Love is unrestricted,
Love is unconditional,
No matter the darkness
It’s always there,
Dwelling with the embers of light,
Both ready to burst forth
In an iridescent blaze.
Never believe love is lost,
Never believe there is no light,
All that restricts
The love and light is you.
Frank has the tendency to consider me the best wife ever—well, of course, he’s highly partial and truly bias, because I am his first and only wife. Nevertheless, most days I can truly say I do not feel as though the sentiment could be further from the truth. In reality, I couldn’t be further from the Suzy Homemaker image. Truth be told I’m a far cry from her. And although, Frank assures me that we’re just not that couple and he has no cares for a Suzy—I still take pride and much delight in His smile when he comes home from work to a shimmering home, homemade veggie potpie and a bowl of freshly baked blueberry muffins. Due to the latter, as we embark on our 6th year of obligation I have been wrestling with the desire to really get our house in order, and the challenge of not stopping our endless workflow. To date—the most difficult task is managing dirty dishes, marinating laundry, clean floors, spotless bathrooms, a 9-5, a publishing company, an expanding brand, breakfast, lunch, dinner, a husband with two healthy appetites, of course, the priority of me—and getting proper rest…who knew that was still a thing—sleep where¿
All doubts and obstacles aside, I know the power is within me to conjure up the heka to be Mighty Woman. So, I began in the heart of our home. Let’s just say, it took a sick day for me to make a decisive decision about our kitchen and our everyday routine. Sometimes it takes feeling your worst to produce your best. Proof positive—our newly rearranged kitchen… [to be continued]
w/ ♥
—Egypt
—Egypt contemplates what to ramble on about?
Ever felt like you’re doing so much, but nothing at all? accomplishing so much, but so little at the same time. Yeah, that’s been the story of my life for the past 3 or so months. It saddens me that I haven’t been as transparent as I claimed I would be Here…but I guess…in some ways I have, umm I don’t know. Either way, my lack of spilling words onto canvases like Here or YouTube, Purple Cravings, Enterprize You, the many books I’ve shelved… okay so pretty much anywhere other than the FEED and the STATION… well, to say the least, the lack has started to weigh in. Let’s just say higher Egypt isn’t rockin’ with lower Egypt’s childlike antics.
To be honest, I have about 13?¿…books in my head, outlined and/or began, that are right now collecting dust because I hit a wall. I wouldn’t call it writer’s block, more like a spiritual and mental blockade. I was sure after the wedding bells rung I would be back on track and spewing with words…yet ok Egypt, how ’bout fail, try again.
Then there is filming…urgh no editing. Stockpiles of CHANNEL footage, but not edited of course. See what I mean…that’s the feeling of unaccomplishment.
Most days I feel as though I am in this hair-raising competition—but with who? …I suppose the seemingly invisible version of myself. I know where I desire to be and all that I desire to be doing and manifesting, but I guess it is the whole pathless woods syndrome, eh, you know like the rainstorm, but no silver-lining feeling.
Nonetheless, the truly unfortunate part of my life, field of study, and future plans big and small is the fact that I know these are just days a Human must go through. Yet, the majority of the time I wish I could simply wallow in my dismay, eh, instead of having to pull myself up out of the muck and mire, brush the grime off, wipe the tears away, quiet my flesh, and get back to Being. Eh, but I suppose I’ve descended too far down the rabbit hole to be complacent—spirit just won’t allow itself to be caged again or arrested anymore.
There is a silver-lining, a light at the end of the tunnel …I think…
The most overwhelming part—I must keep moving, and always stay busy. Yes, there are days here and there that I “take a break”…but then the whole break is spent feeling unproductive. So, recently I have been trying to figure out what it is that I’m really seeking? Like what it is that has me feeling like I’m racing myself to no avail…?
I have like this vision, as we all should—a vision of my progress, my end goal, my success if you will. And for the longest, I was certain it began with the completion of “Love is Law,” or Loveology in its most polished and scholarly form…maybe even my mentoring career, or my poetry, but no.
I know my progress has to begin with a LoveTrip! ^_^ who would have thunk it!¿
5th Element of Loveology: Family Resources
My Mother is always a majestic source of inspiration and uplifting. She says my issue is simply the fact that I have so much that I desire to do that it appears impossible to only focus on one thing at a time. Honestly, being a jack-of-all-trades is very difficult when you really need your spirit to focus, but it seeks to play hopscotch with your mind daily. 
She has been adamant about encouraging to me to shift and arrange all of my loose puzzle pieces. Her thing is God will throw roadblocks and obstacles your way so that you will take the time to pause and ASSESS! because sometimes your greater is simply a puzzle piece waiting to be flipped right side up.
Eh, so hardheadedness aside, I finally took my Hena’s reoccurring advice from a couple years ago. I decided to settle in for a bitter, but truly sweet journey down Frank and I’s memory lane—and who would believe it all begins with a children’s book!
Y’all remember King Kobe right?… yay? nay? no worries you will.
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So, yes I’m still in the process of flipping LoveTrips™, no worries there. “Egypt E. in the AM” will still be airing Monday’s at 7 AM EST via BlogTalkRadio {all episodes are archived, so listen and share whenever #plug}. Some have inquired about the Loveology class I mentioned on Instagram a while back. I’m currently finishing up the curriculum and working the syllabus, course outlines, and filming. The course levels will range from 100 levels aka basics to 700 levels aka applied sciences. I shall keep you all posted!
Until the next batch of gumbo has been stirred, I love you!
Earth laughs in flowers.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson
It is a daunting wonder and a mighty perplexing dilemma our collective unhappiness truly is. After all, take the onset of Tañyi for example—leaves begin to turn from luscious greens to dry and brittle reds, browns, and golds right before Wenañi sets in with its harbingers of a beautiful; yet, chilling death. And even more so, Wehe-Éhimpé dawns with rains that beat the Earth as if the heavens continuously weep for Winter’s most recent dying. Yet, where is the sorrow in the raindrops? There exists none—for the warmth, the vibrancy, and the fragrant florals of Wēhē Piwa depended on the falling, dying and showering. Indeed, we must face our storms and rainy days in order for our flowers to rise from the gently tossed and heavily beaten soil to dance with sweet gaiety.
So in love with our now—with Him, and of course your divine hearts!
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You must know that being happy is your destiny—fulfilling your soul’s purpose is your birthright…#endofstory.
Overstand the world will throw every curveball possible in your direction as you are striving to be the ultimate YOU. Regardless of the obstacles, when you decide that you’re going to be happy and live fulfilled there is nothing or anyone capable of stopping you—because only you know and can execute your next move on the fly, or improve on if needed.
Loveology places you back in the driver’s seat of your success, your destiny and all of your heat’s desires. Learning to LOVE in all fashions is only hard because we have been reared in a world that for centuries has convinced us that HATE is easier and more effective in bringing about change. In the meanwhile, Mother Nature and the Universal Laws unwaveringly show us the exact opposite.
The reality is all elements, things, beings, and universal forces seek coherence—harmony or balance. Striving for love despite all obstacles elevates us to a place of coherence, a state of harmonious living which allows the floodgates of the heavens to burst wide open with gratitude and in return, shower down upon you everlasting love and all of your heart’s desires.
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You can call me conceited or whatever you’d like, but I’m just going to continue to believe that I’m your favorite LoveTrips™ conductor !^_^! As always, I love you all!
Mecoú, Greetings—As-salāmu ʿalaykum, Biwa, Peace—Namaste
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2016 wrapped up into a beautifully tailor-made, just-for-me fashioned whirlwind of an end—nevertheless, I have no complaints, nothing but love for the going out of the old year and old seasons in exchange for the coming in of the new year and new seasons.
Subsequently, I walked into 2017 with one mission—finish everything I started in twenty-sixteen. No exceptions, only transmutations. No wooden nickels, only gold doubloons.
Well, in order to do this I had to do what my Hena, Mother, has always insisted and persisted I do like a madwoman. My stars have bid me do the same. The tarot cards I’m learning three times consecutively have demanded me do so, and of course my sacred numbers. Thus, for the latter months of last year, I penned like a madwoman—cursing myself the whole way for not doing anything more than picking up a pen and dwelling for hours, suspended in deep contemplation like a cat over his magnificent, humanly unfathomable feline name—I spent most of my time dwelling on how to translate my brain farts into English.
In hindsight and fore—I have done all but succeeded. Yes, I’ve managed the translation my thoughts into a decently legible collage of words with my upcoming book “Love is Law,” but each time I believe I have reached a stopping point in my studies, I blow a gasket on some new Loveological find, and I’m thrown right back into the madwoman phase. Needless to say, you all just might get a bit lovesick with all of my talk of love :-P.
Nevertheless, you—my loves I need as my beautifully talented and mysteriously human guinea pigs! I kid, sorta. Eventually, I will be producing my first Loveology course, but I basically want to test drive a few concepts, as well as figure out the best approaches for online learning and engagement before throwing the course up on a website without the least bit of care.
That means all feedback is always welcomed—be it, praise, constructive criticism, suggestions, thoughts, testimonials, corrections, debates, and/or even your opinions.
Biwa & Andestagōnwa
—♥Egypt
Stay tuned in all week long starting tomorrow! Saturday, February 18th for some basic fundamentals and some paradigm shifters.
Know today the Sun began His daily trek out of the East —from His lowest point in the sky of this year. And yet still, our Sun does not falter in His duty to give light; thus, give life. He does not curse Mother Luna, nor Mother Earth for His lowly state. Indeed the crown of a halo adorning Sun beams still and ever bright. With tomorrow, and with divine knowing He will begin his rising.
Today marks the first day of our celestial new year…renew yourself in this time of rebirth🙌💕🙏
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