot of frosting, and bite. I remember that our friend Jamal was looking for a job. I also remembered that he is pretty lazy. But I look for him anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk to his house. When I get there, there are children everywhere, all over the front lawn. I go on to the porch where there is a dinner table and children are getting ready to eat. The mother, or daycare worker, is mean to the children, or maybe she is tired and there are aLOT of kids. I see Jennifer, a girl my mother used to watch when I was in high school. I hug her and tell how its really good to see her. I ask the mother/daycare worker where Jamal is and she tells me that he is in the house. I don't believe her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I approach the door, I barely go inside, but I call Jamal's name. He doesn't answer and I leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in my bedroom now, half way sitting and lying on it, while Steven is leaning against the wall across from me rolling a cigarette. We are talking all things spiritual. I mention to him that if he is rolling a regular cigarette then he will have to go outside to smoke it, but if it was a strawberry cigarette he could stay inside. But we both go and sit on the stoop while he smokes his strawberry cigarette. Continuing out conversation, I see a tall lengthy man approaching us from a distance. It reminds me of Jamal. I think to myself, "maybe he is looking for me because I stopped by his house". As he gets closer and closer, he gets a little shorter and looks different. It is my younger brother Ryan. He says he heard that I knew about a new job. I thought to myself: "why didn't i think of him first"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-8304590894958700177?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/8304590894958700177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=8304590894958700177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8304590894958700177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8304590894958700177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/01/tine-traveling-1610.html' title='Time Traveling 1/6/10'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0vesLK88rI/AAAAAAAAALg/CNAi_H8y3xs/s72-c/saddi+khali+2+img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1285794996544052403</id><published>2010-01-11T20:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:28:38.801-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years eve'/><title type='text'>Time Traveling 1/5/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0vXTMFNAwI/AAAAAAAAALY/mr210ezmPnQ/s1600-h/saddi+khali+img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0vXTMFNAwI/AAAAAAAAALY/mr210ezmPnQ/s320/saddi+khali+img.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425666900758430466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in town (Detroit) for the Holidays and my father would like to show me around. Take me to see some family I hadn't seen in a while. My father, in this strange place, is uuuuhm a prominent choreographer who I will call Phil Z. Rones. While he walked me from place to place, we mentioned how it would be really nice if we could all get together and dance nude. He mentioned that the family is different nowadays and that it might be difficult this time around because they are not comfortable anymore. "They don't know the form" he said. I think the overall idea was to get them to dance nude, which in this strange world, was synonymous with "creating".   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dropped me off over a friends house and it is NYE. This friend had to go to school on the holiday. I stayed at his place while he did that. He lived in a basement apartment. I walked from room to room until I was in my childhood house and I saw Malkia, my sister is her room, with a baby on her lap. She was sitting on her bed and in front of a tv. She warned me that my friend was a cheater and that everyone that went to the particular school he went to, was a cheater. "Thats what the school was known for" she explained. But I wasn't bothered by it. Malkia was doing the babies hair as she tried to warn me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend came home from school and we decide to "do it". The new year had begun. We went into the next room which resembled an unfinished garage. broken pieces of wood all around. 2X4s. The roof was similar, unfinished. We took off our clothes and we danced. "Doing it" meant dancing naked. We felt liberated. I don't think we touched at all. His frame was tall, and strong. I enjoyed it immensely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I woke up... wrote it down and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on the 1 train and I am above ground. I am on the way to a talent contest where uuuuhm Derek Foberson is the judge. He is actually in the same car as me. I know this and am trying to spark up a conversation. He is not budging one bit. Then I look on the floor of the train and notice that I have a couple pair of panties on the there. One pair is red with gold stars on them and the other is a faded blue and kind of shiney. They were my panties and I tried to retrieve them, but I don't think I did in time. He saw them and I was so embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I woke up again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1285794996544052403?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1285794996544052403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1285794996544052403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1285794996544052403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1285794996544052403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-traveling-1510.html' title='Time Traveling 1/5/10'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0vXTMFNAwI/AAAAAAAAALY/mr210ezmPnQ/s72-c/saddi+khali+img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1209070952281760766</id><published>2010-01-05T19:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:06:26.515-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basement apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refrigerator magnets'/><title type='text'>Time Traveling 1/4/10 11:30pmish'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0PTOmOhLmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Gy0y90Cmo5w/s1600-h/IMG_4963+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0PTOmOhLmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Gy0y90Cmo5w/s320/IMG_4963+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423410624017280610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend "Steven" wanted to show me his new place. I have been neglecting to visit because I am really good friends with his ex and he is also in a transitional stage with her. I finally go and its a nice place, kind of reminds me of a basement apartment. He has a dog, and I am afraid of dogs (in "real" life and in this strange place), but in this strange place, the dog is a white girl. Her hair is pulled back in a high pony tail and it is reddish brown. She is very pail. She barks and makes her way toward me and is very excited. I jump and leave the room, and Steven tells me its ok. He explains that the dog is very friendly, and commands the dog to do this trick that he so proud of. She jumps up, really high. Almost to Stevens head. She jumps straight up and bends her legs when she is in the air. For whatever reason, this was amazing and magical. Steven gives me a tour of his home and I notice that his walls are like a royal blue... almost navy. There was grafitti or painting on the walls. It wasn't a solid color all the way through, but for the most part there are shades of blue and light brown, but mostly blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven and I decide to take a nap. He is at the head of his bed and I am at the foot of his bed. We go to sleep. I opened my eyes and noticing that we were in the same position but with our clothes off. We are no longer side by side, but on the same "line" where our legs were over lapping and out bottoms were touching slightly. Steven enjoyed this, while I just thought it was odd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and opened them again and I was in bed clothed again with his girlfriend "Lucy". Lucy was smiling in her sleep as if she was playfully pretending. She knew somehow that I was awake and she sat up and seemed excited about showing me the rest of the place. She showed me the kitchen where I remember staring at the refrigerator magnets for a very long time. She took my hand and wanted to introduce me to her family which also lived there. Lucy seemed very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I woke up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1209070952281760766?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1209070952281760766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1209070952281760766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1209070952281760766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1209070952281760766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-traveling-1410-1130pmish.html' title='Time Traveling 1/4/10 11:30pmish&apos;'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0PTOmOhLmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Gy0y90Cmo5w/s72-c/IMG_4963+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1882856576639925536</id><published>2010-01-04T18:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:38:49.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beaded jacket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roller coaster'/><title type='text'>Time Traveling 1.0 1/3/10 10pm-1am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0Kee4FhiwI/AAAAAAAAALI/IDEX4bC5Ais/s1600-h/nakia-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0Kee4FhiwI/AAAAAAAAALI/IDEX4bC5Ais/s320/nakia-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423071154596317954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a friend of mine about a problem she was having. She has had this problem for a while now and I think it concerned a man. She came to me with her solution which was to wear a special jacket whenever talking to him. The jacket was a dark jacket with beads all over it and the collar was silver and also beaded. She was really excited about the idea. She would wear the jacket to protect herself when dealing with her man friend. Though the man friend wasn't physically abusive to her, she felt she needed protection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell her that I thought it was a silly idea but the next thing I remember was driving a car and talking on the phone at the same time. I don't usually drive so I am kind of nervous. I am on the phone with "Billy". I am explaining a great idea I had to Billy and he seemed very interested and enthusiastic. It is day time, and it is well lit. The sky is beautiful. I am still nervous, I don't know if its because I am driving or if its because I am on the phone with Billy, which sometimes makes me nervous because I don't want to say the wrong thing to him. I come to a bridge and notice I huge hump like bump in the road. The hump is actually the bridge, and I have to drive up the hump to get to the other side. To concentrate i put the phone down and explain that I can't talk right now. I am driving over the bridge and I am going higher and higher. I think I am safe. The height reminds me of a roller coaster. I am in the clouds, on the bridge, driving upward and just as I get to the top, I drive down a corkscrew like road with no ending. The road has run out and I am headed towards water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall into the water. It is just my body. There is no car. I fall head on and hit the water. I try to protect my eyes while under the water because I wear contacts. But somehow my eyes are open and I see very clearly. While under the water, I notice it is well lit. Its not dark or murky at all. I notice 2 sets of legs walking and then I begin to try to stand up in the water, which is no longer deep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are 2 boys, kind of short and chubby, light brown skin with ceasar hair cuts. They looked black but they seem a bit ambiguous. I hear them say something about Yoga and it reminded me of dancing. When I asked them about dance class they seemed as though they didn't understand my words. Then I asked them where was their "Yoga Maker", and they pointed me in a direction. I was on a beach. A beach with many inhabitants. Everyone was wearing dark dirty looking clothing. Shorts and t-shirts with the arms cut off. Dark blue, burgundy, brown. I asked 3 people before I was directed to a big house. They told me to go upstairs and ask, which I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up the staircase, sat down with someone and said I was looking for the Yoga maker, in which they replied: "You mean dancer?" I explained to them my story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i woke up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1882856576639925536?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1882856576639925536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1882856576639925536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1882856576639925536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1882856576639925536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-traveling-1110-10pm-1am.html' title='Time Traveling 1.0 1/3/10 10pm-1am'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/S0Kee4FhiwI/AAAAAAAAALI/IDEX4bC5Ais/s72-c/nakia-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-8156236465114602753</id><published>2009-12-20T15:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:24:07.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afromantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living room session'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shabar music'/><title type='text'>AFROMANTIC  (acoustic)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Fw1wBbbXHc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Fw1wBbbXHc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear/Purchase the song here: http://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/nakia-henry/id303433612&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-8156236465114602753?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/8156236465114602753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=8156236465114602753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8156236465114602753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8156236465114602753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/12/afromantic-acoustic.html' title='AFROMANTIC  (acoustic)'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-6940632392768274087</id><published>2009-11-06T19:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:33:43.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shiatsu ki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malidoma some'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>stop me if you heard this before...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SvS6fj0xdiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1KD_r1dr8B0/s1600-h/my+door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SvS6fj0xdiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1KD_r1dr8B0/s320/my+door.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401146904479364642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooooooo, I was robbed. Someone broke into my house the night before Halloween (Devils Night is what we call it in the D). Thats what they did to my door. They came in from my roof and got into my apt, and trashed my place and stole a loaner laptop.... a laptop that a friend was loaning me, because I don't have one. sucks monkey nuts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so WHY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like: what am I being or what am I projecting out for this to come to me. What was th enabler? Well, in the west, the first thing we think about was, "were your doors locked" or "what kind of neighborhood do you live in" or "oooh be careful who you let in your house, it could be your someone you know, like a friend"... which makes you the victim, right? Not necessarily a creator, which is WHO YOU ARE... or at least who I am. There is nothing "wrong" with that mind set, but its kinda one-sided, and I lived on that side for long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to work at a spa on 13th str, and during training, they were telling us about a massage, I think it was the Shiatsu Ki massage, anyway... one thing I remember the manager/therapist had said was that in the west, if your lower back in hurting, the thought would be to go to the lower back to massage the area, whereas in the east, if your lower back is hurting, they would look at other areas that are more than likely contributing to the pain, places where you maybe holding your tension or over compensating. They would focus on that area and by the end of the session, your lower back, which was barely touched would feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast Forward to one of Malidoma Some's book, maybe OF WATER AND SPIRIT. I remember him recalling a story where he was having some problems in school. I think he wasn't doing so well in his classes, but instead of just studying "harder" he went to see a Shaman; a diviner in his village. went back to school (in the states or maybe France [think colonialism]) studied and excelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get where I'm goin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was I projecting? someone asked: what are you not giving to yourself where you feel you deserve, where you feel you HAVE TO TAKE IT! What does your soul want that you are not giving it to yourSELF? .... That's a long list, and that may be the biggest violation, more bigger then a messy house and a broken door. Not to mention I see God showing up everywhere. I keep hearing, "what will it take for you to be grateful today" or "what will it take for you to take YOU seriously". Why does it have to be a jolting experience, why does someone have to die, why do you have to get fired or laid off before you (me) get your shit together? Then I think of my fear, and THEN IT PROJECTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only ignore God for so long before it manifests in a bigger-attention grabbing way. Now replace "God", with "yourSELF". and of course, its these occasions that bring you back to your center, but it doesn't have to always be this way. I have enough stories and experiences to RE- MEMBER, to put together to determine whether I should choose again, or think again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well when I decide that I don't want to experience fear anymore, I will choose something else. But until then, I will prepare for my reading by a Yoruba Ifa Priest, and be open to whats prescribed... I'm done for now, but not for long... I see more library visits in my future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-6940632392768274087?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/6940632392768274087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=6940632392768274087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6940632392768274087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6940632392768274087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/11/stop-me-if-you-heard-this-before.html' title='stop me if you heard this before...'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SvS6fj0xdiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1KD_r1dr8B0/s72-c/my+door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-8797788595460502523</id><published>2009-10-11T20:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:02:49.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 ways to see Nakia Henry in NYC in October!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/StKAE1wv_9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/6LvYzi3qERA/s1600-h/nakia+cotton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391512524555288530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/StKAE1wv_9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/6LvYzi3qERA/s320/nakia+cotton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;October 17th, 2009 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recoup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 210 Rivington St NYC 10002 (F, J, M, Z to Delancy. It is on Rivington between Pitt and Ridge, just north of Delancy 9:30pm $10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;October 18th, 2009 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Creative Light Spiritual Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 199 Lafayette #2 Kenmare Street &amp;amp; Broome Street #6 train to Spring Street N/R trains to Prince StreetF/S trains to Broadway/Lafayette Street 11:00am FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;October 24th, 2009 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rose Live Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 345 Grand Street(btwn Havemeyer &amp;amp; Marcy)Williamsburg / Brooklyn NY 11211 9pm $5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;October 26th, 2009 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shrine Bar and Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2271 adam clayton powell jr. blvd. (133-134 st) new york, ny 10030 7pm $10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hope to see you all!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-8797788595460502523?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/8797788595460502523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=8797788595460502523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8797788595460502523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/8797788595460502523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/10/4-ways-to-see-nakia-henry-in-nyc-in.html' title='4 ways to see Nakia Henry in NYC in October!'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/StKAE1wv_9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/6LvYzi3qERA/s72-c/nakia+cotton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4364844676895528467</id><published>2009-09-15T19:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:14:40.962-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saddi khali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tondrae kemp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casa frela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turning heads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kojo modibo sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thirst4life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sah ril'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shabar music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cynthia st juste'/><title type='text'>A FULL HOUSE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SrApC_VCgmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ujZd9crPsL4/s1600-h/nakia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SrApC_VCgmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ujZd9crPsL4/s400/nakia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381846686043898466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The event was a success, thank you all that came out to support, for REMEMBERING PEACE, REMEMBERING PLEASURE. I hope you went out to remind someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks goes to the following for your contribution and support: Saddi Khali, Lawrence Ridriguez at Casa Frela, Cornelia McPherson, Dionne Figgins, Scott Patterson, Faria Malianga, Emily Hope Price, KOJO MODIBO SUN,  Loyal for Thirst4life, Helene Ruiz, Tondrae Kemp, Carmen Barcelona, Matthew "Sah Ril" Jennifer, Saretta Wesley, Nikki Singleton, Fernando "Royal" Singleton, Abigail Ekue-Smith, Cynthia St. Juste, Turning Heads Salon and Spa (Harlem), Equinox Fitness (world wide), Avon, Charles Anthony Davis, April Silver, The Henry family, All who prayed, All who did email and FB blasts... I thank you all from all sides of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special shoutout once again to Sah Ril, please peep the review below and peep the blog in general, this brother's mind is sick (in a very spectacular way... make sure you leave him some love or your thoughts in a comment as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sahboog.wordpress.com/2009/09/04/reviews-and-recommendations-in-remembrence-introducing-nakia-henry/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUY THE ALBUM, BE APART OF THE MOVEMENT, GO OUT AND TELL SOMEONE THAT YOU ACKNOWLEDGE THEIR STRENGTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REMEMBER YOU,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4364844676895528467?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4364844676895528467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4364844676895528467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4364844676895528467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4364844676895528467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-house.html' title='A FULL HOUSE!!!'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SrApC_VCgmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ujZd9crPsL4/s72-c/nakia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-5607774040621016226</id><published>2009-08-18T19:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:08:57.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER PEACE, REMEMBER PLEASURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/Sosz8U3stgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/QPYcfDyRxmw/s1600-h/flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 479px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371444092056942082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/Sosz8U3stgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/QPYcfDyRxmw/s400/flyer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SoszxHdrK8I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Kx8HOq9sUXI/s1600-h/flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be the best BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER if you were to come!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nakia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-5607774040621016226?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/5607774040621016226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=5607774040621016226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5607774040621016226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5607774040621016226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-peace-remember-pleasure.html' title='REMEMBER PEACE, REMEMBER PLEASURE'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/Sosz8U3stgI/AAAAAAAAAKk/QPYcfDyRxmw/s72-c/flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-913170735876928002</id><published>2009-05-31T00:21:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:30:10.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accapella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kojo modibo sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shabar music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugar bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashford and simpson'/><title type='text'>Just click the link... don't be scarred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ilike.com/artist/Nakia+Henry/videos/364973482"&gt;http://ilike.com/artist/Nakia+Henry/videos/364973482&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peep this vdeo of me singin "Smile" live at the Sugar Bar in NYC, with Kojo Modibo Sun, special shout out to Fernando "Royal" Singleton and Danny Brookings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful night... thank you to all that came out, and thank you all who stayed home and thought happy thoughts for me, felt the love anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-913170735876928002?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/913170735876928002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=913170735876928002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/913170735876928002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/913170735876928002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-click-link-dont-be-scarred.html' title='Just click the link... don&apos;t be scarred'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1285394256263310534</id><published>2009-05-19T18:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:53:11.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stone age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afromantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tosin adeyinka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>I know, I'm slackin</title><content type='html'>detox ended well, i now know that its in the mind more than anything. Im looking forward to the next one. I am currently living in the stone ages and don't have access to the internet until im in a library so its hard for me to communicate with my internet friends :(... but thats temporary... the only constant is love and im living it. I want to share some lyrics with you all though. If you're just joining me, I have a beautiful album available digitally, titled REMEMBER ME. The lyrics I wanna share comes from a song entitled AFROMANTIC. This was the only co-write lyrically on the album and I am very proud of what came to be. If you dig what you've read, you can check the song on the myspace page, and/or you can buy the album. These days, when I'm feeling something hard enough, you don't have to upsale me. I'll buy it immediately. If I instantly connect to it, I want nothing but the best for you. So take a read, maybe we're similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Afromantic &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(c) Nakia Henry and Tosin Adeyinka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;You arouse me&lt;br /&gt;So astounding&lt;br /&gt;Divine creature you&lt;br /&gt;You’re all around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;What I say to you&lt;br /&gt;I say bout me&lt;br /&gt;Your strength goes on forever&lt;br /&gt;Why not be strong together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;This ain’t no love song&lt;br /&gt;Not setting the mood&lt;br /&gt;I’m just calling it like  it is&lt;br /&gt;I’m reminding you of who  you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;It’s an illusion baby&lt;br /&gt;I know the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh lets plant this seed to  the earth and let this flower grow&lt;br /&gt;Grow to the sun, more than  and never less then before&lt;br /&gt;Oh expanding growth, six kids  fifty four years&lt;br /&gt;Oh be one, be one, be one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;What I say to you, I say to  me cuz we are one and its afromantic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Just the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;Just the sight of you&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m inside you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;You lived inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;Bout time to real-ize&lt;br /&gt;No more concepts baby&lt;br /&gt;My soul wants to apply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;If the world's a mirror&lt;br /&gt;Let’s look into it&lt;br /&gt;Look at the light&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll remind the world  of who we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Just look closely baby&lt;br /&gt;We’re amazing&lt;br /&gt;We are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;We are royalty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh lets plant this seed to  the earth and let this flower grow&lt;br /&gt;Grow to the sun, more than  and never less then before&lt;br /&gt;Oh expanding growth, six kids  fifty four years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh be one, be one, be one  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1285394256263310534?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1285394256263310534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1285394256263310534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1285394256263310534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1285394256263310534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-im-slackin.html' title='I know, I&apos;m slackin'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1624299960000221863</id><published>2009-04-15T19:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:07:46.362-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urinate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papaya'/><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning (Detox)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa86/nakiahenry/IMAGE_256-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 410px;" src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa86/nakiahenry/IMAGE_256-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently doin a detox where I am eating only whats in season (spring) raw, liquid form and/or steamed. My day consists of the master cleanse (the juice of a lemon, a pinch of cayenne, tablespoon of flax or olive oil, and some warm water), fruits that are in season (papaya, mango, strawberries, kiwi, lemon, lime etc) and 16 ounces of water in the am, for the 1st 4hours after you're awake. For lunch/dinner, veggies (asparagus, green beans, broccoli, corn, carrots, beets, dandelion leaves &lt;yes,&gt;, zucchini, etc.) that are in season and throughout the day I should have consumed at least 80 ounces of water, a quart of "freshed pressed" apple juice, and an herbal tea. Eating all of these veggies raw, liquid form, and/or steamed until 8pm, no later than 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is where I have been slackin a lil bit. I have not been making the herbal tea... its seems kinda complicated if yo don't know much about certain herbs. but today, I found an herbal tea that supports fasting, so maybe that will make up for it somehow.  And I have not been drinkin a quart of apple juice a day. I do drink fresh pressed apple juice everyday, just not a quart... kinda pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is in tact though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa86/nakiahenry/IMAGE_260-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 started fine, full of energy, ready to start, got out of bed excited. I prepared my fruit the night before, I cut up some papaya and strawberries. Now, I found out on Friday that I'm actually not a fan of papaya. I thought I'd tried them way before then but I thought it would taste similar to melon, but when I had it, i was like... uuuuuhm maybe not. And when I cut it up for the first time sunday night, i was kinda disgusted by the inside. However, papaya has more protein out of all fruits (according to the book im reading), and today (day 3) as I type this, its growin on me. When I cut it up last night, I saw how beautiful it was, kinda reminds me of when i cut open a pomegranate.&lt;br /&gt;sooooo I woke up and stomached the master cleanse (with olive oil), made me a fruit juice with apple juice, strawberries and papaya, grabbed my fruit tupperware and off to work. (yeah, i forgot the water in the morning on day one, oops).&lt;br /&gt;now, when I first heard of the master cleanse I thought to my self,  "sounds like a real shitter" however, i was wrong. I pee-ed and pee-ed and pee-ed.... and pee-ed some more. I pee alot on this detox. My bowels seem rather normal, but I am pee-ing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;5pm I got a veggie juice from the juice bar in harlem, apple, broccoli, celery, and carrot. And when I got home it hit me... I cannot season or cook NATHIN. And it was weird cuz everywhere I went, I smelled fried food. It was like I smelled grease and seasoning salt.&lt;br /&gt;By 6:30pm, i am home dreading my steamed veggies that i have to prepare. I prepared, some broccoli, carrots, asparagus, and dandelion leave, (dandelion greens is also something that I should be consuming daily). So I cut up everything, and steamed and ate 'em. Dandelion greens are di SGUS ting. lawdy lawdy. so from there I picked some more dandelion greens, put them in a pot with just enough water to barely cover them, and boiled them. When they were dark, I simply poured the water in a large water bottle and discarded most of the greens. I will NOT eat the leaves but rather drink the nutrients, I don't know if those are the rules, but ah well.... after that, I drank lots and lots of water (cuz I've been pee-n all day), some apple juice, and got ready for bed, I was wore OUT! I wanted a slice of pizza so bad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This can be a long one so I'm gonna try to sum it up, sorry for taking so long with an entry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2- Master cleanse with flax seed oil. same fruit juice. But now on that morning I actually drank some water. out the door with my bowls of fruits.&lt;br /&gt;pee pee and more pee&lt;br /&gt;pee&lt;br /&gt;still peeing and drinking water too!&lt;br /&gt;had a salad for lunch... bleh... no chz:(&lt;br /&gt;still peeing&lt;br /&gt;home, had my steamed veggies and DRANK my homemade dandelion green tea with honey... it wasn't bad, but i wouldn't after this detox. Then I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed yesterday that I start to feeling antsy from 3-5ish, like my body is like, uuuuuuhm aren't you gonna have something cooked??? There are feelings of sadness. I feel like I'm failing because I'm thinkin of ways to break the detox. Its just a "down" time. I remember during those couple of hours on day one thinking, "just cut you a slice of cheeze and shut up!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is today, day 3&lt;br /&gt;morning was the same but instead of papaya and strawberries, I ate mango, kiwi, strawberries from one bowl and papaya from the other bowl. I think I did pretty good with the water and I actually took a tally of how many times i pee-ed... between 10am and 4pm I pee-ed 12 times. I stopped counting after that. Every other time that I pee-ed I drank 8 ounces of water so not to get dehydrated. From 3-5 i was feeling the blues. but I got a salad and it wasn't so bad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be discipline. One of the points of this is to have these foods occupy about 90% of my diet, which is definitely possible... I just want to cook them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sticking to the script. I can do this I can do this. Send your good vibes, i need your love. The author (Afya Ibomu) of the book says I should say these affirmations often: "I am healthy, I am strong, I am discipline. My symptoms are only disease leaving my body. I am committed to doing what my body wants and needs me to do. I love me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im out.. i gotta pee&lt;/yes,&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1624299960000221863?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1624299960000221863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1624299960000221863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1624299960000221863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1624299960000221863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-cleaning-detox.html' title='Spring Cleaning (Detox)'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4167498119575180800</id><published>2009-04-01T19:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:06:59.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>love letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SdP9AIaiEPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XS4V2_xboP0/s1600-h/nakiadelete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SdP9AIaiEPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XS4V2_xboP0/s400/nakiadelete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319873763555283186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nakia's nose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much. You have been with me always, and I haven't loved you all ways. But today I do, I have made the decision to love you and to never change you. You're mine and you have never given up on me. Making fun of you in public hurt when others did it, and it doesn't feel too good when I do it along with them. I'm sorry, thank you for being a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nakia's eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been through it. When I was little, I can remember sitting on my dad's lap bracing myself for when he ripped the adhesive patch off of one of you (righty). It hurt. That whole experience hurt. Trying to strengthen one of you, while the other was pretty weak too. Then wearing a contact in one eye while wearing thick glasses for both eyes- at the same time. It was a lot. I was never happy with you. But you stayed put, never failing completely. Always gave me exactly what I needed to get through the day. I have not lost hope for you, and do intend to heal myself. But for now, I love you. I acknowledge you. and I thank you for being with me. When I first saw my glasses, (the ones I wear today) I cried. But now, I prefer them. They need you right now, and I am happy to oblige. Thank you, and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nakia's Knees,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my dancer career, you have been very very important to me.  But for whatever reason, I don't give you the attention you desperately need sometimes. You have given up on me a total of 3 times while dancing. And I have been dancing for more than a decade. But on the other hand you have given up on me while walking or sitting, countless times. And its all because I don't listen to you when I should. You don't have the support you need on top of the fact that I often rush. Well, knees, I love you, I decide to love you and will remember to stretch my I.T. bands so that you don't shift on me again. I will not be pissed when you shift. I will learn to listen to my body and what it needs. You deserve it. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nakia's Body,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been a beautiful home. Yet, I have not enjoyed you. Not fully. Eating fatty foods, working 7 days a week. Not getting rest. Not exercising. How do I expect you to keep working if I don't love and take care of you. I acknowledge that I am not you, or any of your limbs which I also love but rather I am with you in this present lifetime. And I appreciate being with you. I wish to stay here for a bit longer but I know to do so I must take care of you. I have been back and forth with my diet and I think its time to be discipline... in real life. Cutting meat out does not equate to eating healthy. Its gonna take more effort that that and I am willing to try try try again, and get it right before I move on to the next body in the next lifetime. You need you rest as well. All this 9-5 work isn't really helping you at all. Not the way you thought it would anyway, so why not take car of you in the process. I love you so much. I really want you to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nakia's Mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fight A LOT. And I'm tired of fighting. We need balance, Me (spirit), you (mind), and body. I have to learn to, or rather, DECIDE to enjoy this game we play, cuz right now, I am suffering, staying too much inside of you, not knowing what its like to be out of my mind. I have neglected to focus you as well. Not really having enough patience to meditate. We have had serious beef for the longest of time. And I'm ready to squash it. I love you. You are the most complex of them all at the moment. Always questioning and refuting. Creating negative scenes, enabling me to be mad about them... in real life. and you are not the bad guy here, I'm just saying that the time has come for you not to be so dominant. I have decided to be easy with you. It will be an effort, a huge one that I will have to make forever, but I am willing. I love you, and today I choose to be in "constant prayer" monitoring my thoughts, producing positivity. I am waking up every morning to ask my self, "self, what would YOU like to experience today?" and my actions will answer that. Today, I am conscious of what I am creating. and a negative mind, does not serve me. So I release thee, lovingly. I love you and I'm changing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all ways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spirit whom answers to Nakia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4167498119575180800?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4167498119575180800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4167498119575180800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4167498119575180800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4167498119575180800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-letters.html' title='love letters'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SdP9AIaiEPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XS4V2_xboP0/s72-c/nakiadelete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-2244114000580975983</id><published>2009-03-12T20:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:06:25.074-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='independence splash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamale sports stadium'/><title type='text'>This is not true.... YET!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SbmufWV_F8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/XcGho3m0eM8/s1600-h/DSC06158-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312469089057183682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SbmufWV_F8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/XcGho3m0eM8/s400/DSC06158-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back to the hotel.  Biggest crowd ever. What an experience. Played at the Tamale Sports Stadium in Northern Ghana. I was invited to play for Rocky Dawuni’s Independence Splash 2010. Yeah, who knew I had an audiene here, but I do, and they love me, and I love them. To be quite honest I'm not sure that they knew of me before last month, but it doesn't matter, the show was amazing, and they know me now lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, I had come here to perform in little cafes with my band and to do some volunteer work in the elementary schools. That was my plan, but after a week or so, my audience got bigger and bigger and everyone wanted to know more about the girl from United States who sang the "grateful song" (its what they call it lol). "Her voice resonates with Healing Power" they keep saying. Meanwhile I would do storytelling at the elementary schools during the day. Spreading the same message as I do in the songs: We are one, all of us make up GOD. So before I knew it, I had an audience of parents, friends, artists, lovers, teachers, nurses... all  because of their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a a blurb about the independence day splash: "Independence Splash [2010] was organized by Dawuni’s Africa Live! NGO and assisted by the Tamale Metropolitan Assembly, with support from UNICEF and the European Union.  The &lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink1" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,1);" style="position: static; text-decoration: underline ! important;" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,1);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,1);" href="http://www.ghanamusic.com/2008/03/13/rocky-dawunis-independence-splash-2008-draws-crowds-and-impacts-awareness-in-ghanas-northern-region/#" target="_top"&gt;concert&lt;/a&gt; drew dignitaries including the Head of the European Union Delegation in Ghana - Filiberto Ceriani Sebregondi, UNICEF Ghana Country Representative - Dr. Yasmin Ali Haque, Northern Regional Minister - Honorable Alhaji Mustapha Ali Idris, Tamale Metropolitan Chief - Mohammed Amin Anta and IPA Director Dr. Sulley Gariba, amongst many others." &lt;a href="http://www.ghanamusic.com/2008/03/13/rocky-dawunis-independence-splash-2008-draws-crowds-and-impacts-awareness-in-ghanas-northern-region/"&gt;http://www.ghanamusic.com/2008/03/13/rocky-dawunis-independence-splash-2008-draws-crowds-and-impacts-awareness-in-ghanas-northern-region/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I helped out with their US debut in LA at Afro Funfe', and that was craazzy, peep: &lt;a href="http://edition.ghanamusic.com/news/events-news/323-rocky-dawuni-independence-splash-2009-a-smash"&gt;http://edition.ghanamusic.com/news/events-news/323-rocky-dawuni-independence-splash-2009-a-smash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year, they decided to bring me out here, and at first I was kinda nervous, I knew I would receive love, but I never imagines this kind. There was a moment when I had the crowd shouting "DON'T BE AFRAID TO LET GO NAKIA" and everyone was together chanting me on as I danced all over the stage un-afraid, almost ran into one of my drummers (sorry Farai lol) but he was dancing wild too, we had a blast. And then later on, while I sang "Transition" for a split second I can see that everyone in that stadium was engaged and invested in the moment. You could hear a pin drop if you payed close attention. and as soon as I ended with "I choose to liiiiiiiive" their was silence fo about 5 seconds, (the longest 5 seconds of my life by the way) and before  knew it, the crowd stood to their feet and cheered. Like for real... no slow clap intro, they cheered. I saw people crying, but mostly I saw people just nodding their heads and clapping like they just saw their daughter in a dance recital, they were so proud of their daughter Nakia.  aaaahhhhh it was so. beautiful. Its gonna be a whie before I can get some sleep from just thinking about it. So I'm just up, wired... chatting with you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-2244114000580975983?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/2244114000580975983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=2244114000580975983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2244114000580975983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2244114000580975983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-not-true-yet.html' title='This is not true.... YET!!!'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SbmufWV_F8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/XcGho3m0eM8/s72-c/DSC06158-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-5778188482094156827</id><published>2009-03-09T13:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:04:50.349-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cdbaby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shabar music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itunes'/><title type='text'>sooooo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SbVdFm2ho0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/H_KlcijsDmA/s1600-h/DSC05396-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SbVdFm2ho0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/H_KlcijsDmA/s400/DSC05396-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311253686463341378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I blogged about my release, prolly because its been a wild rollercoster ride with lots of downs and ups and downs. But its up now, and the album entitled REMEMBER ME is available for digital download on ITUNES, CDBABY, RHAPSODY, AMAZON, and a slew of other sites, so check me out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/nakiahenry"&gt;www.cdbaby.com/cd/nakiahenry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write a review... or write me at friendsofnakiahenry at gmail dot com. tell me what you think, cuz I'm pretty darn proud of myself. Sales are goin strong and I am very very grateful for all parties involved, especially Fernando "Royal" Singleton. SHOUT OUT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the business of changing Nakia's life. I started this year with the release of my album, and since then, I am focused on goin even harder. The goal is to become the best performance artist I can be. Would love to travel this year as well... So I'm setting a lot in motion. Lately I have been overwhelmed with my day to day grind, and have decided that i need to make a few drastic changes. I can only hope for the smoothest transition. But once I make the transition, no matter how dramatic the outcome or process, it will be extremely be necessary and will only add positivity and awakening in my life. I am on my way to being the person that I am suppose to be, and doing the things i am suppose to do, and having the things that i am suppose to have, for it is my birth-right. My life has shifted and my soul has been speaking to me, whispering sweet messages in my ear for a while now, and recently it started screaming. and I can no longer ignore it. I am not a person who works to pay bills on time, and I have been "trying" to be that person for a while. I am much more than that.  "That person" does not make me happy, especially with my soul screaming at me, constantly reminding me of the joy that I'm suppose to have, the light that I'm suppose to be. I can go on and on, and I know that I am not being specific, but who ever is reading this should know that the struggle that i am goin through is about to get interesting...&lt;br /&gt;I will close this entry with a message that I wrote on my mysace page... love and light to you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been getting messages from people who are going through a rough time in regards to the economy, and people asking if I could help out in any way. Families across the board are always in my prayers, and people who are going through a rough time are always in my prayers, ALWAYS. But my prayers mean nothing if you don't believe you'll over come this yourself. Now is the time to exercise your faith. Now is the time to believe like you have never believed before. Sometimes it takes rough times like this for you to demonstrate just how strong you are. I don't write these songs for nothin... If you knew me, you would know that I am the one who should be singing these songs... well, at least who should be singing them first. And now that I do, (more frequently then you know) I am stronger. I remember what cloth I'm cut from. I remember how strong i really am, and how strong I have always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I SAY TO YOU: BELIEVE. Believe you can make it through, it maybe be rough now, but thats ok, cuz its temporary, whats goin on now, is not your life. YOUR LIFE IS A LIFE FILLED WITH LOVE, PROSPERITY, JOY, ABUNDANCE, STRENGTH, POWER, AND LAUGHTER. and more accurately: your life is filled with WHAT YOU WANT TO FILL IT WITH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do yourself and favor and remember who you really are... and of course&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER ME&lt;br /&gt;~Nakia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-5778188482094156827?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/5778188482094156827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=5778188482094156827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5778188482094156827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5778188482094156827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/03/sooooo.html' title='sooooo....'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SbVdFm2ho0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/H_KlcijsDmA/s72-c/DSC05396-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-1303092816953622368</id><published>2009-03-07T12:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:03:27.854-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detroit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harlem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shrine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama'/><title type='text'>I have to be better with this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SbKolpktpVI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gr4nS0kEhk4/s1600-h/IMG_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SbKolpktpVI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gr4nS0kEhk4/s400/IMG_1174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310492275391702354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This here blog thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a show Feb 23rd at Shrine in Harlem, and if I might say so myself, it was magical. Yes, apparently I'm a magician. And luckily my mother was there to see it. We kinda pushed the whole night back just so she could be there... i know right, I'M BLESSED. She has never heard me sing live before so it became a big deal for me. She has been there for all of the dance recitals. She was there for opening night on Broadway. And is my biggest cheerleader/fan/supporter. I am very happy that she's happy, and I'm glad that I make her  proud, so shout out to mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of pictures and I have lots of things to say, but for whatever reason, i don't share as often as I probably need to, and thats about to STOP. This Blog will be an interesting one. I plan to include daily thoughts and daily imaginings. I'll be sure to tell you the difference. But the idea is to write about what I want, talk about what I want, and be about what I want until i get it. So i will act like i got it already, and i plan on being convincing enough to obtain it in real life. I need to write, I need to share. I need to testify and rejoice for the blessings of the past, present, and future. I love you all for listening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all... just because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manifest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-1303092816953622368?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/1303092816953622368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=1303092816953622368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1303092816953622368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/1303092816953622368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-to-be-better-with-this.html' title='I have to be better with this'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SbKolpktpVI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gr4nS0kEhk4/s72-c/IMG_1174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-7595259133151304444</id><published>2009-01-18T16:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:02:37.747-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilike'/><title type='text'>Nakia Henry on iLike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SXOk-r2X7BI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wrOFc3ciKuE/s1600-h/DSC05396-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SXOk-r2X7BI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wrOFc3ciKuE/s320/DSC05396-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292755383920094226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.ilike.com/artist/Nakia+Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREVIEW THE ALBUM ON iLike&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-7595259133151304444?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/7595259133151304444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=7595259133151304444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/7595259133151304444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/7595259133151304444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2009/01/nakia-henry-on-ilike.html' title='Nakia Henry on iLike'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SXOk-r2X7BI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wrOFc3ciKuE/s72-c/DSC05396-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-300475701141659955</id><published>2008-12-13T13:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:02:05.561-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><title type='text'>REMEMBER ME available DECEMBER 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SUP6FOMh7HI/AAAAAAAAAI8/e_eakzDhnrc/s1600-h/DSC05396-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SUP6FOMh7HI/AAAAAAAAAI8/e_eakzDhnrc/s320/DSC05396-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279338155825294450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-300475701141659955?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/300475701141659955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=300475701141659955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/300475701141659955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/300475701141659955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2008/12/remember-me-available-december-2008.html' title='REMEMBER ME available DECEMBER 2008'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SUP6FOMh7HI/AAAAAAAAAI8/e_eakzDhnrc/s72-c/DSC05396-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-2424774408897009440</id><published>2008-11-25T22:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:01:44.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gmail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mailing list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>help me stop spamming my friends' friends, for info about me, or shows, news, or any updates, please email me at friendsofnakiahenry @ gmail . com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-2424774408897009440?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/2424774408897009440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=2424774408897009440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2424774408897009440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/2424774408897009440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2008/11/help-me-stop-spamming-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-4290381242855272939</id><published>2008-11-24T12:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:01:03.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotton club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accapella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free download'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>FREE DOWNLOADS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SSrnYbhA65I/AAAAAAAAAIc/87BH5PVdHZE/s1600-h/nakiatest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 642px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SSrnYbhA65I/AAAAAAAAAIc/87BH5PVdHZE/s400/nakiatest2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272280720679693202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shabarmusic.com/nakiahenrysmile.mp3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LnpzaGFyZS5uZXQvYXVkaW8vNTA4MjMzMzJhZGM0YjEyMy8=" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.zshare.net/audio/&lt;wbr&gt;50823332adc4b123/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZnLrSeDMJo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZnLrSeDMJo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZnLrSeDMJo &lt;------ YOUTUBE SLIDE     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/shannon/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-4290381242855272939?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/4290381242855272939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=4290381242855272939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4290381242855272939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/4290381242855272939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-downloads.html' title='FREE DOWNLOADS'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SSrnYbhA65I/AAAAAAAAAIc/87BH5PVdHZE/s72-c/nakiatest2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-5037541704309651945</id><published>2008-11-03T14:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:00:19.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonus'/><title type='text'>remember me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SQ9MyR0_LlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6G71u6a-C9c/s1600-h/lay+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SQ9MyR0_LlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6G71u6a-C9c/s400/lay+back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264510916082216530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have always been here, though you don't remember my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;we have been the all of it and we've played many of games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;we started out as one, in the beginning it was just we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;but the knowing of we was not enough, our souls wished to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; I wanted to experience me, I wanted to shine bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;but just as you can't see a candle lit in the sun, its hard to shine when there is only light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;searched in my minds eye for the perfect solution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;knowing that whatever I created was only an illusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; then you stepped forward, out of the light you came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;volunteering to be dim, just so I could know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;thus our first game began, though i always new the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;that you and i are both the light, you showed me, me... I showed you, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; so I'll remember, I'll remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;look at me and remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;see that I am here once again to show you, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and when you wanted to know what it was like to be creative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i was the one who took all you had and told you to make a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; and in the worst conditions, you were happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;created heaven and made your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and when i wanted to know what it was like to be forgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;you came along to hurt me, you came along to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I called you a monster, said you were evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; pretended so hard, I almost forgot your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;but I remembered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I remember you name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;please remember, please look at me and do the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You can &lt;i&gt;fly away&lt;/i&gt;, be the &lt;i&gt;lily&lt;/i&gt; in the valley, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;you &lt;i&gt;gotta remember&lt;/i&gt; that its ok to be &lt;i&gt;silly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; its in your &lt;i&gt;nature&lt;/i&gt; to be &lt;i&gt;beautiful music&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;cuz you live in &lt;i&gt;heaven&lt;/i&gt; and we're &lt;i&gt;afromantic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;lord have mercy&lt;/i&gt; on the ones who forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;but you gotta keep on &lt;i&gt;smiling&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;decide&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;remind&lt;/i&gt; them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; you can be the light, you can be the light, you can be the light, you can be the LIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;please remember, remember you really are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;please remember, remember who i really am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;...don't wanna get lost and go on forgetting, please remember me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by nakia henry (c) 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-5037541704309651945?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/5037541704309651945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=5037541704309651945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5037541704309651945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/5037541704309651945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2008/11/remember-me.html' title='remember me'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SQ9MyR0_LlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6G71u6a-C9c/s72-c/lay+back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-3935229865386981331</id><published>2008-04-10T15:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:59:30.237-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Son House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'>some more love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="DataGrid1__ctl14_Label7" style="height: 24px; width: 280px;font-family:Arial;" &gt;"In the spirit of the great Son House and a tip of the hat to all field workers who called out the blues at work or at the local church, Nakia Henry wields her powerful spirit filled vocals like a blade to keep the enemy of darkness and bad attitudes from dragging her down. Soulfully done and creative as ancestors smile down upon her and the listener."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-3935229865386981331?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/3935229865386981331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=3935229865386981331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3935229865386981331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/3935229865386981331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-more-love.html' title='some more love'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993149306150016675.post-6355255267324207253</id><published>2008-04-05T11:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:58:31.704-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakia henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>What Keeps Me Going Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/R_e3rWBpw8I/AAAAAAAAADs/XHMwSajy4f8/s1600-h/nakiadelete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/R_e3rWBpw8I/AAAAAAAAADs/XHMwSajy4f8/s200/nakiadelete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185815451215184834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya know, I get these friend requests all the time form musical artists like yourself, and I have liked none. Yet, you send me a request and I actually want to hear more. You are what I call true talent. My family loves music, and I have always grown up listening to all types of music. My mother, who was a violinist, taught me how to listen to peoples voices and know how to tell if the person I am listening to is really good. The true test comes when someone is on stage. She would say that if a person sounds just as good or even better than their album while on stage, then that is what you call true talent. Today, we don't have much of that. I am young and I grew up with the Hip-Hop culture (which I love and adore) and it seems like the "true talent" has dwindled away (as far as the R artists go). I know that the music industry is more so focused on looks and not so much talent because the studio can make you sound good and then they can make you over to look gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are different. You are part of that new sound that I am very fond of. You are like Jill Scott, India Irie, and Erica Badou. You are beautiful like a true Black Woman. You sound beautiful. You are what I call "true talent. " I know I will see you some day on Oprah like Jill, India, and Erica. I think you definitely have what it takes to make it in this industry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please...Please...Please tell your manager you need to be promoted more. I let my mother and my uncle listen to you. They adore you. Although, listening to you made my uncle a little angry. See my uncle was an Italian pastry chef in NY. He used to always tell me about all of the talent that he has seen in the city, but never make it because the industry is so messed up and fake. He is a true Jazz fan. Ya know, he loves all of the greats like Nancy Wilson, Sarah Vaughn, Ella Fitzgerald, Frank Sinatra, Nat King Cole, etc., so he is really picky about the music he listens to. He said you should be promoted more and you should have already made it big (he said it with a little anger in his voice). I agreed. I guess that he gets tired of what he says is “crap” on the radio stations (LOL). With that said, when are you going to advertise purchasing your CD’s on your page? Hopefully it will be soon! Just shoot me a message to let me know when it happens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span&gt; I cannot stop listenin to Smile.  It's gumbo, greens and cornbread, and banana pudding.  That's what it reminds me of.  I had to call my mom to listen to it.  I adore "Silly Girl".  Simpy put, I love it all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hi, Just wanted to tell you how much your song *Smile* touched my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my 4th battle with Hodgkin's and the bonus of having Kidney Cancer as a secondary cancer. I was hoping you would allow me the privilege of using your song SMILE on my cancer blog"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;I'm from New Orleans. Smile definitely reminds me of being home on the bayou. You took me home today girl. All of the songs are beautiful. We must talk!&lt;br /&gt;Abundant blessings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am feeling the song "silly girl" the beat and words ... gurl you are are the one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="ctl00_cpMain_UserViewCommentsControl_viewComments_commentRepeater_ctl17_bodyLabel"&gt;Thanks Nakia,&lt;br /&gt;Your songs of inspiration touch my heart. I have much to be grateful for, more than alright. Keep on singin beautiful music. It matters much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cpMain_UserViewCommentsControl_viewComments_commentRepeater_ctl35_bodyLabel"&gt;:O that's what i did when i heard your sound, your song, your soul. thank you for your wonderful petition for an addition that gaurantees to perfect the mission. lol love luv &amp;amp; mo lub. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cpMain_UserViewCommentsControl_viewComments_commentRepeater_ctl38_bodyLabel"&gt;I just wanted to say your music is soo beautiful.. i actually had a ms.badu song on my profile but i love "smile" soo i had too add that..sooo mad love coming from my way and i hope u make it to the top.. its time for a change in what we are feeding our ears! Get back at me sometime, i love picking the brain of the creative!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cpMain_UserViewCommentsControl_viewComments_commentRepeater_ctl07_bodyLabel"&gt;Nakia Henry,I've read your past blogs and relistened to your songs, there is so much openness to you that comes out in song,you will not be unsigned for very long my friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cpMain_UserViewCommentsControl_viewComments_commentRepeater_ctl17_bodyLabel"&gt;Usually when I am up late doing my homework, I often have the music that I listen to…you know how it is when you sometimes want to hear your particular artists for inspiration or just to let loose. Tonight…I just had to stop by your page and listen to your song, “Heaven” and “Smile.” So I just wanted to thank you for those two songs tonight because they helped me to understand why I keep climbing this latter pushing to get my degree. God has blessed you, Nakia Henry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cpMain_UserViewCommentsControl_viewComments_commentRepeater_ctl32_bodyLabel"&gt;i am feeln yo songs / lovn yo soun / reminiscent of an earlier style w/ a new spin / i am diggn yo voice / soulful rasp / what a relief to hear you / in the midts of all the glits of the sound of today / all the best in everything you do / keep doin yo thang ma / thanks for the add much appreciated/ stay good stay beutiful stay original stay you stay blessed/ oh my Danm folks shes got it !pc"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"awesome! were can i buy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's great to see you doing what you said you was going to do,not many people take action that fast:)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow is all i can say. if i say I love your music i would seem like a giddy fan, If i say your beautiful i would seem like a lovesick puppy. Ms. Nakia Henry, you are downright amazing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wonderful Music!!! But I have to say you have some of the sexiest pictures I've seen on my space.I cant believe I saw you everyday with Hott Feet and didnt notice how sexy are.Black Women are amazing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sis, your sound is one that i like. i need a cd to rock in my house and my car!!!!  many blessings your way sis!                                  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"smile is simply beautiful! It sparked some creative ideas, would love to add music to that when time allows. I hear a crazy soulful house joint with the vocals echoing strongly through the speakers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, you music is wonderful. I love it and I feel so free when I hear it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.                                  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your music and pictures moved me. I am NOT mad at you. Yes, you were so captured in those photos. Great job for you and Khalil.. sorry if I'm wrong-LOL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel your songs. Saddi played most of them for me if your ever in Atl. look me up Im working on the 3rd album right now and I think the music we do will work together. Keep Making Meaningful Music.&lt;br /&gt;Fight For Us !! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I heard the first joint on ya playlist, i'm about to hit accept on the add request, but i gotta tell you i'm feeling the joint, the song andyour music make sense (to me that means is relevant to the times)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your music and your smile is locked in a battle for my soul.........                                  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;       I can say from hearing a small piece of ur music and scimming the page it does sound like (i believe u said) music in the field. Ur muisc will and can be featured in history books. When I first heard it I thought of slave music and thats not a bad thing, the music sounds relaxing and your music is unique for this time around.&lt;br /&gt;Read more write later!        "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your music had made me take a gasp for air... It hit me in a way that has allowed me to realize once again that I am not alone. Your passion is so strong with every wail and movement of your voice words could not express those moments or parts u placed melodies to evoke a certain emotion.. Nakia thank you for your music and wanted to write you personally."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"doll, you know i fell in love with your music from the get-go. people who attended that show emailed me for days on end asking about your myspace and where they could buy your music. Rarely have i seen any act leave such a mark on an audience. Youve got a very strong prescence about you that makes your extraordinary music that much more solid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I see them, I read them, and I am so grateful for them, I don't take the messages for granted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/993149306150016675-6355255267324207253?l=nakiahenry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/feeds/6355255267324207253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=993149306150016675&amp;postID=6355255267324207253' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6355255267324207253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/993149306150016675/posts/default/6355255267324207253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakiahenry.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-keeps-me-going-part-1.html' title='What Keeps Me Going Part 1'/><author><name>Nakia Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07056192876821557313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/SPJNf3dvWpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3DxjMMCrZVc/S220/nakiadelet2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpf4e1tl4tg/R_e3rWBpw8I/AAAAAAAAADs/XHMwSajy4f8/s72-c/nakiadelete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
