Taken from “Sketches of Life” Author Brenda K Johnson
Hagar
Some say too strong. . .
that too is a birthmark.
Hagar…
Thank You
We from your loins
have had to submit to the Sarah’s
as their servants.
To be mis-treated in the name of just-us. . .
However the legacy continues. . .
Time has been on our side.
The Faithful are holding on tight.
The faithless think the Faithful crazy.
The sons are still wild like donkeys. . .
As the Angel told Hagar that. . .
“Everyone’s hand would be against ‘Ishmael”1
though time moved on.
Still it is the same. . .
They say we are strong
we are worn
we are weak.
Yet we are strong
The inner force drives us to Be
While we cover up the pain
Patch up
our wounds.
We are holding on
moving on
marching on
marching onward
going
Forward. . .
The light is in our forehead.
From Sketches of Life by Brenda K Johnson
(1-- Genius 16-21:
RISE UP BY RIP
O’ Daughters of Hagar, Rise Up
O’ Daughters of Hagar, rise up and come into your calling.
You have been called to shed light and life into an obscure world.
The path that you are on has been predestined from a time long since forgotten.
This is not a journey for the feeble of heart; no my daughters!
Free yourselves from the copiousness of pride and clothe yourselves with humility.
You must find within yourselves that which is in yourselves.
For too long, you have hid in the shadows, fearing rejections because of your natural gifts.
Now O’ Daughters of Hagar is to time to flee the shadows and stand in Spirit.
O’ Daughters of Hagar, rise up and come into your calling.
Your abode is in the far corners of the North and the South,
Your borders stretches from the abyss of the East and West.
From the jungles of the Serengeti to all points north of Iceland.
You have been gifted with all that you need to heal and to restore.
So I say to you, O’ Daughters of Hagar; rise up and come into your calling.
Many will refuse to hear you, but speak to them with a loud whisper.
Some will not see you, but show them through your unabated love and contemplations.
Others will not walk with you, but guide them through your constant meditations.
When you send out love to the universe, it does not come back void.
Daughter, you are the catalyst for healing, even as you are the home of Light.
O’ Daughters of Hagar, Rise up and come into your calling!
Rise up and come into your calling!
Rip Sharp
09/28/2014
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The Law of Compensation
The deeper the valley of suffering...
the higher the mountain of compensation
the higher the potential of liberation
We have to look at ourselves
as the recipients of the immeasurable favor...
For every valley of adversity
there is an equivalent mountain of benevolence...
That is the law of compensation.
Dr. Nightingale, Florence
(c) 4-3-15
Commune with Hagar
My sister why were you looking out there for me? You have
read my stories, however you seek to understand me through
your head and not your heart. You wondered why I am not
an icon to be grandstanded.
You see my sister, my story is your story, and I know all
too well your pain, your history, your oppression as well
as your suppression. Your lives have been my lives, your
sons, your daughters, mothers and fathers are my kin as
well as mine is yours. I span across many faiths, beliefs,
and dogmas, each one in their own tradition. I’ve been
princess, slave, servant, concubine, and wife. I was taken
from my home and then expelled but in truth I was FREED.
My sisters and my brothers, it is not our narrative that
defines us, but the understanding of who we truly are.
You asked what the lesson was for you in my story, my
sister when I was sent out, not knowing where I would go,
or what my encounters would be, I trusted that my Lord
would not suffer me to go if there was not a plan for me.
I was stuck out in a hot rough and rugged place with no
water and no substance. “What can I do to save my son”, was
my cry, as he was weak, dying of thirst, and withering
away. I shaded him under a bush, as I searched for water.
My son cried out and was heard. Then I saw the ONE who
sees and looks after me come to our aid. I knew it was the
One who sees me as he had come to me before to rescue me
I recognized him because he is the one present deep down
inside the essence of my being. Then God caused the
spring to come forth providing us with water.
So sisters and brothers seek him in stillness, seek him in
your breath, because he breathed you. Seek him in your
deeds, and the depth of your being, as he is all seeing,
All knowing all loving and he looks after you. We find our
strongest connections through the One who springs the water
in dry places in both the physical and spiritual realms.
Through the ages his promises have come to pass. So
please, please my sisters and brothers, go DEEP and seek
the water, and give your children the drink, as they are
thirsty and many are dying without even a tree. Then they
will know that they are free and have been venerated.
Sakinah July 2013
Hagar
Some say too strong. . .
that too is a birthmark.
Hagar…
Thank You
We from your loins
have had to submit to the Sarah’s
as their servants.
To be mis-treated in the name of just-us. . .
However the legacy continues. . .
Time has been on our side.
The Faithful are holding on tight.
The faithless think the Faithful crazy.
The sons are still wild like donkeys. . .
As the Angel told Hagar that. . .
“Everyone’s hand would be against ‘Ishmael”1
though time moved on.
Still it is the same. . .
They say we are strong
we are worn
we are weak.
Yet we are strong
The inner force drives us to Be
While we cover up the pain
Patch up
our wounds.
We are holding on
moving on
marching on
marching onward
going
Forward. . .
The light is in our forehead.
From Sketches of Life by Brenda K Johnson
(1-- Genius 16-21:
RISE UP BY RIP
O’ Daughters of Hagar, Rise Up
O’ Daughters of Hagar, rise up and come into your calling.
You have been called to shed light and life into an obscure world.
The path that you are on has been predestined from a time long since forgotten.
This is not a journey for the feeble of heart; no my daughters!
Free yourselves from the copiousness of pride and clothe yourselves with humility.
You must find within yourselves that which is in yourselves.
For too long, you have hid in the shadows, fearing rejections because of your natural gifts.
Now O’ Daughters of Hagar is to time to flee the shadows and stand in Spirit.
O’ Daughters of Hagar, rise up and come into your calling.
Your abode is in the far corners of the North and the South,
Your borders stretches from the abyss of the East and West.
From the jungles of the Serengeti to all points north of Iceland.
You have been gifted with all that you need to heal and to restore.
So I say to you, O’ Daughters of Hagar; rise up and come into your calling.
Many will refuse to hear you, but speak to them with a loud whisper.
Some will not see you, but show them through your unabated love and contemplations.
Others will not walk with you, but guide them through your constant meditations.
When you send out love to the universe, it does not come back void.
Daughter, you are the catalyst for healing, even as you are the home of Light.
O’ Daughters of Hagar, Rise up and come into your calling!
Rise up and come into your calling!
Rip Sharp
09/28/2014
------------------------------------------
The Law of Compensation
The deeper the valley of suffering...
the higher the mountain of compensation
the higher the potential of liberation
We have to look at ourselves
as the recipients of the immeasurable favor...
For every valley of adversity
there is an equivalent mountain of benevolence...
That is the law of compensation.
Dr. Nightingale, Florence
(c) 4-3-15
Commune with Hagar
My sister why were you looking out there for me? You have
read my stories, however you seek to understand me through
your head and not your heart. You wondered why I am not
an icon to be grandstanded.
You see my sister, my story is your story, and I know all
too well your pain, your history, your oppression as well
as your suppression. Your lives have been my lives, your
sons, your daughters, mothers and fathers are my kin as
well as mine is yours. I span across many faiths, beliefs,
and dogmas, each one in their own tradition. I’ve been
princess, slave, servant, concubine, and wife. I was taken
from my home and then expelled but in truth I was FREED.
My sisters and my brothers, it is not our narrative that
defines us, but the understanding of who we truly are.
You asked what the lesson was for you in my story, my
sister when I was sent out, not knowing where I would go,
or what my encounters would be, I trusted that my Lord
would not suffer me to go if there was not a plan for me.
I was stuck out in a hot rough and rugged place with no
water and no substance. “What can I do to save my son”, was
my cry, as he was weak, dying of thirst, and withering
away. I shaded him under a bush, as I searched for water.
My son cried out and was heard. Then I saw the ONE who
sees and looks after me come to our aid. I knew it was the
One who sees me as he had come to me before to rescue me
I recognized him because he is the one present deep down
inside the essence of my being. Then God caused the
spring to come forth providing us with water.
So sisters and brothers seek him in stillness, seek him in
your breath, because he breathed you. Seek him in your
deeds, and the depth of your being, as he is all seeing,
All knowing all loving and he looks after you. We find our
strongest connections through the One who springs the water
in dry places in both the physical and spiritual realms.
Through the ages his promises have come to pass. So
please, please my sisters and brothers, go DEEP and seek
the water, and give your children the drink, as they are
thirsty and many are dying without even a tree. Then they
will know that they are free and have been venerated.
Sakinah July 2013