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1st locks journey in April 2020. The 1st journey was about awakening, being reborn and starting purging myself from the lies of the system it lasted 9 months... Oddly enough, exactly 12 months later today, a 2nd dread locks journey starts! This time, it’s about choosing to embark on a wild adventure - 12 months of open-heartedness and intuitive living 💫, to see where it takes me.
Those baby locks are due to becomes like 5x thicker! I hope so!!🤞🏾

As I complete Sadhguru's inner engineering online programme this week, I am thankful for the learning. Little can be achieved without better control of our mind and moving from compulsive to conscious decision. Is your environment taming you or are you taming your environment? Let us live life in its full depth and dimension. Amen.

And they will say he died of covid. Sure. Let every African being murder by the west awaken a million of us. Thank you for lighting the way ancestor John Magufuli. Until we meet again...
Tanzania welcomed me at a time I trying time in my life - it nurtured me, loved me and was generous towards me. It gave with abundance.
Today, my heart goes out to the land and it's inhabitants.

Love can be experienced with anything. It does not have to be with that one person. When you love, try to Love from the overflow you experience within, from existence, from nature that are there to support you, always. To experience love you do not need another person involved. From that place, you can love them open-handed because they are no longer the source of your love. if that person was to make the choice to go, or turn into a complete a**, your experience of love does not go away with them or they change of behaviour . When You love open-handed,paradoxically it will draw more people to you. your love does not become a prison of expectations where they need to make you feel loved. Your love is light.

Just got delivery of my traditional soap, Akoto di. Yay! There was no way I was going to be all the way here in Togo and use Dove!? 🙄😐😂

Back in Togo for a couple of weeks. I can’t have enough of it. Life on the Morherland. Where it all began. Trying to imagine what things were like before western invasion. I am currently in the city Western style cities is not what we do best yet it still plays the strings of my heart. And to see the palm trees, mango tree all over the place here and there, amidst the dust and the hustle and bustle of an African town. ,

Yup. I couldn’t have said it better. I’ve been trying to do this for probably all my adulthood. It was such a struggle! Also We Black people are often toooo nice and trained to always be too polite - yes I’ve said it. Me first! I got a deep revelation of this through a dream 2 nights ago. I actually experienced what it feel like to not mother all the adults around me and be consumed by ‘how do they feel’. It was SO liberating! Since I’ve been practicing it and I am more determined than ever to let every adult around me well... be an adult that can look after their own feelings and wellbeing and mind my own! The best news: it actually leads to better and more authentic relationships..
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Today with bittersweet emotions I remember my grandfather. A well of wisdom with who I did not spend enough time... My younger self, in pursuit of a western life and a white-washed worldview saw you as the traditionalist. Today I understand better. How I wish I had sat at your feet and asked you to tell me tales of the past, of your people, our people. Where did you grow up? How did you see God? What stories of your own childhood did you remember and what was life like back then? So many questions, so much I could have learnt. I was short-sighted, I was young, I was white-washed. Now the African woman in me is awakening, I am awakening Papy...
His favourite place was his farm (where I took this picture of him) He would escape to it, far from the city, and stay as long as he could before my grandmother a.k.a Mamy got too mad of his extended absence 😂. Then he would come back with baskets and baskets full of fruits 🍈 🥭 🍍 as if it was a peace offering... He knew better than to irritate his wife 😂 this wise man. He would go round giving them to friends and family..sigh..
To my grandfather, I honour your memory, I remember you and the quiet peace that emanated from you...today I speak your name and I hope that as long as I do so, something of you will always be with me. You are not forgotten Papy🖤

Double-tap if like me there is a forefather in your lineage, whether male or female, who has and maybe continue to inspire you to value your African heritage today!

We might not get there tomorrow or next month or next century but if we don’t start today we will get there even later