Thursday, January 22, 2015

After the Rain...a Poetry Collective Book Trailer







After the Rain...a Poetry Collective by Tumika Patrice Cain




After the Rain is a poignant look at life through the eyes of one woman written in poetic voice. After the Rain will titillate your senses, arouse your passion for life and life justice, and touch the barest essence in each of us that exists to love and be loved in return.

Available on Kindle, Nook, iStore, Kobo and in paperback.

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Tumika Patrice Cain is an award-winning author, media personality, and motivational speaker. Through her imprint, Inkscriptions Publishing & Media Group, she provides high quality, affordable, mentor-based publishing services to indie authors, as well as inspired, empowering messages of hope and abundance through her media outlets. Her works can be found in many publications, including Fresh Lifestyle Magazine. To learn more about Tumika, her books, and her services visit the following websites. http://www.TumikaPatrice.com and http://www.InkscriptionsPMG.com



Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Grab a Hand and Take One

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Grab a Hand and Take One

There are times when I am just floored by the short-sightedness of individuals.  This is not really a post about Black people, although it does not exclude them either.  I am also not singling out authors/writers, because the message herein applies to any group of people.  For the life of me, I just do not understand the nature of narcissistic and selfish individuals.

I must admit that I am frequently shocked at the level of elitism and narcissism I see in the literary community.  This whole attitude of us-four-and-no-more or worse, the I’ve-got-to-get-mine at the expense of others mentality is problematic on so many levels.  Perhaps it is because I was raised by a mother with a very giving heart.  I seemed to have inherited that from her.  Or maybe it is the teachings of my religious background that tells me to have a “kingdom” mindset and that my Father owns the cattle of a thousand hills.  There is the possibility that what I see reflected in certain cultures positions them to receive greatness, and therefore, I feel that it can work for anyone willing to apply it.  Still there is the ideology that says a closed hand receives nothing.

Now to that last statement, I can see those who are always focused on “getting theirs” saying, “I do quite nicely thankyouverymuch!”  And you may very well be correct….people of a certain mindset will always find others to pour into them.  They will make sure that they “make it,” even at the expense and/or detriment of others.

Psalm 133:1-3 reads, “Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious oil upon the head, running down on the beard, the beard of Aaron, running down on the edge of his garments. It is like the dew of Hermon, descending upon the mountains of Zion; for there the Lord commanded the blessing – Life forevermore.”

I realize that some may blow off this message because of the scripture references, however, this is not a religious message.  Even if we are not of the same faith, every religion has some message about unity and togetherness that the followers are supposed to uphold.  To go back to the scripture reference above, it is so clear that when people live, work and play together in unity, there is a blessing there that awaits each person.  This explains why staying in a peaceful, united front is such a challenge – from husbands and wives, to peace between siblings, to unity on the job, in our communities, etc.

The mindset is there that suggests the need to compete with the next person.  There is a fear that someone will have more, obtain more, get it sooner and that you may be left out.  May I remind you that the God who created us is not in lack.  There are more than enough resources to go around for us all to receive what is purposed for us.  It is a poverty spirit that says there is not enough to go around.  It is an envious spirit that says I don’t want you to have more than me.  No matter what’s operating, it’s self-defeating….not just to one, but to everyone whom it touches.

Here is another scripture reference that drives this point home:
Ecclesiastes 4:9-10 “Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, one will lift up his companion, but woe to him who is alone when he falls, for he has no one to help him up. “

Let me start off by saying this…whatever your goal is, whatever you hope to accomplish, there is more than enough for you and the next person to get everything that’s coming to you.

Years ago I was starting a daycare.  It is something I have picked up from my mother, but I seem to get amazing deals on things.  So as I was purchasing items and equipment to get the business going, I acquired a lot of high quality items at a very low cost.  One of my relatives also owned a daycare and had been in business over 15 years, heard from a family member about all the nice materials I had for the children and she became envious, immediately seeing me as her competition instead of rejoicing at my willingness to make my dreams come true.  She lived in a completely different county, more than a half hour away from my home.  Clearly any clients that I would care for would not be looking for her services and vice versa.  Instead of being happy for me and wanting me to prosper (after all we are family, when one makes it, shouldn’t we all feel a modicum of success and pride?) she made a comment about my taking all of her clients.  Um…how exactly do you figure that?  I was hurt and disgusted by her actions.  I remember telling her that even if there was a daycare on every corner of the street where she lived, that no one person or business could meet the needs of every single parent or child who would need care.  In other words, I was saying that even with other companies right next door, she didn’t need to feel like she was in competition with anyone else.  Her job was to provide the best level of care and fair prices and let her gifts make room for her.  The quality of her service would open doors for her.

I see that same sort of dog eat dog, envious spirit within the literary community with authors not supporting each other, or worse, purposely trying to make sure the next person doesn’t succeed.  And as a Black woman, I also see it within my own people group.  I shake my head, saddened and frustrated at our inability to see the whole picture that is right there in front of us. 

For years I have worked in the Jewish community.  Now I know the world has varying opinions about how they view that people group.  I am not here to dispute what anyone thinks.  But I do want to point out that as a people, they are some of the most significant folks on the planet to reckon with.  Even if on a personal level they do not like another Jewish person, they will put all of that aside for the greater good of their community as a whole.  Jews support Jews.  Period.  Their money circulates within their community something like 30 times before it will ever reach the general population.  Just about any industry or field you can find, there is at least one Jewish person who is also situated in that field so that their people have someone of their own to do business with.  They loan each other money to get businesses started. They give each other opportunities, using their power and leverage to make sure that one of their own makes it.  And you know what?  It works…taking me right back to my initial scripture of how unity commands the blessings.

Who cares who gets there first, as long as we all get there?  What do I care what you have, because what’s for me is for me….just like what is for you is for you.  I do not need to compete with you.  And you do not need to compete with me.  There is more than enough for all of us, including in the realm of success.  You will never be as successful as you would like to be trying to function in someone else’s lane. It is only when you get in your lane, and commit to being your best where you are positioned, that you will grow and prosper.  It is in that place of your assigned land, that everywhere your foot touches and everything your hands touch will begin to grow and increase will come.  In other words, bloom where you are planted.

Selfishness cuts off your flow of blessings. So does narcissism, because narcissistic people view others only as a means to an end.  In other words, they use people to get what they want and once that person can no longer meet the need or desire, then they are discarded like yesterday’s carryouts. Their actions say “your only purpose in life is to meet my needs and make sure I get what I want.”  People have more value than that.  When we learn to rejoice with other’s accomplishments, care about what happens in the stranger’s life (or our friends, associates, or family members lives) as much as our own, then we will truly see all that has been made available for us. 

My mentor, friend, and fellow author, Eartha Watts Hicks says, "grab a hand and take one.”  Meaning there should always be someone more experienced in your life (a mentor) for you to learn from, glean from, and who will hold you accountable, even as there should always be someone that you are sowing into who is coming up behind you.

Here is some food for thought, if we stop trying to get in the way of the person who is advancing ahead of us or more than us or before us, then when that person rises to the top and has access to more resources, blessings, connections, etc. how is that not going to help you too, if we all live by the grab a hand and take one mentality? 

Today, let us stop this crabs in a barrel mentality that tries to hold back anyone who wishes to do better.  Instead, let’s adopt the principles of Kwanzaa which start with Umoja (meaning UNITY), (Kujichagulia = determination, Ujima = working together, Ujamaa = supporting each other, Nia = purpose, Kuumba = creativity, and Imani = faith).  Allow a real sense of kingdom-mindedness and sense of community to overtake you.  There are only blessings there waiting on you.  After all, Unity commands the blessing… so grab a hand…and take one.

Changing lives one word at a time…Tumika Patrice Cain 

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Tumika Patrice Cain is an award-winning author, media personality, and motivational speaker. Through her imprint, Inkscriptions Publishing & Media Group, she provides high quality, affordable, mentor-based publishing services to indie authors, as well as inspired, empowering messages of hope and abundance through her media outlets. Her works can be found in many publications, including Fresh Lifestyle Magazine. To learn more about Tumika, her books, and her services visit the following websites. http://www.TumikaPatrice.com and http://www.InkscriptionsPMG.com

Sunday, January 18, 2015

The Price We Pay

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The Price We Pay 


At times I have been considered a feminist. I’m here to set the record straight. I am not now, nor have I ever been, a feminist.  To me, a feminist is a woman who wants to be a man.  She says, “Don’t hold the door open for me, I have arms. Don’t pay the check for me, I have money. Don’t clean the snow off the car or gas up my tank. I can do those things on my own.” It seems she shuns traditional roles in order to operate in the realm that most often men occupy.  Nope. I am not a feminist.

What I am is a woman who seeks proper and appropriate treatment from males towards females. I want to see a man function in those traditional roles of opening doors, putting on coats, and pulling out chairs. I love it when I can’t get the jar of whatever I’m trying to open and a man pops that lid like it’s nothing. I like for a man to be “the head” as he was created to be.

What I don’t like is to see how men cheapen, abuse, misuse and disrespect women. It burns something in the deepest core of me to see a male talking to a female any kind of way or slapping her around. Too often, I see females being threatened to ‘keep herself in shape’ or another female will replace her. And I cringe every time I see a young woman trade her self-respect, self-esteem, dignity, morals or freedom just to have a male in her life. 

True manhood does not exploit. It does not lord its power over those who are weaker. It does not abuse just because it can. And it does not create a subtle sense of paranoia to keep a female in line. I realize for generations, maybe even as far back as the beginning of time, there has been a double standard that says men can do what they want to do, but a woman better toe the line. It’s okay for a man to cheat, but a woman better not even think about it. It’s okay for him to have sex with as many women as he wants to, but she’d better be a virgin until marriage. It’s okay for him to hang out in the streets, but she’d better be home tending to the house and kids.  I say, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander.  What is expected of women, should also be expected for men.

I see men making their very flamboyant sexual expectations to women they are at best in a girlfriend/boyfriend relationship with. With the expectation that whoever he decides to allow into his life better be willing to do whatever it takes to keep him until he’s ready to move on. Really?! And the sad this is….we do it. If he were married and making those requests from his wife, that would be one thing, but to think that any random woman he decides to ‘befriend’ in an intimate way better do it or else, is just plain ridiculous. 

The trend seems to be expecting their woman/girl to have the body of a stripper, the moves of a porn star and the overall package that will garner respect and accolades from his male counterparts. Never mind what she wants. Never mind how she feels. To him, it’s all about him. The shirts get more revealing, the pants tighter, the skirts shorter, the dresses more painted on, the heels higher. She looks like a walking, talking call girl and he loves it. What happened to a lady in the streets and a freak in the sheets? Men used to want a woman who behaved like a lady.

What is this thing with expecting a woman to have his name tattooed somewhere on her body? He brands her like cattle, letting anyone coming after him know that at one time she was his and can be his again if he decides he wants her. Again, she does it. She pretty much does whatever he says in order to have him. A guy with little moral compass will exploit it every single time and think nothing of it. To which I say, if he would not want a guy to treat his daughter, sister, mother, favorite cousin or best female friend the way he is treating someone else’s daughter, sister, etc., then his behavior is not okay. He needs to stop what he is doing.

The behaviors are affecting future generations. They are affecting people even younger. Now, middle school girls are expected to have sex and give head in school restrooms. You tell me, what is wrong with this picture? Not just from the standpoint of the young girl being expected to be pimped out to whomever wants her, but also to the young men who are growing up seeing their fathers, uncles, older brothers, and neighbors treat females as disdainfully as this. Thus, the cycle continues.

Daily we are immersed in a culture that feeds this disrespect and that glorifies these actions. It’s in the music, the music videos, on sitcoms, in the movies, at the mall, at the school. You name it, there it is.

It takes more than having a penis to be a man. Just as it takes more than having breasts to be a woman. It is time for both parties to step up, clean it up and make some changes. It is time for these females to stop sacrificing who they are and what they truly want just to have a guy in their lives. It is time for females to stop turning on each other and fighting over a man who may or may not be with them a week later. It is time for females to stop trading in their morals and self-respect for a fleeting title and ride in a fancy car she does not own. It is time for women to stop holding men down in their shady dealings and catching the wrap for him so he does not get in trouble. It’s time for women to stop allowing men to abuse them and speak to them any kind of way. It’s time for them to put some boundaries in place and stay firm when a guy tries to overstep that boundary.  And it is time for men to stop asking them to.

Changing lives one word at a time….Tumika Patrice Cain

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Tumika Patrice Cain is an award-winning author, media personality, and motivational speaker. Through her imprint, Inkscriptions Publishing & Media Group, she provides high quality, affordable, mentor-based publishing services to indie authors, as well as inspired, empowering messages of hope and abundance through her media outlets. Her works can be found in many publications, including Fresh Lifestyle Magazine. To learn more about Tumika, her books, and her services visit the following websites. http://www.TumikaPatrice.com and http://www.InkscriptionsPMG.com

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Lover of My Soul

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Lover of My Soul

I am not married, yet I have been a bride for eight years and counting…for I am the bride of Christ.  This gentle Lover of my soul who tends so carefully, diligently, succinctly to the daily needs of my person.  All my life I have wanted to be married, but have to laugh when I am barely a wife to the Husband that I already have.  If I cannot give Him everything He requires, how then do I think I’ll be able to give an earthly, flawed human all that he needs when it all comes from my First Love?

Ours is an ongoing love affair beginning before I ever had a conscious thought of Him.  He picked me even before I was born, laying colorful gems and stones in place, setting the stage for our extended courtship.

So many times I looked into the face of my Betrothed, not knowing Who or What I saw, but He smiled and let me discover things my own way.  At times He had to have grown tired, even frustrated, perhaps wounded, as I sought love in the arms of another, but He is a patient man.  He tells me He knew I would come…that I was worth the wait.

I am humbled in His presence.  Sometimes realizing exactly what I’ve been blessed with – so awed by His beauty and magnificence I want to run away and hide.  Other times so blessed by that same magnificence I want to run into His arms and never leave.

He looks at me with the gentle eyes of a lover who sees His prize and knows her worth, saying, “Beloved, strip naked in my presence.  Do not hide yourself from me behind titles, fear, feelings of unworthiness, shame.  I see you.  It is you that I want.  Remember that I picked you!”  And I, entranced by the intensity of the look in His eyes begin a slow striptease, taking off layer upon of layer of whatever would dare stand between me and the gentle touch of my Lover.  And for a time I am there, naked in His sight and He smiles, enraptured.  Languishing in my beauty as if seeing me for the first time.  He says He never tires of seeing me.  Says he wishes to share in such sweet communion with me always.  Each time He sees me, He is reminded of how much He loves me, how much I mean to Him, how there is no price too high for Him to pay for me…and already has paid.  Loves me so much that He creates new and tender mercies for me each and every morning.

I awake to the feel of His breath upon my cheek.  It is the soft whisper of my name upon His lips that stirs me into consciousness as I begin yet another day.  He says, “Beloved, do not begin your day without our special time together.  Your prayers rising to me are as sweet as Frankincense.  I relish in our time together.  It is in those moments before you face the day that I want to prepare you, strengthen you for what lies ahead…for I am able to see what you cannot see.  Talk with me, my Beloved.  Let us have the most precious of moments together.  Lift your voice in song to me.  I never feel so close to you as when you are praising me.  Yes, I remember now, why I chose you.  You are beautiful to me.  There are no sweeter words spoken than the sound of My name upon your lips.  You are my beautiful bride.  Tell me how much I mean to you.  Show me how much I mean to you.”

Loving Him isn’t duty and it isn’t a job even though it does require much from me.  It is the greatest desire of my heart.  I have looked for Him all my life and He has always been right here…waiting on me to see Him and to love Him with a fraction of the love He has always had for me.

Sometimes the intensity of His love is too much for me to take.  And me being me, I back away.  Get lax in my time alone with Him.  I never see myself so clearly as when we are alone, face to face.  I am not always ready to see all that there is of me to see.  The more I give of myself to Him, the more of me He wants.  While I know it is best, it is right, it is good…I am not always ready to give what He is asking for when He asks and so I run.  Sometimes a little, other times a lot, until the ugly, reality of life becomes visible and it is revealed to me just why He asked for what I so selfishly held on to.  I miss the protecting, soothing embrace of my Lover, Husband of mine.  Then it is I, without reservation, who comes running back, dropping layers along the way – yearning once again to be naked and unashamed in His sight.

The longer we are married, the shorter the separations are between us.  You see, I cannot, will not, live without Him.  He completes me and I am whole only in His presence.  I am no longer a skittish, squeamish child bride, but am instead becoming a mature woman in the arms of my Husband who sets the stage for me to be all that He created me to be.  He is my daily bread and protector of all things concerning me.

His unchanging ways comfort me and bring about stability in a world where the only thing that is constant is change.  He has never altered one word that He’s ever spoken to me.  It comforts me to know that He never will.

We are one, becoming one mind as I put aside the things of the world, rising in elevation to meet Him where He is.  We have one purpose – to bring others, joining them in the kingdom, preparing them for their own sacred marriage ceremony with Him until we all become one body.

Changing lives one word at a time...Tumika


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Tumika Patrice Cain is an award-winning author, media personality, and motivational speaker. Through her imprint, Inkscriptions Publishing & Media Group, she provides high quality, affordable, mentor-based publishing services to indie authors, as well as inspired, empowering messages of hope and abundance through her media outlets. Her works can be found in many publications, including Fresh Lifestyle Magazine. To learn more about Tumika, her books, and her services visit the following websites. http://www.TumikaPatrice.com and http://www.InkscriptionsPMG.com