Meditation isn’t always easy, at least for me.
It’s hard to meditate when you’re a mouth breather.
I’ve been a little stressed the past couple of weeks, partly due to my jam-packed to-do list and my over achieving attitude. Needless to say, “woo-sah” has been an inevitable mantra I’ve been chanting.
In the past five years I’ve lost two friendships that if you’d asked five years ago if we’d be where we are now, I’d have told you, you were out of your mind.
Yes, that really is my name
The recent mix up of Obama and Osama got me thinking about my frequent encounters with such errors with my own name, some which have been forgiving, most just plain annoying.
The Best Things In Life Are Free
There’s a certain serenity that comes over me when I’m visiting my home country. It sounds corny but being there really helps contribute to my mental wellbeing. And that’s not to say everything is peaches and cream but there’s an obvious calmness.
Never a dull moment on my travel home
I always enjoy going home. The journey, not so much. When you have to make a total of approximately 18 hours travel time, a fight for the armrest can become an important one. Both the departure and returning do not do well for my emotional wellbeing as I am plagued by anxiety during the former and mildly depressed on the latter.
Guilt from far away
I’ve always been eerie of death.
Growing up, I had a lot of people pass away and watched my parents attend funerals as often as they did weddings.
My heart belongs to Africa
Gun shots, fires, children running scared, crying, hungry, dying, women screaming, men fighting. I am plagued by these images, which are passed on as fact representing my home. I am not naïve though, I know my home is not without its faults but that does not make me love it any less. Am I scared? Yes. Do I want to run away? Sometimes. But ask me if I love you and my answer is yes. Do I miss you? Of course.
School’s not just about x plus y
The ideology that in order for a child to succeed in life, academics come first and everything else is secondary was a firm principle throughout my childhood.