Image: Maher Jridi
“I am the Dragon breathing fire, beautiful man I’m the lion, beautiful man I know you’re lying, I am not broken I’m not crying.”
On Saturday I, along with millions of other people tuned in and watched Beyoncé’s ‘visual album’ titled Lemonade. Before I get into why I am writing about it on my Occult themed blog, let me tell you why I watched it.
I am from New York, and Brooklyn is where most of my growing occurred, not just as a Woman but as a human; I saw so much culture, and began to understand the human condition through my days and nights running the streets of that borough. It seems like an entirely different lifetime now and when I look back at how I behaved, and the situations I found myself in, it’s surreal.
Just proves that we really do die and rise many times throughout our lives. It’s called evolving, experience, and maturity; they are all healthy and paramount to personal growth.
You simply cannot be in Brooklyn without finding yourself immersed in Hip Hop, and I am not talking about the shit that floods the airwaves now, where half the song is gibberish; I am talking about real Hip Hop, where lyrical prose flows from the lips of people who have experienced a struggle a majority cannot begin to comprehend.
Real Hip Hop is using words to tell your pain, and cut your enemy.
Real Hip Hop is when life simultaneously is the beat and the lyric.
Hip Hop in Brooklyn is based around Biggie, Lil’ Kim and Jay-Z (just to name a few icons that have emerged from BK). Every street corner you hear a different style of hard basslines and lyrics that take you on a Spiritual journey, and tell a story.
Since Jay’s first album I have been a fan, far before he became associated with being a member of the notorious “illuminati” and a high level Mason. If you listen to his lyrics closely you can tell that he absolutely holds a Philosophy very close to many Left Hand Pathers and it has nothing to do with Secret Society’s. He is in to Esoteric studies, and since when is that a bad thing? I am not going to get into the conspiracy theory of the illuminati, though (they did exist, and I am not disputing that).
Tin Foil hats don’t look good on me…
I have been a fan of Beyoncé since Destiny’s Child. Cliché, whatever. I was about 13, I think, when they came out and it was my first look at Women being strong, and making decisions for themselves as far as life, and love; the music industry at the time was very male, and boy band dominated. And, let’s face it, I just wasn’t a Spice Girls kinda person, haha.
Let’s fast forward now to the Documentary.
I had heard about it on Thursday and Friday via Social Media when she released a teaser trailer, and to be honest, it was pure speculation what Lemonade was going to be. I had put it out of my mind, but happened to be watching the movie that premiered on HBO beforehand. So, when I noticed it was coming on, I thought what the hell let’s see what this is about.
Within the first five minutes I thought initially “Am I witnessing a public divorce?!” but then the Artist in me was completely intrigued, the Woman in me felt something aching in my Soul, the Lion in me started to roar, the Occultist started eyeing symbols, the Witch in me noticed another Witch coming into power and I knew I was about to witness something amazing. The Ankh she wore between her breasts was just one of the many times where I found myself giving so much props to the strength of my Sisters all over the world. As I have always said, I am my Sister and my Sister is me.
To many commentators on Social Media they are only seeing that it was about cheating, and her calling Jay (her husband) out but it was, in fact, so much more than that.
This piece of Art was not good just because Beyoncé did it, though I don’t know if anyone else could have executed it the way she did, it was good because the message needed to be said.
The Divine Feminine is Rising, Shakti is Rising and She will not be silenced, She will not be pushed down.
This documentary is about the plight of Black Women and how they are the most underrepresented and misunderstood group of people in this country, and on this planet. It tells the story, and insecurities that EVERY single Woman faces. This Documentary showed us the Power of Woman, the voice of the Goddess embodied, the fierceness of justified rage, and how beautiful it is when a Witch rises in power with her Sisters by her side. This Documentary was so much more than cheating rumors and scandal.
Besides all the Magick and Occult symbolism, and the strong Feminist message, the Documentary portrayed a real struggle, and told a story of forgiveness.
Forgiveness for most people, myself included, is next to impossible; especially when forgiveness has to do with infidelity, love, abuse, etc. We are so quick to walk away rather than fight for what we want because it’s easier, and we have become an easy society. Everything must be convenient for our fast paced, technology based lifestyles.
I suppose lots of things are easier than the act of forgiving someone we love who made a mistake. I am not condoning cheating but humans by nature are not monogamous creatures; we make the conscious choice to be with one person. Should it then be shamed if someone fucks up and acts according to their nature? It’s a hard question, and an even harder answer.
The Documentary was so much more than an album, it was an experience and one that I won’t soon forget. She showed us the power and necessity of Black Girl Magick, and I don’t care if that makes you uncomfortable.
Blessed Are The Witches.