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Showing posts from January, 2011

Simple Abundance...

Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy! I have owned this book for almost 10 years but each time I turn a page, it is an absolute wonder. Because it is an enriching daily guide for everyday of the year, I have read it over and over again but the desire to take this satisfying journey of discovering my authentic self with inspirational author, Sarah Ban Breathnach, is always soothing.

I’ve always loved the month of February. With it, we bid farewell to a very, very long January- a month most people dread because of the December holiday spending. February is shorter (and quite literally, too).
Not this year, though, for those of us who work in newsrooms covering a typical African election! Things are relatively peaceful now. Three weeks to the elections; we all hope it stays that way. We are not sure. So, amid long hours in the office and crazy deadlines, I need to remind myself who I really am.
And maybe it is the time to get my gratitude journal on track, too. It’s about tim…

Eat. Pray. Love

Katey Rich describes it as an effective and frequently satisfying indulgence, but not nearly as much as the book was, and not as much as it could have been with a little more focus and confidence in its own ideas. Nevertheless, Eat Pray Love is every book lover’s dream (so they say)…if just to make that quiet, weekend ‘Me-Time’ more rewarding.

I doubt if, even Elizabeth Gilbert, anticipated this bestseller phenomenon! Well, I’m not necessarily searching for everything but self-discovery is a continuous journey, serenity and spirituality offers some form of balance, right?
But I must say after reading this book, I still struggle to understand what the hype was all about!

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

Still I Rise You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame