poetry session - 11/26

next lifetime



Next lifetime
Already speaks
Its existence within you
Through the connections,
Lessons and healing you’ve done
To fortify your being...
Next lifetime shows you
That no longer will you
Have to endure the pain from the past;
No longer will you have to
Carry your ancestors suffering on your back
And pretend to mask it
While living in a world that tries to
Erase it, outcast it...
You carry their hope and
Healing in your bones
Embrace it; grasp it
Feel their freedom in your soul
Let it fuel you, broadcast it
Their Spirit and movements have outlasted
Time and space to forecast
The season of new days...
I pray
You hear them say that
Your love and joy is never
In anyone else’s power
To grant it...
I pray
You continue to move in advancement
Free from trauma and attachment...
Where “BE-ing”... truly is present
And surviving was only a fragment
Of this inception...
I pray
You realize your power
In this lifetime
And recognize
You carry the keys of change
And ways of being
Next lifetime...


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/25

mysterious woman


It took what seemed like lifetimes
To get to a place where
I’d be comfortable
And worthy enough
To stand in the presence
Of this mysterious woman
That I see in my dreams...
She invites me in and beckons me
To go deeper within myself
To slay demons and re-write history
To create beacons within myself...
To witness the wounds
That be the root of all my suffering
To bless the womb inside my being
And release the trauma that I felt
And held onto for so long...
I yearned to be washed
With the lyrics of Her Freedom songs
And the baptismal meditative waters
To emerge anew, draw inspiration from...
And the more I entered in
And listened to Her call
I created more space for Her to BE in
To lay claim to, to stand tall...
I now listen when She speaks
Feel the call inside my bones
Remain open to receive
All things that serve my growth...
She calls forth for
Intuition to be my compass
And love be my scope of vision
Creativity be my language
Manifestation be my mission...
Sensuality be my aura
Sexuality be my ignition
Fertility accept my seed
Of birthing a divine phenomenal woman...
Physicality keep me present
Spirituality keep me steady
To be unafraid of constant changes
For Divine guidance will keep me ready...
And strangely enough I realize
The further and deeper I journey
When I see Her in all my visions
That all this time I’ve already
Been always and infinitely worthy...
That all along it is Me
That She is beautifully and
Majestically reflecting...



-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/24

one more journey


If it takes one more journey
One more timeline
One more hurricane
One more sunrise
One more heartbreak
One more earthquake
One more catalyst
One more moonrise...
For me to actualize
My true being
My true power
My God-given abilities
To endure each passing hour...
Valiantly...
I will take it
Live it
Breath it and
Be it
For growth and lessons
Are all i see
In hopes to continue to
Be open
To Love’s wonders
Unconditionally


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/23

loving my body


I am grateful
To come home into this vessel
A body that is mine
Derived from divine intelligence
Manifested in melanin and
Feminine eminence...
Every inch, every curve
Every dip, every turn
From the soles of my feet
To every follicle on my head
I honour the God particles
Embedded in my being
Bestowing magical properties
To everything I touch...
With so much as a graze, a breath...
A gaze or a hug...
Giving my wounds a voice
Turning sadness into rejoicing
Lifting anger up for releasing
Transmuting trauma into healing...

I’ve grown to love my scars
From the constant battles I’ve had with myself
Look upon them with honour
And move with unconditional love of self....
I’ve earned my position
With gracious disposition
Highly decorated
With fearless childhood playground scars
And beauty marked birthmarks spread out like the stars...
To benchmarked stretch marked tigress stripes
To the emergency life saving C-section types...

To the softness and strength of my thighs
To my arms always open, lightly defined
To my legs for endurance, perseverance and stride
To my hips for assurance, in pleasure with how they ride
To my breasts for how they nourish, where my heartbeat resides
To my womb’s creative power and capability to give life.

I birth a new me
With every affirmation I heed
And know I am deserving
Of all the good that’s lined up for me
Still open to the lessons
That present themselves in negativity
See those moments as gifts
And respond with love accordingly
Loving every aspect
Of my body, mind, and soul
That one cannot exist without the other
As united, I am whole...


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/22

afraid to want it


I move with confidence through the ashes
That part ways like the Red Sea
In honour of my Exodus
Of everything that does not serve me...
Moving in between passageways and waterways 
That lead me to my sea of dreams
I am attuned to my inner compass
Of intuition and divinity...
My heart’s frequency extends miles
Beyond my mind and
When I am aligned with it
When I follow it and
Heed the instructions
I can feel
The mountains move
The oceans swell
The universe in tune
And conspiring to manifest itself in me...
No longer afraid to say it
I stand in this moment of magnificence
And claim it as mine
For self-love and healing showed me
To no longer be ashamed of
Asking for the things that align with my highest good...
To no longer be afraid, for all things
In Divine timing will be understood...
To no longer be afraid to want it
For I had always possessed the power
To achieve, to actualize...
To weave realities rooted
With open hearts and third-eye sight
I real-eyes...
When I am open to receive it...
I rise... This world is mine...
And all I had to do...
Was believe it...


-j.jimenez

micropoetry session - 11/21

walking in circles



You walk in circles
That skim surfaces
Yet go deep enough to scar



-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/20

stranger to me


The painful process of purging
Emotional and generational wounds
Made me fully realize
That suppressing them
Did more damage to me
Than recognizing them...
Being numb to them
Felt stranger to me
Than releasing them...
Giving voice to pain
Seemed dangerous to me...
But in the end
Only brought endless lessons
To free me...


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/17

no sign of sorry


Your lack of apology
No longer gets in the way
Of my peace
No longer a prerequisite
For healing...
I no longer give you permission
To grant the reprieve I’ve been seeking...
So therefore...
I release you...
Forgiveness
With no sign of sorry
Is really just an act... of freedom
I’ve stopped searching for them
And instead learned to stop
Giving away my power
When my freedom was always mine
To grant...


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/15

no more hate


Amidst the chaos and the noise
The silenced and the voiceless
The marginalized and their protests
The violence and the breathless...
The gentrified and the displaced
The battered and disgraced
The victims of the depraved
The wounded and erased...
Stay centered...
Displace the hate
Move with love and
Spirit in your space...
Remain in strength and abundance
Courage and endurance
Grace and assurance
Humility and resilience
Seek healing and reprieve
Joy and release
An end to your grief
And an openness to receive
The lessons and gifts
To ascend from this inception
Rise above to heal
In love and reflection
Steady your focus
No more hate is the motivation
Put aside fear, and taste the sensation
Of sweet freedom on the horizon


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/13

caught off guard


I pray
That the fires of inspiration
Keep fuelling you, sustaining you
To continue to live in a state of love and openness...
I pray
That you continue to be awed
No longer caught of guard
With your boundless gifts...
But to remain in a state of wonderment
With your ability to uplift
Those who are in need of a sign, a catalyst...
You exhibit resilience, magnificence...
You are worthy
And are so unafraid to claim it, stand in it...
And welcome it into your life...
Remain gracious when blessings arrive...
I pray
You remain limitless
Your passion never diminishes and
Your light never extinguishes
You manifest brilliance in your own unique way...
Become an alchemist, when struggle chooses to stay...
I pray
That you remain a beacon of light
Even in your darkest hour
You are always loved and supported
Lifted up and empowered
I pray
That growth never stops seeking you
Spirit keeps guiding you
And unconditional love keeps inspiring you...

Amen.


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/12

ending with a beginning


I know you’ve felt this pain before
The emptiness, the absence of love,
Something to strive towards...
The gut-wrenching feelings
Your heart torn to pieces,
It seems like you can’t picture yourself
On the other side of this abyss
But wait... and listen...
Let your heart be open
Let those tears cleanse your Spirit
Let those cries dispel the dense energy that’s been striving to move
Be moved inside this stillness...
Be open to a new way of being
Be attuned to this ending with a new beginning...
The growth desires you as much as you desire IT...
And with IT comes healing...
With IT comes boundless abundance
Of self-love and worthiness...
So that IF ever there comes another time
Where another beginning comes to an end...
You can then freely navigate
To rise again...
See yourself through to the end...
Of glorious triumph and meaning...
Of the many lessons that come with
The endless beginnings...


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/11

another reason


His lips
His voice
The manner in which
He says my name
The way he instigates
Stimulates
Certain ways of being
He stirs up emotions that have me seeing
The world a bit differently
My purpose with more clarity...
And just when I think there couldn’t be
Another reason
For me to be more intrigued
He speaks to me with verses so eloquently
So carefully composed
And so rare, fully exposed to his
Attention to detail
It’s like he knew my soul’s language,
The heartbreak and healing I’ve prevailed and
The journeys it took to get me here...
To hear him utter one word
Stirred up more than i could describe
The depth of knowing
The frequency of my vibe
He effortlessly inscribed
An imprint on my Spirit
And has me looking forward
To all the other reasons
That he chooses to share and exhibit...


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/10

the phone call


Numb to the words
When I learned of your passing
I tried to muster up emotions
But couldn’t feel them crashing down on me
You were a fleeting role
Of a permanent soul
A rolling stone
The first one to teach me
How to stonewall whenever I was hurt
The years had passed
But the pain never lessened
The numbness turned to anger
And anger into depression
But I rose up... and I learned my lessons
I healed my wounds
And I forgave your transgressions
I never accepted this as an excuse but
Because the truth of the matter is
You were only doing
What you thought you knew was truth
You were moving from a place
Where a lack of love,
Caused you to fear love... and in response...
Caused you to run away from us...
And it’s because of this...
I stand in love for you
I remain in remembrance
Of the strength and courage of you...
Know that your daughter
Still thinks of you
In subtle ways
But know that that one phone call
Changed me for the better
In all ways... always...


-j.jimenez

poetry session - 11/9

he said nothing


He said nothing
Verbally...
But masterfully showed me
Everything he needed to say
Through this intense touch and visual foreplay...
Alternatively,
Affirmatively communicating...
Using his mouth in... unparalleled ways...
His intention was felt
Wherever his hand laid rest on my body
And his purpose upheld
Whenever he chose my womb to embody
Our communion of souls that possess
No geographical boundaries...
I confess... I yearned for his speech
But I yielded, and gave way
To how his rhythm piqued...
Reactionary peaks in
Climactic reactions of release...
And I learned how two bodies
Can freak... without the linear limitations of speech... 
But with intensely intuitive nature and passionate primal tendency...
I became his canvas, his sensuous muse...
I came onto his phallus and as a united two
Transmuted past wounds and created ecstasy and enlightenment to move through
This slow and steady moment of truth...
He introduced new ways of being
To enhance our sense of connection
He said nothing...
But his confidence and temperament
Steered me in the right direction...
He said nothing...
Yet left me speechless
From this unspoken type of perfection...


-j.jimenez