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Living As Daughters

Swimming, tossing and turning in my comfort zone of love

Being pressured to enter a world ready for me

That I wasn’t ready for

So I came out

Screaming, yelling, crying and kicking

Watching and waiting for…

Knowledge

Know-how

Listening to the sounds of laughter mixed with tears

Chatters of OOOOh’s and AAAAh’s

While my soul re-entered the earth

In the Summer of ‘75

Thirteen I was

When elders spoke of protection and rites of passage

‘Cause my titties began to sprout

My ass poked out attaching to my long thick legs

and my hips widened three extra inches

My rites of passage became Beauty to the Vision

Which I learned to flaunt

But was unable to share

‘Til I was eighteen

Yet no one said why…

Or how…

I should receive it

Or how…

I should love it or me

I became pregnant

In an unknown world of circumstantial evidence I received by watching others live not cautiously enough by made up rules of moral codes of conduct

I passed my rights and wrongs

Through pity and sorrow and mistakes

I earned my first badge in June of ‘94

It was a girl

Which opened the door to a load of things I’d only heard of in whispers told to the winds by my ancestors and elders while they stood over my shoulders peering at me

I fumbled through the secrets of living

With my five senses

Banishing the sixth for a later date with EXPERIENCE THE TEACHER

‘Foolishly in Love’

Fell on my relaxed hair and tampered with my brain

On May ‘98

By November ’99

I received my second Badge of Rites

Two blue stars and bright red cheeks

Another girl

Now it was my turn

To explain the unlearned

To a couple of older women recreated

Reincarnated into new bodies

Whose spirits long to revive the old traditions

Of Strength and Nurture and Culture and Truth

Showing me that

I don’t always have to represent

STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMANHOOD

I just have to be Happy.

The spirits never stopped protecting me

Instead they came to join me on my journey through

Motherhood and Womanhood and Livelihood

From Ancestral Orishas Ifa and Yemaja

By living as My Daughters

Niambi and Jhanya

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Frankela Albury obtained her BA in Communications & Media Arts specializing in Journalism in 2000.  She worked for the past several years at various Media companies, the final one being Conde Nast Media Group as a Business Manager, while raising two daughters on her own.  Writing has always been Frankela’s passion, although she doesn’t pursue as a career goal, she does maintain a spiritual blog that details some of the issues we all deal with as individuals trying to navigate through life, love and peace.

As her daughters began to get older and more independent she decided to pursue another dream of becoming a Doula.  Her passion for motherhood, lead her there.  She grew up in a home full of natural birthing options, her mother was a Doula, Child Birth Educator and Lactation Consultant.  Being a teen mother also lead her to mentor over the course of years to other teen mothers on how to pursue goals and still parent.   As of July 2015 she will be a certified Doula, with experience in writing, potty training and advocating for young women with low incomes in our birthing medical world.

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