What is Evolution?

“We began as a mineral.
We emerged into plant life, and into the animal state, and then into being human, and always we have forgotten our former states, except in early spring when we slightly recall being green again.
That’s how a young person turns towards a teacher.
That’s how a baby leans toward the breast, without knowing the secret of its desire, yet turning instinctively.
Humankind is being led along an evolving course, through the migration of intelligences, and though we seem to be sleeping, there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream, and that will eventually startle us back to the truth of who we are.”
— The Story of Evolution
Rumi, 13th Century


Nadya Dee :: Coming Soon...

I don't blog anymore.
I don't even write.
No more stories of clandestine love affairs
no more erotic tales of forbidden fruits.

Because I've lost my mojo.
That passion that made everything within me and around me ignite has fizzled.
I've lost my edge, my spunk and vigor because all I've been doing lately is trying to stay afloat,
simply trying to survive this thing called life.

Now all I do is bitch and moan about how hard it is to be an adult, independent and responsible for my own survival.
I am trying to find me in a place that seems to have a vendetta against all that I am.
And now I think I've lost my mind and I need to find it back soon before it is lost to me forever.
But I know where it is. It's in a place far away from here.
It has left me here, a shell of frustration.

Now it sits upon a rock, listening to the rustling of the leaves, the conversations between elements.
It's lighting a big head and inhaling the freedom of knowing who I am and what I am to be.
It is at peace.
Relaxed and stress-free.
Where my mind is now, it has no bills to pay, no apartment to clean, no plane tickets to buy, no students to teach, no speeding tickets to pay and no time to wait.
My mind, upon that rock, awaits my arrival with bated breath.

A train, a bus, 2 planes and 36 days now separate me from my sanity.
and until then I am detached, merely tending towards my exodus
Anticipating penetration, elevation and rejuvenation.
Quenching this everlasting yearning for home.
Preparing for that cataclysmic accession; that devastating flood.
a complete renewal. reuniting me with myself.
mind body and soul

But this is not a blog.
This here
This is cognition

Nadya Dee
Coming Soon...


  1. May that explosion come with the exuberance of your joy overflows over a land that is "likkle, tallawah. AND yuh yard.

    bless up the up the rebirth when it comes

  2. You havent lost your mojo...just writers block! ;). Love the re-cognition.

  3. This post has proven you haven't lost your mojo. We all go through a pint where we have lost interest, it will come back in time. Maybe not the same, maybe reinvented.

    Ok, that pic at the end of the post is hot! Great idea converting it to black and white too.

  4. Thanks for the vote of confidence Stunner...much appreciated...


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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."