A Racist incident at Meijer, and how personal identity is helping the victim overcome traumaPhoto by Rostyslav Savchyn on Unsplash‘The injustice that is racial profiling leaves the victim feeling unsafe and vulnerable,’ I thought, recalling my friend Lankeu’s recount of fear, helplessness, and the urge to run, although he knew he was innocent. Entranced by the intensity … Continue reading Victims of Racial Profiling are in Fight or Flight Mode in Public Spaces, And It’s Exhausting
He was forty, I was nine
Confined, we grew closer; a quarantine chroniclePhoto by Brett Jordan on UnsplashStaring,Yesterdays blend into ‘morrowsUncertain, in the shadowsHe was forty, I was nineWe both filled our teacupsWith chocolates, and wineVacant,Dinner table, and memoriesWish for vibrancy, drowned in caloriesHe was forty, I was nineWe cranked up the musicA jig, to dreams enshrinedVideo games,Controlled, in controlOf the moment, … Continue reading He was forty, I was nine
For better rest, create your own darkness. Part One
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Do Not, Offend me
Photo credit: choosingwisdom.org The rant Do not offend meI am them; I am theyI am she; I am heI am known; I am mysteryI am myself; I am not myself I do not know who I am Do not offend meI am ageing; I am youthfulI am ageless; I am growing I’m vibrant; I am … Continue reading Do Not, Offend me
Life, Love and Grief: Why my Father was my Rescuer
My father saved me from being thrown away at birth, which makes me grateful to be alive! Today, I honour my father. Were it not for him, I would still be digging up sweet potatoes in the village. Now, I do enjoy digging up sweet potatoes. The trouble with that however, is the only thing … Continue reading Life, Love and Grief: Why my Father was my Rescuer
Face and body butter: My ultimate all rounder.
An versatile body butter, who would not like? A friend has been hounding me for this recipe since I introduced her to the delights, convenience and luxury of this butter. Have you ever slathered something on your face that felt like comfort, like an embrace? Well, this is it, I finally got to it (sorry … Continue reading Face and body butter: My ultimate all rounder.
She is fearful, she is courageous. And she wants to be known.
I close my eyes, but sleep will not come. There are voices in my head. Her voices. Vibrant, sad, urgent, passionate. She wants to be heard. She has a pained smile, a fearless gaze, softened by the love in her heart.There is understanding in her eyes.Her hair is sometimes covered, sometimes blue, sometimes curly, sometimes … Continue reading She is fearful, she is courageous. And she wants to be known.
Four Veggie Lentil soup,to Live on
All you need for nutritious winter comfort Get in your daily serve of vegetables in this warm comforting soup. Besides, it's winter, you're cold with nowhere to go and eating a storm...you need some soup! Except, we eat this soup all year round, regardless of the season. This soup is a favourite with my family … Continue reading Four Veggie Lentil soup,to Live on
Potato/Spanish omelette: Jazz up your chips!
Prep/cook time: 15-20 minutes Serves 2 people or 3 little people The Spanish omelette is a simple food with incredible merits! A fast, tasty, finger food extraordinaire, it is perfect for little fingers, work lunches, a side dish or even dinner when complemented with a salad.Needless to say that versatility has never before come in … Continue reading Potato/Spanish omelette: Jazz up your chips!
As an African child I grew up romanticising America, and now I am in mourning.
The green card. That was everyone’s dream and scoring one was like winning the lottery, but better. Growing up in rural Kenya 2 ½ hours drive outside Nairobi, we spoke of America in reverent tones. America was generous. She was kind. She sent plenty of USAID in corn oil and dried yellow corn to keep … Continue reading As an African child I grew up romanticising America, and now I am in mourning.
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