Birthday celebrations are often fun. Birthweek, however, is a show of invigorating adventures. The day of April 16, expanded into a series of using my 33rd birthday week celebration to highlight the different spaces, events, and pleasures to partake.
Day 2 of the 33rd birthday celebration led me into Al Azhar Convention Center. April 17, 2018 truly became a day of woman-at least for me, anyhow. From different nations, the attire, culinary, and culture, was reflected the world over. Our commonality was very clear_we were women! No questions asked. No comments stated. And at the core of it all, we were girls. . .just wanting to have fun!
So let the fun begin! But wait. . .it already had. The moment of walking into Al Azhar Conference Center, traces and foundations, of the Feminine Spirit (in all her natural Being) could be found. From the stringing of colorful rainbows of a myriad decorations. The energy was rich, warm, inviting, and holistic of the Spirit. Each booth, each cultural site, reflected the treasures of feminine mystery; when birthing cultures and nations. The colors of our existence portrayed the lands of our feminine and cultural image.
Upon my arrival at the Al Azhar Convention Center, the curious nature of my Feminine Being took control. Placing my belongings at the Cameroonian table, I stayed for a brief moment before my eyes were enchanted with wonder of the image of life, in all her sensory.
First up was Cambodia. A series and array of traditional, Cambodian food, laid packaged on the table. Colors of life stimulated culinary appeasement. Two Cambodian maidens stood waiting for guests; those captured by the story for Cambodia’s creative tales. A male, Cambodian guardian secured protection of the space. Enticed by the eatery, one couldn’t help, but to speak with the women; giving guests a glimpse into the garden they called. . .Cambodia. Their culinary was bountiful in coloration. I imagined the landscapes in Cambodia-the spaces, vegetation, and fruition which painted the culture and her tongue. Those fruits, which lasted in even the most difficult of times. How the women of this land continued to keep culture alive; even when faced with its annihilation.
Journeying around to the different booths, I was elevated with a sense of wander, for the myriad coloration of nations. Fancy that, a daughter of Black American soiling, meeting with different Muslim women students at Al Azhar-their countries of origin, and depictions of womanhood, in their world. It’s fascinating to see just how wonderful the world of woman’s culture. . .is. It’s even more bountiful to experience it, and to celebrate it, with the women of those nations. Traveling around to the different booths (and yes, it was a journey of travel-minus the airplane), a jubilant Spirit of female celebration took place.
Hopping over into Indonesia was an exquisite site. For there, energy principles of balance, between the masculine and feminine, were silently boisterous. A reminder into Universal balance, and the need for humanity to aspire into such. Delectables of chicken and rice, cooked in Indonesia’s own way, was splendid.
A new journey into Thailand’s intricacies, too, presented balance between the masculine and feminine personas. However, this time, it was in the physical form. And, I was caught up, right in the middle. No. That’s an understatement. I was illuminated with the myriad coloration of womanhood. Her different forms and how she presents herself, through the diversity of woman. Her different textures, shapes, cultures, nations, food, languages, Spiritual essence, and so much more. It’s like a carnival-except, more elevated. The style and design of Al Azhar Conference Center, the set up of different stands, food exhibitions, and decorations, contributed to the festival occassion.
Traveling to China, I was welcomed with rouge’s style of hanging decor. It was intrinsic to observe China in this form. The lanterns were boisterous in China’s persona of this color.
Chad, Senegal, Pakistan, and numerous other nations, all greeted me with their cultural sensory and artful taste. From booth to booth, I was presented, and introduced to, a feminine essence of that nation. . . of that land. Food? Munch, munch. Attire? Sheek, indeed. Having fun? Absolutely! There is nothing more therapeutic, more healing, than having fun with the girls. Dancing together. Laughing together. Chitter Chatter. Chit. Chat. Chatter. Chitter. Chat. Chit. Ain’t nothin’ like it Baby? Period. End of discussion. Because you see Ladies and Gentlemen, when women get together to enjoy the company of each other, there is a healing phase, that begins.
When you get women from all over the world, of different nations, cross cultures, and religious traditions; Earth’s healing begins. Feminine energy, healthy Spiritual (based on healing, recognition, and care of other women), energy becomes spread from woman to woman, when in the company of other, holistic women. A natural remedy for natural women! And when women become healed, men become healed. Humanity is healed! Forget prejudice, racial bias, and toxic behavior among women. All of that is prohibited in the natural essence of woman.
Towards the end of Al Azhar University’s student exhibition, at the Al Azhar Conference Center, beautiful ladies of Omdurman, Sudan graced my presence. Bright, versatile, gentle, and loving as their Spirits could be. As other cultural maidens before them, they wanted to take a picture with me. Of course, I didn’t mind. How could I? Were’nt we just girls having fun?
I had a wonderful time on that day. It was such a long time, since I had fun with the other women. And yet, we did it! Magical, aesthetically pleasing and loving to the core, women students at Al Azhar University (along with their Egyptian-Arab Maidenal hosts) and a visiting Black American flower, showed the world, just how colorful, loyal, Sisterly, and FUN. . .us girls can be!