Sitting at the great
wheel with hands on a mound
of clay...
as it all goes 'round...
KHUNUM PRODUCTIONS
is currently at the beginning stages of recognizing itself as a platform for creative anthropology. Essentially we are storytellers. Be it through arts education, personal narrative, experimental theatre or grand scale spectacle, we are committed to the arts of enchantment. We explore questions of and celebrate the magic of the living soul animated through human experience. Khunum Productions aims to penetrate and transform the human heart with beauty based on the blueprint of creation.
Khunum Productions' first publication, Memories of the Little Elephant, is an all ages picture book written and illustrated to uplift the collective spirit of peoples of African decent, while also providing a window for all cultures to gain an understanding of the African story from a fresh perspective that starts with the beginning of time.
What I want...is for our children, ourselves, and our world to have a story that connects us to a place of divinity beyond this physical world, intellect beyond entertainment and academia , and beauty based on the blueprint of Creation...and that is what this, and all I do is ultimately about... ~Nehprii Amenii
A tiny voice is heard from inside the womb of a pregnant woman :
"Mother, give birth to me !"
"A child who can speak from his mother's womb can give birth to himself", replies the mother.
And so a little boy is born, cuts his own umbilical cord and declares :
"My name is Kirikou"
The tiny Kirikou is born into an African village upon which a sorceress called Karaba has cast a terrible spell: the spring has dried up, the villagers are being blackmailed, the men of the village have either been kidnapped or have mysteriously disappeared.
"She eats them !", the superstitious villagers declare….
Karaba is a stunning and cruel woman, surrounded by fearless and servile fetishes. But no sooner has Kirikou delivered himself from his mother's womb than he wants to rid the village of Karaba's curse and understand the cause of her wickedness.
His adventure-filled voyage leads Kirikou to the Forbidden Mountain, where the Wise Man of the Mountain, who knows of Karaba and her secrets, awaits him.
This past March my youngest nephew, who's 4, moved away with mom. We all miss him dearly. Especially, of course, my brother. What really doesn't help is that the "non-talking" gene runs so strong through my family's blood. Especially over distance and difficult emotions. But, it is just that way regardless. The story gets told that when my brother was little, he didn't talk at all for a LONG time...so everyone thought. It became tense mummers and questions of ...if maybe... their was something maybe "not quite right" with him. Our big sister, then little too, would say "But, he can talk..." He stayed silent. Then one day my aunt stepped into the room with the two of them sitting and playing...and my brother?...just a talking away to my sister! As soon as he became aware of her presence he quickly hushed... Auntie say "Uuuhhhuh!Boy! don't even try it!--now we know!"
Well, now he has a lil 'ol him. This means that for the past 6 months since the move, my brother has unsuccessfully tried to have phone communication with his son. Sometime ago he decided that each time Jaylan doesn't come to the phone, he would just say to his older brother "Tell Jaylan, that's okay Dadda still loves him!" or "Even if you don't want to talk me, I still love you!" "Not matter what--I still love you!"
For months his big brother has been passing on the messages. "Dadda says that's okay-- he still loves you." Sometime through speaker phone--"That's okay if you don't' wanna talk to me Jaylan--I still love you!"
Sometime with Jaylan being forced to hold the phone..."That's okay--I still love you!" My brother would smile and say "and there's nothing you can do to make me stop!"
But never any response from Jaylan.
For the past few days Jaylan has been home-- visiting. Dadda is happy. We all are. It's Jaylan's world! Chuck E. Cheese two days in a row-- per his request! Today my brother calls to tell me, he'd been looking and looking for all the prize tickets Jaylan won over the 2 days and finally:
Dadda say: "Awww maaaan Jaylan!!! I must've thrown them away! I'm sorry! It was an accident.... I promise we'll go again, and I'll help you win them all back!
Jaylan say : That's okay Dadda... I still love you.
At the time of our goodbyes--I'll be too choked up to talk...this i know. So, the few things i have to say--let me say them now...here:
Remember to imagine it---imagine the details of it. Imagine yourself doing it. Imagine it complete. Imagine the feeling in your body as it’s happening. Imagine the look on your face. Make it real on your inside world---and to the outside word it will be born. Remember it's all prayers---your mind and your words...be mindful of what your create...use care.
take care of your mind--give your eyes, brain, and ears a break from the TV sometimes, and all the other electrical screens. It makes you dull...and does other not good stuff too. (trust me on that--they were created for a reason.) Stare at the clouds and the tree branches sometimes. They have a rhythm and life and story to tell and it somehow feeds your creative mind. look, its true, okay?! :-)
Try something new. You don't have to repeat what someone else thinks is cool. or what's happening all around. Humanness and Kindness---seems as though they're becoming extinct--keep them alive. Say a word that will make another feel better every day. Remember that it doesn't take any special talent or skill to be mean or rude--anyone and everyone can do it...and you are better than that.
this whole tattoo craze thing?…hmmm…. put some thought into how many people just become followers so easy. ... like they have no mind of their own! Yo-- be your own leader, okay?...and be mindful of making your body/temple look like a vandalized building... it’s just not cute.
this summer, i watched you. So much Creativity/God running through you... know that you are special. Treat yourself as though you are precious. Carry yourself like you're precious--try to avoid loudness--especially in public spaces. Carry yourself in a way that makes other see instantly that you are more valuable than jewels. Ya'll see public and train behavior… just don’t mimic or add to the madness! Cause that’s exactly what it is.
I too can rock tight jeans, t-shirts, and hair up in a pony tail..[haha--and sometimes do!--imagine that!] but there is an immediate difference in the way i am treated and spoken to when i move on the street...command the best for your selves.
Use fear for your own good. I've learned that its like a big guard dog snarling and barking....but it's only there because so is the treasure. Walk Boldly through it--and see your greatest gifts shine.
It's okay to tremble. It's okay when your belly is in knots. Like "X marks the spot" so do those trembles and shakes. You're close to your power. [Like me joining in on the freestyle circle! :-)]
Its takes a lot of courage to be honest. And to be plainly and honestly YOURSELF takes an extra heap of it..and a long time. but practice it some every day...
Mean words hurt deep. i know. but don't believe them. they don't tell you anything true about yourself---they just tell you how much pain the one saying them is in....Hear this: you are brilliant. your are beautiful. You are immensely talented. you are guided. you are capable.
Do not dismiss your ideas as unimportant. The mere fact that the idea landed upon you---is confirmation that YES the idea is WORTH DOING!
You are not a victim of circumstances. We all have a life story. We all have dramas and hurt. But still, create your life how you want it to be.
Find a way to let it out--- write, paint, color, dance, run, sing… talk..but get it out… (ex)press it out!
It is soooo okay to make mistakes. to make mistakes is to be PERFECT. You’re supposed to! And then find the courage to acknowledge it---and correct it. Learn from it. That's how we grow. That is THE goal.
Let people see your eyes when you speak, and speak only if you can see theirs.
Be sure to always claim the right to pause and THINK....I was told: learn to be okay with that quiet and uncomfortable moment...while you allow another person to SEE you THINK/FEEL something out for YOURSELF before making any decisions. It's good for another to know that you are a THINKER for yourself. make DECISIONS based on your own thinking...not simply CHOICES based on someone else's. Do you see the difference? choices are limited. DECISIONS come from a vast wide open place of your own desires.
Be revolutionaries--watch the grown ups. repeat the good. make the decision to NOT to repeat the bad.
Stay away from the Bad. Please. Especially you, my boys, you have no idea how invaluable you are…and how much is working against you. Just lean toward the good, okay?---have the courage to walk away from the bad. (no matter how small you think it is..) (watch and see.) And if you don't have anyone teaching you how to be a MAN (because you do have to learn that, its not just about getting older and bigger...) try to find examples to follow--of noble, responsible, and upright men. Be strong of mind and spirit. And strong doesn't mean be to hard and unbendable... I've learned that those things break first.
Don’t let money be your 1st focus. Focus on your passion—what your heart truly loves to do…[no matter how stupid some else makes you feel it is. It isn’t.] do what you enjoy—what makes you happy and you will be provided for—then the money will follow--and much much more. Trust. It’s true.
Know that you have a role on this planet that NO ONE else can fill. It is uniquely yours. someone has a talent/skill better than you—simply see if you can learn from them…grow better every day.
be loving.
This was a lot! Haha---but that’s it ya’ll—I’m done!
I'm grinning at you of course!
i love you! Ms. Nehprii
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