Jujumama's Love Academy

Wow!  Last night I had a very powerful experience.  The background is simple.  I have a Universal Love in NYC and I miss him.  When I was there this summer for the tour, which he helped me coordinate, we did not have a chance to “get together”.  He is very busy with things in the city, and I am always busy with things for Jujumama.  But that isn’t why we did not “hook up”.  In fact, I was walking on Broadway and 28th looking for a dress for the event when he found me!  Apparently he had called my husband to find out where I was.  He came to the hotel, to surprise me, but I was on the avenue shopping when we literally ran into each other…

He helped me.  As usual, this Universal Love is always helping me.  He hooks me up with the right people,  he cares about my career and about my happiness.  He is so YANG n YUMMY!  So when I exasperatingly expressed that I needed a dress and to have my hair done,  he quickly showed me the places in the Jungle of the NYC streets where I could get everything I needed in a pinch!  And then it was done!  After my hair do, he came back to escort me to the event in his luscious SUV with black tinted windows and smooth rims to match.  I was a lil late, but that’s OK.  giggle…

He tried to do a few things with me, kinky things, that I could not do, would not do because of the show.  I was late and nervous and all of that… and he was going to sweat my hair out!  Damn!  Thinking back,  I should have done some of those kinky things, I should have said YES…  had I done them, I would have been much more relaxed when I arrived!  LOL!  But I said NO, oddly.  I believe this hurt him.  After all, he was only trying to heal me and relax me… all men are trying to heal women when they suggest kinky interludes… don’t ya’ll know that?  Some women get their panties ruffled over small things…  Men seek to remove the panties and thus the stress!

So long story short.  This man is a really good man.  But, he didn’t come to the show because he had business to take care of.  I suppose he could have told me that as a manager, he had to be in the studio with his artists that Friday nights.  But he didn’t.  And so not coming my show was a stike against him. And, I thought he hadn’t called me afterward, when later I found he had, several times.  We were supposed to spend the evening together… but instead I went to bed angry that he “didn’t call me” and did not show up!  Did I call him?  No!  Why not?  Because he didn’t call me!  (Old paradigm foolishness)

The next day he was angry with me… He called me to find out why I ditched him, why I hadn’t picked up the phone when he rang, why my husband hadn’t answered his calls either.  He was hurt and disappointing.  Well, so was I.  But why?  Why was I holding on to the older version of myself… prideful and gaming?  I tried apologizing, but when you’re dealing with someone who is not yet into all of the Mystical Law of Attraction – instant forgiveness, world peace stuff, it takes more than an apology.  And, my behavior became my reflection in him!

Fine, forget him.  I went to 42nd street to have dinner with one of my mothers (I have mothers and lovers in every state!)  He was supposed to pick me up there, but was a no show, I think.  He said he called me and I did not answer… ok Verizon, where is my damned network!?  By the time Sunday rolled in, things had really deteriorated.  I did the show on Serius Radio that he had brokered for me, and I called to tell him that it went well, but he was not hearing me.  He was upset when he slipped in that he had a room at the W for us Friday night.  Oh no!  My favorite hotel!  Man!

So this is the way it ended in July. He called me after that a few times, but his voice was still hurting.  And I did not know what to say besides I am so sorry… Let’s make up.  But he would not budge.

Weeks passed; I wanted him back.  So I decided to use my own teachings.  I knew that I was responsible for creating this with my older, masculine, ways of thinking, a tit for a tat and all of that.  So  I went ultra feminine!  I started to visualize him getting over it, smiling again when he thought of me and us.  And man, did I start flirting!  Loving men in general brings you into harmony with men in general… I did a video on this one, remember?

So that brings me back to last night.  I was at the laundromat as the hotel I am staying at in Atlanta is without one.  I found myself sitting on a bench outside when this street vagrant walks up and begins talking to me through missing teeth and a crooked smile.  He was wearing all green, alcohol on his energy, and bent over from age!  And his friend appeared shortly thereafter, he was wearing yellow!  Yellow and Green are the colors of Oshun, or Venus!  I took it as a sign.  I told myself what I tell all women… You must embrace ALL men to embrace the man (or men) you love.  SO I embraced these street dudes with my voice and my smile.  We talked for hours!  They were so happy to speak with me, and share their stories.

I repeated to them what I feel about all men – WOW – you are so strong, how did you survive that?  You are so wise.  You are so fabulous.  And they were, one had survived a car accident and then lost his wife.  He showed me the scars.  The other had lost his mother at 6 months old and remembered her smile, and her words!  These guys were like, wow!  They were so happy to share and be heard.  I was happy to hear them.

This brought to mind my friend in NYC.  I missed him.  I wondered about his story, I had never asked him to share… but here I was, learning the things that I may not have done so well with him.  He cares about me, did I care about him?  Why was I so angry at him for not coming to the show… why was I so lacking in compassion for him?  Why did I tell him NO so many times that day?  He wanted to kiss – NO – my lipstick.  He wanted to embrace me – NO – the show… I was even upset with him for not paying for my hair-do… OMG!  I need to care about him.  And so I cared even more for these street dudes.

Later in our chat, they actually went to the store and bought me a beer!  Street guys!  The ones who ask for money.  They found money to get me a beer!  And they helped me lug clothing for a family of five back to my SUV, in the pouring rain!  Finally, and with a sweet good bye, I took one of them three blocks back to his home because it stormed in Atlanta last night… It was such a healing experience… They were so nice to me.

As I pulled into the hotel driveway and sat in my car to wait for the rain to end and unpack the clothing, I answered my cell phone to find my NYC Love on the other end.  He called me!  For the first time in three weeks or more, he called me.  And the conversation was lovely.  I asked him about himself and I showed him that I do care about him and his motives, and his dreams, and I told him how wonderful he is, and has been to me.  I thanked him for everything he has done for me…  His voice was back!  He was smiling again on the phone, I could tell.  He gave me what he always gives and gives so well… he gave me his Yang healing force.  And I said YES to everything he insinuated and demonstrated.  It rained on us and we healed our situation… so lusciously…

Feminine magic at it’s very best… That is what JujuMama’s do!  Right ladies?  And gentleman, thank you my dears.  We love you very much!

JujuMama xoxox