Munderu.kibugi

Any Given Sunday BRUNCH
Start your Sunday with slow tunes, soulful bites, and nothing but good vibes!
+ A special collab with October 33rd - enjoy downtempo deep house, soulful jazz & afro-futurist grooves in a perfect coastal setting.

Sunday, 17 August 9 AM - 1 PM
📍Indigo Vibe Cafe, Bofa Road, Kilifi
Family-friendly

Specialty coffee, smoothies, mocktails, cocktails & light brunch
• Live DJ set by Selecta Isness during brunch - flowing into the afternoon with
DJ Aqçé

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📍Indigo Vibe Cafe— Above The Express

For the first time, Pe**te fire comes to Kenya.

You are warmly invited to sit in prayer, song, and sacred ceremony with Uncle Ed Mendoza — an elder of the Native American Church — and a circle of global wisdom keepers.

🌀 Nairobi – Sept 27
🌀 Diani – Oct 4
🌕 Elementaita – Sept 21 (intro night only; no Pe**te)

This is not a retreat. Not a performance.
It is a call to the heart — for those ready to sit with humility, remembrance, and reverence.

Come with prayer. Come with respect. Come as you are.

🔗 RSVP & Details: www.sidaiwellness.org/events
📧 [email protected]

Limited spaces • Family-friendly • Sliding scale

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“The Meeting Place”
Two paintings. 5ft x 3ft each. Acrylic on wood board.
Now hanging at Indigo Café, Bofa Road, Kilifi.

This work explores sacred connection—the balance between movement and stillness, giving and receiving, softness and strength.
The yin and yang.
The polarities of Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine.
A Ta***ic union of energies—where presence meets devotion, and wholeness begins in polarity.

The feminine figure is inspired by Yemaya, the Yoruba Orisha of the ocean—divine mother, protector, and nurturer of all life.

The masculine is inspired by Ogun, the Orisha of iron, earth, and progress—a spirit of strength, clarity, and grounded presence.
He stands not to dominate, but to hold space—with stillness and integrity.

Together, they create The Meeting Place:
A moment of truth.
Where the feminine reaches in love.
And the masculine receives in power.
No chasing. No masks. Just presence.

Painted as a prayer.
Hung as a portal.
Felt as a reminder that real connection begins when we meet as who we truly are.

If you’re in Kilifi, come sit with them.
Let them reflect something ancient in you.

DM for inquiries or reflections.
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Join us on Saturday, May 31st for Rhythm of the Heart, a one-day men’s retreat in Nairobi. A sacred container of movement, breath, spiritual jazz, plant teacher microdosing, healing teas, and honest conversation.

This is for men of all ages and backgrounds ready to soften, strengthen, and realign.

Limited spots.
20% deposit secures your place.
DM or RSVP via link in bio.

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“Money is only a problem if value is missing.”

I’ve learned that when you focus on your true purpose, everything else aligns. It’s okay if my journey isn’t understood by everyone. I remain grounded in who I am and my higher calling. As I continue to grow and evolve, staying true to myself is what guides me forward.

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The older I get …

A friend of mine asked me about my pronouns and what they represent, and it got me thinking, who am I?

I am a heterosexual man who uses both he/him and they/them pronouns. Why? Because I don’t fit into a rigid box of masculinity. I move fluidly between energies, embracing both my masculine and feminine sides as they naturally show up in my life. When I am in flow, intuitive, creative, and present, I feel deeply connected to my feminine energy. When I am leading, building, and taking action, my masculine energy steps forward. Both are equally a part of me.

Growing up in Kenya, this kind of fluidity wasn’t accepted. Like many Black boys, I was forced to suppress my softness, punished for moving in ways that didn’t fit the narrow definition of masculinity. It took leaving, growing, and the deep work of psychedelics to finally embrace who I’ve always been. Now, at 52, I move through life unapologetically, honoring all parts of myself.

Through my retreats, my work, and everyday conversations, I want to create space for others—especially Black men—to explore themselves without shame. Because strength includes softness. Because freedom is embracing all that you are.

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My name is Munderu. I was once a prisoner of my own abandonment. I ignored red flags, sought approval at my own expense, carried unhealed anger and resentment from my parents, shut down when confronted, and remained stuck in deep childhood wounds. I lacked boundaries, formed unhealthy attachments, absorbed the weight of others’ projected abandonment, overstayed in places I should have left, and, at my core, failed to love myself.

But I’ve been free for years now. I no longer crave external validation, nor do I feel empty or desperate for connection. I recognize red flags instantly and trust myself enough to walk away. My love for myself holds more value than the scarcity that once made me chase affection from others. The wounds that once bled so deeply have healed, continue to heal, and are still in the process of healing. Each day reveals new layers, new understandings, and deeper love within me.

The inner child work I’ve done has transformed me in ways I never imagined. When I look back, I do so with compassion. I forgive the anger and rage I once projected onto the world. I now see the lessons in every challenge and the teachers in every painful experience. The blindness that kept me trapped in lack is gone. Sovereignty (something I never even knew was possible) is now my truth. I will never settle for scraps again.

I am here to be of service to those who are seeking—to those ready to heal, to remember, and to reclaim themselves. The path is not always easy, but I walk it with an open heart, knowing that healing is possible for all who choose it.

Asé, Aho, Mitakuye Oyasin

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