Thanksgiving Moroc

So I'm in Morocco. I admit its hard sometimes writing on the go. How to say.. how to explain.. even while you are taking in experiencing.. and putting out yourself.

There is something about looking up at a sky all around you.
Opening your eyes, who you are, and turning around and around and around again
to look to see
the sky and the ground and the world
as it turns
and around you.

One of the things I best like to do when I reach some place is to go outside and look at the sky as it spreads around me. The ground necessarily beneath me. And I think to myself. I am here.
And as far as I turn and as far as I look there is this place I have brought myself to - ooh and many others too. As far as I look the picture continues. Fluidi That is when you want to .. something you can breathe in.

Choice. Decision. Belief. And once again who we are. Who we want to be. Same thing? This is something I really believe in. And the picture the frame the experience as it moves around us. As we move it.

Thanksgiving in Morocco.. to be quite exact.

Here goes...

WED, NOV 26 10 AM taxi to Hartford International for 12:27 pm flight to Detroit International Airport (DTW).
9:25 PM flight that night to Paris (CDG) arriving at about 11:30 AM Thursday.
12:55 pm flight from Paris to Casablanca (CMN), Mohammed V International Airport.
Meets Chantal James at airport, can't find her, wanders around goes outside to look at sky
comes back in. contemplates how to get some durhams, speaks no arabic, some french. where to go what to do. talks to a nice lady from US, I forget where exactly, who too is waiting.. but for her Moroccan husband.
Chantal finds her.
FForward
Takes 5 hour train to Fes, Morocco. -Gets dark. Transfers. Waits in train station at Casa Voyager to transfer. Both meet, begin talking to man from the Congo. Boards again.
Rolls through the night.. (Where am i going?)
in passenger car on train through Morocco. Oh what a way to move. Move. through space. And through night. through night.. in darkness. not necessarily in silence. in french. and arabic. moroccan arabic. And sleep too. Sleep. Inshallah! Ahh body. memory. space. time. motion. voice. and the self. shuttling.. shooting forth. choosing. saying where you would wish to go. going.. pushing through like bullet.. like baby.. like something. here space. earth. ground.
air. here. there
there
there?

I should fast forward.
Thanksgiving Morocco.
Collard greens. Macaroni.
Turkey! Oh we had a story on that one. The one we had flew away.
We took another to the community oven.
There is a community oven!
Black eye peas morocco. Black eye peas!

Thanksgiving Morocco!

And an American fire spinner who spins upon Fes rooftop too. Poy!

Yeah.. so i guess there's lots. There is lots!

always more soon i think. I think there is always more soon.

Intisar Victory Abioto

Moroc

I'm in Morocco baby!

Holllaaa!


-Intisar

Aigh!

I am so tired right now but in all good conscience I couldn't go to bed without putting this out.

I am heading to Morocco on Wednesday.


Maroc. Fes, to be exact. Inshallah!


Intisar S. Abioto

*Photo courtesy the glorious Gabrielle Williams.

Southaven MS

Saturday, Nov. 15 2008
Southaven, MS
Kalimah Abioto
The People Could Fly

A New Day

I want to give a shout out to The Cunninghams and Lisa Cunningham.

They're continuing on with a new church they just began in the Bronx.
It's called NEW DAY CHURCH and it's principles are threefold: connecting with god/spirit, crossing boundaries (of race, class, sexual orientation, age), and confronting injustice (in the community and beyond).

These folks are amazing. And they hosted me on one of The PCF trips to NYC.
And Lisa is one of my besties from Wesleyan.

If you have a chance stop by their monthly service.
This Sunday they're showing some recent footage from the PCF's travels.

And they are just all around great! So YES!

---
hey fam...

another invite! we're having our second monthly worship service this sunday.

NEW DAY CHURCH
connecting with god ~ crossing boundaries ~ confronting injustice

the theme for this week's service is "Big Dreams"
we're starting it off with some People Could Fly footage (www.thepeoplecouldfly.blogspot.com)
of young people talking about their dreams
i'll be doing some poetry that has yet to emerge
pastor Cunningham will be preaching on what it means to dream big...

you are invited ~

Sunday, November 16
11:00 a.m. - 12:30 p.m.
Bronx Science High School (downstairs cafeteria -- space will be marked off my some colorful rugs i believe)
75 W. 205th Street
2 blocks west of Jerome

and feel free to forward to anyone else you think may be interested!

and check Will.i.am's new song, we're thinking of making it one of our theme songs:
http://www.imeem.com/william/music/WmH_PXjO/william_its_a_new_day/

and here's another mantra: http://www.imeem.com/hiphopmusic2/music/gcDrGOOX/knaan_in_the_beginning/
wait for the part where k'naan starts going "it's better to light a candle than to curse the dark" ... that's the best part.

hope you all are happy and healthy and sane ;0)


love (andonandonandon),

lisaaaaa

excerpt fb status response

Come, come, whoever you are.

Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.

It doesn't matter.

Ours is not a caravan of despair.

Come, even if you have broken your vow

a thousand times

Come, yet again, come, come."

-Rumi

al
so

morocco

i thought i'd take a quick midnight stroll
or writing rather here

i have a vast wonderful ineffable feeling

thankyou

i s abioto

life.
run it
run it
run it

it's time

What Will You Do with this day.