Jamilah Shakir


Hajja Jamilah Shakir is a mental and emotional health educator and facilitator, Founder and Chief Experience Officer of the nonprofit Camp Butterfly Girls International and Sacred Health Movement. She facilitates healing for individuals, families, and groups who experience anxiety, depression, and other mental and emotional health challenges. Her offerings of one on one and group coaching and regular sessions teaching healing and coping skills empowers participants to “own your breath” and use their God-given gifts to live full and healthy lives have been life changing for many. She has worked professionally with DeKalb County Juvenile Court, University for Parents, nonprofits and for-profit schools and organizations worldwide to help improve the lives of children and families. She is a two-time author, mother, grandmother, aunty, and community organizer. A part of her mission in life is to create beautiful experiences each moment and she does this through her passion of being a world traveler, enjoying art, culture, nature, and life. Her life experiences led her to earn certification in mental and emotional wellness, yoga, and breath work and to share her growth with the world through her life work.

Her personal mission is to help cultivate a world our children never have to heal from and we are all on the mission of living God’s purpose for each of us.

 

Remember Me. I Will Re Member You.

By Hajja Jamilah A. Shakir

 

I am one drop.

Engulfed with Holy Water that nourishes and purifies me and like Jesus, I rise from the dead.

I can hear the voices, not mine…”how can I take care of another body, another mouth to feed?”

Oh God, please don’t let me be a victim of their buried pain.

I am nourished in a way that is a testament of Your miracles.

They can’t know You…Why are they so tormented?

Restless spirits at war with themselves and desperately trying to control outcomes.

But I am, that I am re membering the parts of me I have no conscious knowledge of.

I am one in a million. I am the seed and the forgotten voice of ancient moons and suns who carry Your vision.

Broken pieces longing to be re membered by You in this tiny flesh and soul.

It is You that is the blood and life that flows through my veins and the love that brings it all together.

My Angels rejoice and sing songs of praise and lead me to re member those visions and inspirations that marry light with water and seed.

I feel mama wata rockin me back to a state of sukuun…My holy peace…You.

Your love runs through my veins and is the glue that makes me trust only in Your promises and the dreams of ancient moon’s and sun’s for me.

It feels like You Al-Jabbar holding me and bringing all of my soul’s broken and scattered pieces together.

I am innocent,

And pure,

And free,

And brilliant,

And beautiful,

And holy,

And alone,

And naked,

And listening,

And silent,

I am one!

In my solitude and pause, I surrender and ask You to choose me. Choose my moons and suns for Divine and holy favor.

When will it be my turn? When will You choose us?

I am nourished by Holy food, shaped and formed into the most beautiful specimen of clay…from You!

I breathe.

As I give it away, I feel the water release from all around me. I follow my breath, the water, and light, and then I know…it is my season. It is my turn to breathe new and fresh air. It is my turn to birth a part of me I have been longing to set free and get it right…this time.

I allowed the water to merge with the heavens and go before me and transform all darkness to light, fear to Holy inspiration that drips from their tongues and leads the way.

I surrender all and I am Your humble vessel waiting to be used in such a Divine way. I birth from this holy body seeds You planted over many lifetimes into fertile and rich soil. Inside my womb are many seeds promised to flourish.

I am here.

I am safe.

I am free.

I am brilliant.

I am righteous.

I am beautiful.

I am the light of the world.

I am always in the company of Your grace, Your love, Your Angels.

I am clothed in protective shrouds that comfort me, comfort them.

Your voice is ever present and clear. This Holy communication inspires a song in my heart that this world can never compete with…they will not truly know You, understand Your grace, lest they too are silent, and fill their bodies and spirit with this breath of life.

I hear and feel You clearly. I have silenced any and every voice  outside of me that does not feel like You. I know Your song…every note.

I can rest now.

I am one drop.

Engulfed in Holy Water that nourishes and purifies me.