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About Me

Still I Rise... You may write me down in history... With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt... But still, like dust, I'll rise.Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room.Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise.Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries.Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own back yard.You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise.Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?Out of the huts of history's shame I rise... Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise... I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise... Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise... Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise... I rise... I rise...Maya Angelou ..
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My Interests

Traveling to warm and exotic places, snowboarding, cooking wholesome and organic food, fingerpainting, sipping on red wine, making my little papito laugh, dancing, Reggae festivals, reading something that changes my perceptions of life, gardening, yoga, cuddling up with my man on a rainy day, skin on skin, remodeling my home, playing with my dog Pachamama, experiencing growth and change in my son, swimming in the Carribbean, Jamaica mon, teaching young people things no else bothers to teach them, sleeping outdoors under the moonlight, napping in my hammock, feeling the sun on my skin, sunsets and sunrises, the excitement and ancticipation of a kiss...

I'd like to meet:

Gardeners, travelers, campers, reggae dancers, surfers, snowboarders, yogis, healthy chefs, and creative parents. Folks able to throw down some challenging and thought provoking conversations that inspire growth and change.Bob Marley, the Dalai Lama, Angela Davis, Alice Walker, Maya Angelou, Langston Hughes, Frida Kahlo, and Cesar Chavez...

Music:

Conscious music, uplifting music, music that inspires and empowers. Roots reggae, dancehall, hip hop, neo soul, Latin, and my son's favorite lullabies (La Lechuza is the newest request)

Movies:

Sin Dejar Huella, Amores Perros, Y Tu Mama Tambien, March of the Penguins, any Almodovar movie.

Television:

It is my belief that television is used to brainwash and destroy any potentional for the people to organize and reclaim their power and influence.

Books:

The Fountainhead, Roots, Autobiography of Angela Davis, Buddhism for Mothers, Buddha Mom, Nightjohn, The People's History of the United States

Heroes:

Frida Kahlo for using her skills as a painter to manage and overcome her physical pain and hardships. Cesar Chavez for changing systems at the government level nonviolently, and revolutionaries worldwide who do not accept unjust conditions, speak up and take action.

My Blog

White Privilege

I have come to recognize that I am unable to develop a truly intimate and deep relationship with a member of the white race who cannot acknowledge the privileges inherent to a member of that race. ...
Posted by Mama Sol on Thu, 15 May 2008 12:08:00 PST

Historical Beginnings of Mother’s Day in the US

Mother's Day Proclamation of 1870Mother's Peace DayThe first person to fight for an official Mother's Day celebration in the United States was Julia Ward Howe. You may be more familiar with her name a...
Posted by Mama Sol on Mon, 12 May 2008 10:43:00 PST

Happy Birthday My Sun

..> ..> Happy Birthday my Sun... Brown and Agile Child - by Pablo NerudaBrown and agile child, the sun which forms the fruitAnd ripens the grain and twists the seaweedHas made your happy body and y...
Posted by Mama Sol on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 08:19:00 PST

Phenomenal Woman

by Maya AngelouPretty women wonder where my secret liesI'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion sizeBut when I start to tell themThey think I'm telling lies.I sayIt's in the reach of my armsThe...
Posted by Mama Sol on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 04:18:00 PST

Reaching out for love, light and strength

I want to feel grounded and guided by love and beauty. I believe that I am incapable of loving if I cannot bring myself to also love the one I hate. I am trying to love unconditionally... Some are eas...
Posted by Mama Sol on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 05:50:00 PST

Native American Perspectives on Columbus Day

We have no reason to celebratean invasionthat caused the demiseof so many of our peopleand is still causingdestructiontoday.-- Suzan Shown HarjoA Friend of the Indians -- by Joseph BruchacA man who wa...
Posted by Mama Sol on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 04:33:00 PST

Lost and Homesick in Texas

..> Lost and homesick in Texas... I want my son to have an extended familyI want him to know and appreciate his Mexican rootsBut at what cost to myself?In Texas my thoughts, values and beliefs are...
Posted by Mama Sol on Sat, 11 Aug 2007 10:45:00 PST

Mi abuela

(This is a work in progress...) Celia Cantu de Yzaguirre is my maternal grandmother, o mi abuela. She was born in the border town of Brownsville, Tejas in 1930 and self-identifies as a Mejicana ...
Posted by Mama Sol on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 04:25:00 PST

Academic Grillz

This goes out to all of my amazing and incredible students I have had the great fortune to grow up with. Many of you graduated this year... and what an emotional occasion that ended up being fo...
Posted by Mama Sol on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 03:29:00 PST