The year always end with Christmas, that is if you are a Christian or affected by Christianity and the Advent of Jesus’ coming into the world. It also ends without Advent for the non-Christians who engage in an elaborate time of gift giving and partying and a general jollyfication geared toward having as much fun as possible and then some. Those are the two sides of the Christmas coin. at times I have been on both sides of this coin…
A question posed at lunch while in Barnes & Noble. (Bookshops should not have food, though I enjoy the meals, eating in a bookshop destroys the essence and aesthetics of a Bookshop, but never mind…for now). She suddenly looked up from her book and bowl of Mac & Cheese topped with crumbled Bacon and said, “Grandma, what happens to your imaginary friend when you stop talking to it?” Taken aback, I…
She did not burst upon the scene like a meteor, she came in increments like a baby down the vaginal canal, head, shoulders body etc. she came quietly and took her place in the conversation. From that first day that she sucked her first the air in the bedroom where she was born, she did not care to know that her mother who had just agonized to usher her into the world was almost in shock post delivery. Instead, she…
This man was my father, a man I knew very well. A man I knew my entire life, a man who made indelible marks on the character of my life for all the years of my life, a man that I have loved beyond measure. He gave me the best of himself. A man who I was always only an arm’s length away from. This man I called Father. Pops as we sometimes called him in his later years, was…
It is raining. I am not permitted to bring back the Sun. I have no power. Consider the lilies. Their beauty is power. I keep searching for my power. Consider my eyes. They have power. Their power is my joy. I keep searching. I have no power of my own source. Consider the seasons: Summer winter spring and fall. Their power is in my many moods. The power of food- How convenient. My teeth rejoice. Consider…
I AM PERSUADED TO REMAIN IN THE LIGHT. So often I am dragged into dark places. Today I am safely ensconced in a dark place. I feel secure in the rage and gloom, as I am not sure what I am really feeling. Despite Renee Fleming’s entreaties with the “Moon Song”. The music seems only to comfort the mood and wrap it in a safer blanket to keep me trapped. Twice in a seven month period I have had my…
OPINION. Who wants to die? The answer is a unanimous din; no one want to die, we all want to live forever, Heaven knows why! Today, I want to live and I know why. Flimsy the reasons may seem, nonetheless, I want to see the lovely flowers in continuous bloom, I want to see the moon hanging low in the sky, yellow like the yoke of a large brown egg. I…
A CHRISTMAS LETTER, OR A GRAND COMPLAINT? DECEMBER, 2016. Here we are again ending another year. My feelings are complex. I cannot be ungrateful but the misery of 2016 has stuck in my craw. The year was inundated with trials, so many of them flaming towards me out of the blue. Nevertheless, I am very grateful to have been able to tackle them with success. Though I am wrung dry and wondering what the heck else can happen! I…