1975 November 10
Love letter to a married soul
(w)eléla there are so many things to say.
i'm sorry for hurting you / ignoring you / i thought
i was loving you
forgive me
Love letter to a married soul
it's been too long since i've had this time to scream out loud.
many female artists have found a voice in their art / fought wars / fought men.
i want this space to be a ritual/mantra of poem/sound replacing the old memory.
Love letter to a married soul
today (6 - 28 - 11) i am celebrating a re-birth / union / yogain sanskrit yoga means to unify the mind / body / soul
i promise to use this blog as a space to be real. real for those
who do not have the courage to do so. words that will fall away
from my mouth convictions / sins / confessions / equations will be shared to free me from the darkness that sits in my skin. i want this space to be used to free myself and other women. feel the light shine and settle in.
i realize this may seem selfish because there's a revolution going on. but as sacred text say, prayer starts with repenting of one's sins / only then can you go out into the world to forgive + love others.
i ~ intergrate love / tears / (r) evolution / pain / patience / courage / beauty
the memory that serves this equation was pre-destined / and yet it's the love for self that is the evidence of the smile and laughter throughout this sojourn.
photos:
(1) jamal kindred on pony / (w)eléla on skates / jamal in stroller / eddie kindred on skates. birthday party at home in anaheim, ca for jamal. (w)eléla in the background.
(2) (w)eléla kindred 16 years old. 1992-1993 porch of home during 1988-1993. taken before 1st period at savanna high school, anaheim, ca.
