A gong sounds at 4am. Repetitively. It’s the only alarm clock present; the early birds haven’t even woken up yet. You stir slightly in bed waiting for the seconds to end. Eventually, the gong wins and you open your eyes. It’s the first day of Vipassana meditation. Advertisements
About a year ago I got a Random email from one of my readers (Yeah, that’s what he called it). This particular reader felt like he could write, but found all kinds of excuses not to. I guess he wanted some unsolicited advice.
I really don’t get the hype around the new year. Sure, it’s no longer 2016 and we won’t be writing it down anymore in our notebooks. But isn’t this just a new month, a new day. A continuation of yesterday? Anyway, the new year is the perfect time to reflect upon what happened in the … More Remembering 2016
Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday LaMusicJunkiee… Happy birthday to you! How old are you now?
A few months ago, I interviewed a really big guy over here. A guy so big he fits in an award-winning blog, several Kenyan newspapers, and magazines all at once. How does he do it? He’s got plenty of titles too. A writer, husband, father, imaginary mentor.
This past week can only be described in one word… Heeectic! (Please ignore the smile on my face).
There are some days when you wake up with a huge smile plastered on your face. You’re in a good, no jovial mood, and you don’t know where it came from. But you don’t care because it’s a great feeling. Secretly, we wish all mornings were like that.
Here’s a confession: I have a crush. On this guy. His name, I can’t tell you because that would be cheating. But I will let you know that he’s a poet. (They’re over a thousand poets in Kenya, so good luck guessing).
Mum. It feels so nice to say that word. And to have somebody respond to it. To acknowledge that they are your mum. It feels good. Not everybody has that privilege. The luxury. That’s because they lost their mum at one point. Whether it was just before their 29th birthday. Or right after they turned nine days old.
So a couple of months ago, I wrote quite an emotional piece titled Going through the e-motions. If you haven’t read it yet, you can check it out here. Basically it’s a rip-off of the popular Taking Stock post, but with a fresh new twist. I didn’t think I would do another one like it; hence the lack of “take … More Going through the emotions – take 2