I’m tired.And maybe this time I should listen.Maybe this time my body won’t bail me outMaybe the work can wait.Rest is not a luxuryAnd the work is not a savior-If the job requires you to not be humanMaybe its not yours to do.Read more "Ndakaneta"
There is a placeWhere fears are stilledHearts are liftedBurdens are lessenedAnd hope awakened:The temple.We do not go to the templeTo make a name for ourselvesTo have our preferences metOr to have people applaud usFor we are not the ones being worshipped.We go to the templeTo see for ourselves that the story of lifeIs larger than […]Read more "Temple"
Sucks.Time lapsesAnd the lines betweenWaking and sleeping blur-My bed is filled with thoughts of workMy desk is littered with yawns and power naps.Folding laundry is suddenly fascinatingMy eye drifts to my phone incessantlyThe weight of the week lies heavy on my shouldersThe dishes are harder to doEveryone else seems to be throwing a partyAnd the […]Read more "Working Weekends"
Open spacesWholesome roomsWells deep enough to quench thirstFor multiple generations,Food so nourishingIt feeds not just bodiesBut souls.A space that has ceased to beContested for.It is a beautiful thingTo be a given by GodA place to call home-Ground on which to flourishA place on this earthThat is yours to prosper in,A quiet place to rest your […]Read more "Rehoboth"
O to just be happyLiving in this body.To let the sun kiss my faceAnd not just harden it,For the soil to bear up me with kindnessAnd not ruthlessly demand my sweat or my blood,To be held by arms that hold me dearlyIn a world that sees me not as fodder for a corporate machineNor as […]Read more "Black boy joy"
More money will not make the voices stop.Neither will the arms of your biggest crushNor the applause of your greatest critic.The soul chatters incessantlyReminding you how unhappy you are going to beIf things don’t go your wayAnd how hard you need to workFor your ego’s upkeep.It takes a while before we realizeThat we are looking […]Read more "Soul chatter"
We all know the great follyOf expecting things to goAccording to plan.But reality is hard to accept.It does not fall gently in our lapsLike an object we can manipulate,Speed up or slow downAs we see fit.We forget that we are just participantsAnd not the adjudicatorsThat we are a part of historyNot the authors of it.In […]Read more "According to plan"
Into the new week.Last Monday doesn’t have toCast a shadow on this one.The emotional baggageOf failed conversations.Poorly done tasks,And strained relationshipsCan take a steady tollOn your mental health,Melting the weeksInto a multi-episode dramaOf low-grade anxiety and fatigueThat coalesce to form aGrey and formless sludge.Go gently into the new week.Put away the boxing glovesAnd stop the […]Read more "Go gently"
Maybe this idea ofLife with no limitsIs a scam.Yes, we are capable ofA great number of things-But not everything.We want it allBut we will never haveEnough space for itAnd despite the inventionOf video callsWe can only beIn one place at a time.Its unfortunate thatIt usually takes a fewCrash and burnsTo embrace our actual condition.There are […]Read more "24/7 Fallacy"
Are not the ones you takeTo say a heartfelt thank you.They are not in the extra momentsYou spend listeningBefore speaking,And they aren’t among the timesYou take outTo rest and take care of yourself.All too often we workaholics forfeitSimple life-giving actionsClaiming we have no time to waste.Yet often the sweetest treasuresOf our journeyAre not found in […]Read more "Wasted minutes"