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For those who already knew, and those that are finding out now, yes I did. I climbed Mt.Kenya. And trust me, in my view, I think this is a lifetime achievement. Or maybe not, because, this is what has made … Continue reading Hiking Mt. Kenya, the Highs, Lows and the In-Betweens: Part 1
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So….Ofsol has been a bit dull…let us refurbish it…. Continue reading New Look
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I stand here in tears, But unashamed, Never unloved. Moved, Broken, But the pieces begin to gain strength. I’ll let this dream Lead me on, To the ends of the earth. After all, I’m I still not the daughter of the universe? Still belong to the one who made the universe? Never will I be ashamed of my sex, Born a fighter, And I will be thither Continue reading Daughter of the Universe
I had never been to the coast until this Malindi trip. I couldn’t wait to meet the ocean. But it was the first time I saw the ocean that melted my heart. For a moment, I took it all in. It was like a giant mountain of water on the horizon. It was beautiful. At this point, all I wanted was to stare at this body mass in awe and wonder.
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I have been meaning to write this for a long time. But in between work, rest, self-care etc, I have wondered whether I even should. I initially wanted to write about being left out or being unnoticed, but there was … Continue reading Unfinished symphonies
Well, for a while, I have gotten to be part of a bi-weekly online event called “The Table Online” hosted by a friend. A place where we shared our stories and how we were grappling with life amidst Covid-19. The … Continue reading A place at the table
Poor artist, Look at the pain and angst within, Like a couldron it simmers at first, Then the Celcius and Farenheit kick in, And the volcano is not a first. Poor pen, I am afraid you might melt at … Continue reading The pain, the pen and the muse
I want me a world where I am not conscious of my skin, my tribe, or the biological parts that make me female. I want me a world where strength, confidence, and wit are feminine traits too. I want me … Continue reading I want me a world
The Broken Road, Is all it feels like – a load. Looking to offload, but like a Toad, the hops never lead to an abode. Live with heart, Yet it feels like hurt, When the heart is hurt, When … Continue reading The Broken Road
Look at what she’s done, But before you she comes undone, A product of all that has been said and done, But after all is said and done, And life is done, Will all there will be be done? … Continue reading Treasure in jars of clay
So, yesterday I watched this animation (I love the creativity in these stuff) called Bigfish and Begonia (you should watch it). And as usual, the literary part of me is always left thinking about it for a while. I went … Continue reading Fragile frailty
Hello people, today I want to share with you my rendition of a song by Mark Schultz called “He’s My Son” that i like to sing. It’s become a favourite over time. So here are the original lyrics: I’m down … Continue reading Can you hear her?
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