Innergetic Echoes from the Edge of Broke (Full Moon 4/12/25)
- Najah Amatullah
- Apr 16
- 5 min read
Welcome to mid-April’s Innergetic Echoes, my alchemical, astrological archive of reflections on embodiment and art.
May every evil eye in my life be blind.
Reflect:
The Spring Equinox or, as I like to call it, the Woo Woo New Year, happened shortly after my last post. That weekend celebration was a blessing! I took Mercy to a small festival in downtown OKC and we love the connections we made. We have already had a follow-up tea party with those same friends.
Spring means wearing less and going out more. We went to a too-cold downtown tulip festival with our closest friends, also.
Learning how to be in relationship with Money:
I belong to money and money belongs to me. I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine. Money is making me a princess and let’s be honest, it’s about damn time (in my Lizzo voice).
This was a broke-ass moon cycle. But I wasn’t acting broke. Maybe because that was the last one. Maybe because I needed to get close to the edge again so that it would be undeniably obvious when money stepped up and stepped in for me.
I wish I had more concise language to explain the balance between resting and working. What I do know: the extra money I have earned with hard work is menial by comparison to the money that came to me with very small and minimal effort. I know I value action in a way that has previously made it difficult for money to bless me while resting. I’m really on a mission to make that easier and easier for my love. I’m tryna tap into automation, repurposing, sleepy girl energy… and yeah, I guess, the soft life.
I think I may have finally graduated from my extra-long training course in How Not to Struggle or Burn Out.
Excited to continue with Me and Money Go Together Real Bad.
Here’s some more on my regular writer rhythms:
I am shocked that I haven’t written any blog posts in a month. That’s surprising.
I am not going to talk about my reading habits here, because I simply need to make book posts.
I finally went to open mic night during Spring Break. It felt great and natural. The stage loves me; it’s easy and comfortable, like a house you lived in a long time, now filled with new families.
I wrote and read a poem on IG live and people liked it.
I got paid really well for a super random marketing and writing task. They asked me back with more pay. (Thank you, boo.) I think I’ll be able to do more of that in the future. Again: I am a paid writer (I’m no longer trying to be).
Also, here’s more information about the Amorphaville anthology I wrote about last month.
Refine:
During the rest of April, poetry month, I want to focus on editing and updating older fragments. I want to submit to other publications. Every day I see contest announcements and open calls. I know I have been hesitant with this because I am my own biggest critic. I also get overwhelmed by the amount of poems I’ve written.
If you haven’t already, check out my poetry collections. I think you’ll find something golden in them.
I have a potential spoken word announcement that I wanna sit on for a couple more days and then I’ll post about it on its own.
Writing for The Black Wall Street Times is on pause, but the ElevateHer mini conference on March 29th was so dope. I’m thankful for the opportunities I had to host panels. It gave me big big podcast and video content dreams! I am a paid speaker/presenter, and I am enrolled in a class to help me do that even more.
Wanna collaborate or bring me in for something? Here’s how we can work together.
Recalibrate:
April always reminds me that I am a poet first, not last. I began reading for colored girls who have considered suicide/ when the rainbow is enuf during February, and I finished it on April 2. Review forthcoming. You should bug me about it. I even wrote a poem about it because it reminded me of Danez Smith and my analysis of their work in my master’s thesis.
I am testing out different written tones and vibes lately, based on conversations with internet friends and co-creators. I’m also trusting that the more consistent energies around me have stayed consistent because you enjoy the journey and growth, not because you expect to always get what you’ve gotten before.
As I continue to refine my blog, write in other ways and mediums, y’all gon’ have to really get to know me, or be left wondering when I’m serious. I’ve figured out that I owe it to my brain to play with language, mood, and tone more.
Community Curation
Marketing is fun, but it’s a JOB.
Instagram and Threads metrics are trending up a little. But, I told y’all, I’m just a writer princess who needs Money to deliver me coffee and meals in bed while I’m buried under books and papers.
(May every evil eye in my life be blind.)
There have been 9 new subscriptions to Substack this moon cycle - when I haven’t posted at all. I have passed the 100 mark in a way that makes me feel like I am unlikely to fall back underneath it. (Have you ever celebrated something only to feel like it slipped away right after?)
I am truly thankful for every one of you who wants my work in your inbox. If this reflection touched you and you wanna buy me a coffee (or a book), you can do that here. I receive it with love and pray the blessings return to sender.
Some of you have been with me for many years. Some of you are my personal loved ones. Some of you came to me from Blackstack or the larger Substack community, and my newest are from my spiritual community. Muchisimas gracias, carines.
As those of us in the US continue navigating our own lives during a hostile government takeover, we have seen, heard and constantly read that self care and community care are the only ways to stay sane.
We aren’t going to die physically, but if we also want to stay mentally, emotionally, and spiritually well (I believe we can even IMPROVE) we need our people around us.
I thank you for being part of my online community. Please share this or my Instagram with anyone else you think would find resonance here. If you use IG and you don’t already follow me there, you’re missing out. I also really love using Threads and the way the algorithm there promotes what we wanna see.
I want to partner with those of you who already are or who want to start to transform out loud together.

Reflecting through the lens of #InnerGAlchemy
Listening for #InnergeticEchoes
May every evil eye in my life be blind.
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