Going back to my roots

Going back to my roots

Going back to my hard, black roots, my thick, course roots,

My roots that trail back to ancestral shame yet honor,

A history that’s not so smooth but rich, powerful and strong,

I grew up with my hair in the wind, running and playing all day

Not caring a thing, face full of giggles, dress covered in clay

And it was someone else’s job to comb my nappy head,

Mama would be the one to pull out the pony tails just before I went into bed,

It wasn’t a surprise, when mama started to iron and flatten my hair,

With hot combs and hot grease, to put my hair all up in one,

And I happily thought the hair beauty battle was won,

But then came perm, relaxers and such things,

And for some years I felt secure emulating TV hairstyles and beings,

And then,  I became unsure of my true identity, who was I suppose to be?

my hair  started to break, got dry and brittle

Wasn’t always falling in place, felt thin and trickle,

Then came the need to relax every month or so,

Or else my kinky roots would eventually show, and for years I did,

I weaved, braided, even wore a wig,

Don’t get me wrong, these hairstyles are not bad or wrong,

But I’m talking of me, and of the day that I decided to go back natural,

That day I embraced my kinky curls and waves,

I felt a certain level of freedom and beauty like I once did,

Back in the day when I was a kid,

Yes, there are days my hair gets burdensome and wild

It’s Course and rough ,but I take pride in knowing I grew this, it’s all mine  of course!

Written by Laurna Guiste

Make me over

You want to paint me, reconstruct me into one of your polished pedestals,

You desire to pin me up against your wall because I am a masterpiece,

Your hands slowly carving out my insides,

Painting me blue, green, red..

Planting beautiful flowers on the outside, but inside, like a sepulcher I feel dead,

You carve me out in wood, because you know I can be burnt,

I keep going through the same process,

Because it’s a lesson I haven’t learnt.

Written by

Laurna Guiste

He is

Lord I know he is broken, torn apart, hurt by chance,

But here he is crying out to you, for he needs you,

His life is shattered and he needs to know he is loved,

He needs to feel your touch, as his heart bleeds and aches for you Lord,

He is wounded, bruised sort of like you were bruised and his panting,

Gasping for air for he feels like he’s drowning in sin,

And he can’t seem to find a way out, he wants to serve you

But he gets scared; he doesn’t know what to do,

Addictions have chained him, he’s caving in

In a world that hates him, he screams within,

Lord I pray that you touch him and set him free,

Let Him know you care and feel your love,

May you heal his hurt and may he  look above,

Find help and strength to make it through,

And may he be changed as he looks to you,

May your blood cleanse and make him knew,

For I know your love is real and there is nothing you can’t do.

Written by

Laurna Guiste

 

The Trip

 

It was my first time walking this beaten trail, the green, wet shrubs brushed lightly against my legs with every step I took. The weather was humid, with the wind blowing cold against my skin, causing goose bumps to leave well marked trails across my arms. I was definitely out of my comfort zone being out here in this forest, leaving my aristocratic lifestyle back home and following my more adventurous friends out on this expedition to the Bori Lake. I must admit it took a lot of begging on their part and several glasses of wine to have me agreed to coming out on a Saturday especially on so little notice. Knowing me I’m an introvert, one who loves to spend her leisure reading books, staying home and playing online games. But today i was going to be adventurous and enjoy life for a change.

My friends call me Alice, short for Alicia, a 5.5, 16 year old who was auspicious enough to have the President of Dominica as her father. Dominica, the lovely island on which I was raised was most beautiful, with lush green peaks, lucid, cascades of rivers and waterfalls, rainbows of flowers and it was known to be the home to nature’s most harmless animals.  The population was a mere seventy thousand, where my family formed   a huge part of the more elite, mainly because of my dad’s position in the state and our family prestigious surname. But I actually was born in England where my mother is from originally, and where my parents met, but my dad is actually from Dominica. My dad decided to return to the island to live after I was two years of age since he wanted me growing up with his rich and versatile culture and history. I was most blessed with the best of schools, parents and life any one could ask for. I was also disciplined and well mannered in taking my work seriously which awarded me to having won several competitions and trips abroad. I was very much celebrated at my high school and almost everyone wanted to be my friend, but I held only a few close. Such as my good friends Jaden, Kervin, Chrissy and Alex, we were inseparable.

Kervin and Chrissy were the ones who convinced me on going on this trip, they were the smartest and most fun persons I knew, while Jaden and Alex were more conservative in nature like me. So when the idea of this trip came up they opted out and found other places to be. Kervin and Chrissy wouldn’t take no for an answer. They were those dare devil friends who were always encouraging me to take risks. I hated their outspokenness at times but they always reminded me to be myself and that always had my back. The last fun thing we did was having my upper ear pierced on my 16th birthday and getting drunk. I regretted the whole thing days after, but it sure was a memorable experience which we all look back on and laugh. We called our selves the `Super five especially because of our obsession with online games and were all nerds in our own ways.  We’ve been friends since first grade and our parents are also good friends I guess it’s because we’re always at each other’s homes and birthday parties.

The sun’s rays came like flicker lights through the forest branches causing temporary comfort to my cold skin, Kervin and Chrissy treaded ahead in laughter as I strolled behind enjoying nature to its fullest. I had never been to this place; I had lived on the island all these years and never visited its natural sites. When it came to other islands I’d been to the parks, zoos and museums but I was a stranger to these lush vegetation who seemed to peer at me as I walked on in amazement.  The trees danced in the steady rhythm of the wind, spreading green, yellow hues into the sky, waving for all admirers to see their splendor.  The stones were ready path ways leading to a destination I anticipated greatly on seeing, the birds chirping ever so sweetly as to welcome a foreigner in their midst. I ignored the mud that splashed with every step I took, my khaki shorts sure were soiled by now but I didn’t care I wondered why I didn’t come here before. I smiled wildly at nature’s gifts as they drew me deeper into their world; I was lost for words to describe such beauty that now engulfed me. My parents had been places on the island but never to this lake, I couldn’t wait to tell them of my discoveries when I returned home.

“Are you okay back there?” yelled Chrissy

“I’m doing just fine” I yelled back

Kervin walked back to me with the hugest grin on his face, he had a glint in his eyes whenever he spoke to me, Chrissy and the other’s said it’s because he secretly loves me, I really wouldn’t know as I’m close to all my friends and I consider all of them to be special and great. Kervin gives me compliments a lot but mostly in a humorous manner I never take them seriously. I have noticed the glint but he hasn’t told me anything so that’s all it is a glint. I smiled back at him as he drew closer.

“I see someone is enjoying their self”

“I sure am” I replied

“Told you, you would,haha,” he said pinching my arm

I brushed him off, “This place is amazing, I didn’t know such lovely places existed in Dominca,I mean look at how lovely these trees are”

“I know, and I agree, that’s what we’ve been trying to tell you, Dominica is blessed!”

“It is,I mean look at that bird over there” I said as a black and white bird flew on a tree near us,

“oh my gosh yelled Kervin as he quickly removed his back pack, he thumbled through some supplies and snacks as he took hold of his camera.

I giggled in amazement, as he became maneuvering a camera his uncle recently bought him which he hadn’t quite mastered, he tiptoed closer to the bird as he tried to adjust the lens,

“Be careful it flies away “I whispered as I took out my phone and started to video tape him.

Kervin was getting closer and closer as the bird opened its wings to reveal red and white wings,it was the most beautiful thing I’ld ever seen,

“wow!Chrissy I yelled come see this ,come quick!”

“ssshh your blab b la mouth whispered Kervin as he got closer , I was  trying not to laugh as Chrissy fell while she was running towards me. She started laughing as she got up

“What is it, what is it?”She cried

I started laughing as the bird was getting ready to fly away,

“Hurry, hurry” she crawled towards me just in time to see the bird fly away, we both busted out in laughter.

“Oh shocks! Look what yall did!” he said as he furiously took snaps of it flying away, “what bird is that?” asked Chrissy getting to her feet,I was still laughing while I still recorded.

“I wouldn’t know, as all I really got good shots of was it’s butt leaving” he said as he placed the camera aside irately.Chrissy jokingly pouted as I laughed louder, then she joined me laughing. Kervin passed us shaking his head and continued along the trail, chrissy run after him

“Hold on Kerv, I want to see the pictures you got” Chrissy shouted as he kept on walking. I ended the recording and pressed replay, I giggled to myself as I lingered behind watching the recording. I looked ahead and Chrissy and Kervin were no longer in sight, I quicken my pace a bit as I heard a twig break nearby, I startled as I nervously looked around, my eyes caught nothing but trees reaching out to me. i continued walking when I heard it again,

“Is someone there?”I said turning back I heard nothing but the sound of my own heavy breathing and nature.

I calmed down a bit, as I decided it was nothing and there was no need to get scared, so I continued walking then my phone fell from my grip and when I picked it up I heard the twig break again and I heard a thud, felt a sharp pain to my head and I saw nothing but darkness.

P.S Thanks to my amazing boyfriend who pushed me to write three (3) pages a day because I was suffering from major writer’s block,these were my first three pages.

Farewell Brother.

Please play video as you read,was one of his favorite songs.

After a while the pain and I became as one,walking through crevices that were sometimes roads,sigh my brother would have expressed the events of Erica so much better than i ever could,such a great writer and sweet old soul..sigh as i sit here reminiscing of his great influence over my life.

The effects of Erica would have been a easier pill to swallow if you were still around to talk it over with,you were one to remain calm and optimistic even in the face of danger.You were known for being funny,down to earth,someone who was always willing to listen and you were very understanding.

Now with you gone,it just makes it a little more difficult to breathe, but i know with time I will catch my breath,and live and enjoy every moment,i know  you would cheer me on to smile and not cry. It is a hard thing to accept,but God gives and he takes away,and i know it is not goodbye but it is farewell for just a little while.

I see why you encouraged me to write,because you knew i would carry on the legacy and write,hoping one day to be as great as you. I’m proud to have been related to such a great talent and beautiful soul.Rest in perfect peace my beloved brother David Guiste.

Written by

Laurna Guiste

Importance of Self Love

Self love is important in setting the stage for all chapters of your life, such as your relationships, friendships, career and personal growth. The level in which you love yourself will determine how you allow others to treat you and how you treat yourself. It is important to truly love yourself in order for you to be able to love others and most importantly to love God.

Loving yourself means you have accepted yourself just the way God made you, whether short,tall,light skin or dark skin you have accepted your outer beauty as well as your inner beauty. You have recognized your strengths and weaknesses and you have capitalized on your strengths and are working on your weaknesses.

For example you’re good at singing; you don’t join the dance group if  you know you’re not good at dancing, you sharpen your singing skills, and you take singing classes, you learn an instrument you capitalize on it, and yes you can take dance classes if you love dancing but perfecting that which you are already good at will make you  better if not the greatest in your field, and that’s why loving your self is the first step in becoming your greatest self, as you love yourself you work on bettering yourself.

Written by

Laurna Guiste

The Greater You movement,a movement aimed at inspiring both women and men alike, to accept and love themselves. Also, encouraging persons to tap into their greatness and becoming who God has called them to be.

Step Out, Rise Up.

Step Out, Rise Up.

Hands clasped, and lowered eyes as you pray,

You know you are going to make it.

You are powerful beyond measure, you are wonderful.

No matter what may come your way, you believe in yourself.

Many place tags on you because they do not understand you.

They try to define you, but you are not moved by their words.

You are extraordinary, special and you stand out;

But most of all, you know your worth.

You are going to make it in this world,

Because in you lies the essence, to make it happen.

So step out, rise up.

Make it happen.

Written by

Laurna Guiste

Excerpt from my Book “The Greater You”

Don’t walk into the light

Don’t walk into the light,though its what I’m getting used to,Don’t walk off on us just yet,

Come back,step back into this tunnel,and i’m praying that you find some decency in you which will give light to the pathway that will guide you back home. While you were here,i know you danced on the broad path,stayed up late and flirted with darkness,you were not always nice and you oftentimes cursed the God that made you so beautiful,and claimed he didn’t exist you darn fool!

I was always  angry at your decisions,for hating me for standing on that hill, and waving so you could see me,and that you’d see how strong He makes me, but  your wind and energy were aimed to out my flame,you wanted to be water to my fire,now for your sake i wish that water would cleanse you,so God would please spare you,so

Don’t walk into the light!

Written by

Laurna Guiste

(Matthew 5:14)You are the light of the world–like a city on a hilltop that cannot be hidden.

Ladies, Listen up!

Dear Ladies,

Learn to love yourself enough that men wont feel like they are doing you a favor when they pass you on the streets to say hey,ensure the reason why they stopped to have a talk with you is because of the radiance of your smile and not that skirt that’s exposes all your thighs. Ladies get to know yourself before you allow any man to know you,be wise enough to not let a man seduce you into his bed by the mare smell of his skin,swaying of his tongue and look of his eyes,ladies be strong and like the women of the bible let him work hard to get to know the real you.

Ladies wear your crowns with pride,strive for modesty,honesty,don’t let these players push it to the side and rape the standards that you placed so high, don’t let it fall to pieces just because he knew the right lines.

Ladies you are one to be courted,loved and respected, fearfully and wonderfully made,you’re valuable,precious for on the cross your price was paid,no man can love you more than Christ, for you He gave  His life,and He doesn’t want you to trade  His temple,your body for rice.

You are a queen who deserves  a king who knows how to lead you,a man who cares,loves and protects you, he will be honest and won’t mislead you,he’ll fast and pray and serve with you.A man of God that He  will help find you.

So ladies wait as God prepares you

Written by

Laurna Guiste