Your kisses feel like home,
tinged with warmth and hope,
transporting me into the ethereal
and I lose myself in you,
in that feeling of being wrapped
in the warmest of embraces.
Choice
Unsure at what point the mantle of choice
settled onto my head and heart.
I suddenly silently understood that it
was all on me to choose
and nobody else could choose a path
a direction, a love, a journey, a feeling
for me.
I choose.
Change.
Tomorrow everything might change…
It’s supposed to be a re-scan,
Or something like that.
Throwing some soundwaves at it
to make sure what they think they saw
should be something I need to know for sure they saw.
so I can know what to do next…
I complete another turn around the sun the day after.
Everything might change tomorrow and that sun-turn
may be more meaningful than ever thought.
I’ve always loved and celebrated my birthday in
my own way because it’s been a date that mattered most
to me more than to everyone else, it seems.
But tomorrow…
everything might change.
Untitled
In the velvety dark, words come rumbling out
from within a space long forgotten,
more, perhaps, ignored than recalled.
They tumble out, seeking to unmask
from beyond the fear of never-achieving,
the mountain of self-doubt, the handcuffs
of anxiety and paralyzed freeze reaction.
Fingers move rapidly, caressing the keyboard,
clacking in the darkness, the echo slamming against
inky silence, swapping cadence with a thundering heartbeat
that rings in your ear.
Write, your brain says…
Hide, your heart whispers
Chaos, your blood rushing through your veins
pounding in your ears causing you to be deaf to the fear
you have become comfortable with…
so much so that when tears fall, you think it’s raining and
you sit still in it, letting it wash around around, your true self
drowning in the self-inflicted pain and grief that stamps out
any opportunity to reclaim yourself.
It’s time though…
to shake yourself up, stand up and acknowledge the pain, the tears and
start to believe in your self again.
Faith.
This is what will save you.
Grace.
This is what will sustain you.
No knight is headed your way…
the saving is up to you.
Time
Who knew time would be the great decider?
Stuck between options for dating, if friends are true,
if your hard work will lead to anything positive?
Time will tell.
They call it Grandfather Time but I like to think of it as
that sweetheart of an auntie, that rich auntie with nothing
but time on her hands, dips in with the occasional sound bite
and leaves us in her fairy dust of positivity.
Time always shows you the truth,
it helps you decide even when you didn’t think
you were ready,
Ready is a framework against which time
works overtime
sometimes.
But time always tells.
Kusema na Kutenda
Kusema na kutenda
Guiding principles for 2024. But pushing it even further – don’t just talk about it, be about it. It’s easy to speak on different things, serious topics or casual issues but the real work involves following up and doing what you said you would do.
I read somewhere or social media’d somewhere that being indisciplined only serves to disappoint or let down the you of tomorrow.
January is filled with vision board meetings and manifestation practices up and down timelines. However, no matter how much you write down your goals, dreams, visions, plans etc, if you do not take action and ‘tenda’ them, nothing will happen.
2024. How are you showing up?
mkhana in transit 
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