Language of the Dispossessed

The language has become insufficient

for the expression of my experience.

I find no words

to articulate the truth of my being,

and so my experience cannot be known,

even to myself.

 

Because my experience is deeper than my known concepts allow,

the articulation of my experience is taboo.

 

Sometimes, I feel the language is my enemy

that causes me to articulate pain –

the language is very good at articulating pain –

and even a word like love

does not express what I know it to be.

 

Some words I painfully dig up from my depth

already provoke strange looks,

as if I have ventured into unholy territory,

or maybe it is that those

with whom I have had the misfortune to commune

continue to trade

the same old powerless concepts among themselves.

I suppose that might happen

to those who have not yet become aware

that language has not organically

occurred on our planet,

but is a creation of the savvy

to serve the needs of the powerful.

 

It’s no coincidence,

perhaps,

that the rich + powerful

always seem to have larger vocabularies

than the dispossessed,

who are dispossessed

precisely

because they do not know

and do not have the words to know

that the paradigm

in which they live

and labor

and endure the hardest conflicts

supresses

and makes invisible

the truth of their experiences,

expresses only the ideas of their lords who despise them,

and leaves them struggling to speak,

because everybody knows

poor people don’t talk good.

 

 

The Power of Journaling

I had been journaling since I was a girl, but I started doing it in an intuitive manner around 2008. I find it tremendously empowering. I love to review my entries over the years and inspiration in my thoughts. True, some entries are cringe worthy, but I find many of them remarkably insightful. I comment on my entries on little stickys that I paste on the side of the page, so I could see how my perspectives change over time. I notice that ideas which seemed disconnected came together. They bore fruit, by which I mean that my ideas developed to such an extent they became useful. This has shown me that journaling is a discipline that matures over time. I did not understand the value of this practice when I began in earnest in 2008, but I have definitely come to understand in now, and I can clearly see how valuable my journals are to my personal development, to my business and to my writing.

My Why

I named my company after one of the most charasmatic leaders of the Haitian Revolution of 1791 – Pierre Dominique Toussaint L’Ouverture. The word L’Ouverture roughly translates as “the opening” or “he who opens.” I called my business L’Ouverture because I want to open my clients to possibilities. I want them to be open to the possibilities which inhere in writing, in producing a great book and becoming a knowledge leader. I want them to be open to their brilliance, to be superstars. What kind of writer is a superstar writer? One capable of using the language to make possible an emancipatory alteration in the consciousness of their audience. This is my mission, and why I think of my business, L’Ouverture, as freedom.

Bustin Out!

I’m busting out of my limitations, many of which are self-imposed. I think we were all born inside peculiar boxes that were pre-made for us. We were born within a box of social status, or a box of gender, or a box of race, or within a box of a nation or a particular community, and we inherited the limitations of our parents and our communities. And that’s okay, because we do need a framework when we’re growing up, something that orients us to the world around us. But there does come a time when we need to reshape our perceptions of the world and step out of our boxes. Writing, inscribing ourselves upon the face of the culture, is one medium by which we begin to recognise our limitations. When we are serious about our writing, we are forced to examine how we think about our experiences. For many of us who write, busting out of our boxes is one of our goals, because authentic, thoughtful and honest writing has the potential to shift our perspectives in many ways. Especially our perspectives about ourselves.

Pure Writer

I am a pure writer, meaning I don’t do anything but write. Mine is a complex writing space, with overlapping academic, artistic, trade, philosophical and spiritual sensibilities. I write into these sensibilities from an angst-ridden space of anger, frustration, indignation and sorrow. My attempt to reach for joy, forgiveness, happiness, peace keeps me writing.

The Power of Setting a Goal

We all know we should set goals. But how aware are we of the deeper, spiritual significance of setting a goal? You see, creating a goal – and the name says it all – is a creative process. It is the first step of every creative endeavor. Setting a goal is vitally important for the experience of manifestation. Without a goal, a vision of a new thing, and some idea of how you’re going to acquire it, you would get absolutely nowhere.

Setting my goal empowers me to fulfil my higher destiny. When I set a goal, my entire being turns in its direction, and I begin to engage in work that reconstructs my being in a way that empowers me to achieve the goal and be the woman I need to be when I reach my goal. I even do some work on my existing foundation – all those notions taught to me when I was a child that I built my life on, some of which still influence me – removing some of the old material, laying down new material so that I become the woman I see in my imagination.

The visualization of a new thing and the corresponding charting of a course to acquire that thing is a deeply spiritual process, and if you understand it as such and are willing to put in the hard work, you can achieve ANYTHING!