Dimensions of Me


Who, what am I? - Salman Rushdie

As I get to know this author better and more intimately through his writings (I aim to complete reading The Satanic Verses by Calabash) I stumbled upon this quote (in search of a bookmark for said book) and it resonated. 

So I figured, what the hey! Share it with the world. 

No need to thank me. 

Just keep on being you while 


continue to be ME....

Nadya Dee 


Non Resistance

RESISTANCE can be defined as an argument, disagreement or a physical altercation which causes separateness and discord between two or more people.

However, more times than not RESISTANCE comes from within.

We resist circumstances, people and beliefs we find difficult to accept. 
We resist things that challenge our egos, things that might cause us discomfort or uncertainty. 

Whenever we oppose, criticize or resent that is a form of resistance. 

Non Resistance, now, is much more POWERFUL. I'm not talking about mere tolerance, I'm talking about seeking similarities instead of difference; embodying integrity without opposition. 

We have NO enemies because we are not an enemy in any way. 

When your mind seeks agreement, it becomes possible. Be willing to see the positive solution in all things. 

In doing this, peace flows through you, from you and to you. After all, you are a Divine Manifestation of the Most High. 

So if at any point you observe yourself being resistant: Be cool, be calm, be silent. People never expect silence, they expect words, motion, defense, offense, back and forth: RESISTANCE. 
Don't give them the satisfaction. Be still and know.

But I say unto you, that ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek turn to him the other also. 
- Matthew 5: 39

Meditate on these things. 


non resistant
Nadya Dee


Spirits by Birago Diop

Sharing this poem I came across while learning about my African ancestry.
I hope it touches your heart just as it touched mine. 

Listen to Things
More often than Beings,
Hear the voice of fire,
Hear the voice of water.
Listen in the wind,
To the sighs of the bush;
This is the ancestors breathing.

Those who are dead are not ever gone;
They are in the darkness that grows lighter
And in the darkness that grows darker.
The dead are not down in the earth;
They are in the trembling of the trees
In the groaning of the woods,
In the water that runs,
In the water that sleeps,
They are in the hut, they are in the crowd:
The dead are not dead.

Listen to things
More often than beings,
Hear the voice of fire,
Hear the voice of water.
Listen in the wind,
To the bush that is sighing:
This is the breathing of ancestors,
Who have not gone away
Who are not under earth
Who are not really dead.

Those who are dead are not ever gone;
They are in a woman’s breast,
In the wailing of a child,
And the burning of a log,
In the moaning rock,
In the weeping grasses,
In the forest and the home.
The dead are not dead.

Listen more often
To Things than to Beings,
Hear the voice of fire,
Hear the voice of water.
Listen in the wind to
The bush that is sobbing:
This is the ancestors breathing.

Each day they renew ancient bonds,
Ancient bonds that hold fast
Binding our lot to their law,
To the will of the spirits stronger than we
To the spell of our dead who are not really dead,
Whose covenant binds us to life,
Whose authority binds to their will,
The will of the spirits that stir
In the bed of the river, on the banks of the river,
The breathing of spirits
Who moan in the rocks and weep in the grasses.

Spirits inhabit
The darkness that lightens, the darkness that darkens,
The quivering tree, the murmuring wood,
The water that runs and the water that sleeps:
Spirits much stronger than we,
The breathing of the dead who are not really dead,
Of the dead who are not really gone,
Of the dead now no more in the earth.

Listen to Things
More often than Beings,
Hear the voice of fire,
Hear the voice of water.
Listen in the wind,
To the bush that is sobbing:
This is the ancestors, breathing.


A Story of Isis: Choosing Intimacy Coaches

You need to read this article: A story of Isis from Temple of Isis

Trust me.
It will blow your mind. 
It will cause you to reassess how you think about sexuality. 
Everything you have learnt about intimacy and pleasure will be transformed into something new and beautiful. 

Before you read, make sure you're comfortable and preferably not at work or in an internet cafe because you're going to want to be alone on this magical journey into ancient Egypt. 

While reading, feel free to visualize yourself as Isis in all her glory and splendour. Smell the oils, feel the cool winds, taste the succulent fruits and imagine the rhythm of the drums as you gently glide down the river Nile. 

Also, you should mentally choose your intimacy coaches. They can be people you know, people you used to know or people you would love to know but can't (i.e. forbidden fruit). Choose as many as you need. Choose those who have pleased you before or the ones you always wish could. 

Remember, their sole purpose on this journey is to give you pleasure. So choose them wisely. The world is your oyster. If you can dream it, it is yours. 

How lovely that would be. Surrounded by men whose main aim and focus is to bring me to ecstasy. 
If only. 

am in need of about a dozen intimacy coaches right now iyah. Chassmi!

Nadya Dee


My vulva is NOT vulgar

I have often been accused of being vulgar or crass or non-PG 13 because of the ways I choose to express myself.

unlike many others, 
I have never found it necessary to tone down or dilute who I am for the sake of others. 
See, I can only be me...
 Uncensored, unadulterated, unapologetic Nadya Dee. 

I curse (a lot), I swear (ism't that the same thing?) I talk about sex (incessantly) and I don't come with a mute or volume button. 

Many may find this a problem. But I don't.
Many may mistake my preoccupation with sex to mean that I want to have sex with them. 
but that is hardly ever the case. 

Do I like sex? Of course I do. It's obvious to any and all who encounter me. 

Perhaps if I was a man my approach to sex would not seem as vulgar, but I find it more vulgar when a man speaks about vagina (as if he has one) than when a woman speaks about the same "organ" which she has intimate knowledge of. 

So I will continue being who I am, sans apology and sans any intention to alter who I truly am. 

If you have a problem with that, well, that's exactly what it is... 
YOUR problem. 

Not mines. 

Vulgarly yours, 

Nadya Dee. 


My God vs Your God

If I could have placed God in a box,
tied up the package with a bow
and placed it in your hands, 
the box would have crumbled
in the twinkling of an eye.

Just as the birch would never tell the maple, 
"This is the shape and texture of leaves,"
so too, can I never tell you, 
"This is how it feels to be standing before God."

I can only reassure you
God will hear you if you ask
to be anchored in Life's love, 
if you ask to be turned
to face the Light. 
 God in a Box by Elliot Robertson.  

We are each having our own personal experience and manifestation of the Most High Creator on this planet. We are all here to serve our own individual purposes. Which is why when people ask me about my spiritual journey, why I am the way I am, I remind them that we each have our own paths to trod on this Earth. So try not to be overly concerned with what is going on outside of you. All that you seek, all that you need, resides within you. In a secret sacred place where the Holy Spirit of Divine Creation dwells. Once you are there in you and I am there in me - We are One: Peace, Light & Love. 


Nadya Dee

Our Deepest Fear by Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."