Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Purpose Driven Project – Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Project dreams of your life as vividly as you can into your mind like a 9D cinema that they are imprinted into every fiber of your being. Let every waking moment find you rising up with a purpose that even the failures in your path serve as projectiles that fuels and fires you up to keep going after your dreams.

Experience keeps teaching me that our lives are not projects full of checklists but an experience with lots of vicissitudes yet when we come to this humble understanding that how our life pretty much turns out is dependent on how we transform these sometimes daunting circumstances that life tosses our way and indeed that sometimes we have to aim at living a Purpose Driven Life by applying rules of project management to achieve the success we seek for.

Our approach also involves a clear avoidance of projecting our failures on someone else and using them as a lame excuse to justify our shortcomings. Doing so is simply giving up ownership and responsibility of our lives to someone else.

Would you feel safe transferring a sensitive project that its result determines and defines your success into the hands of someone else?

Your life is your project so, what’s your answer?

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Jacqueline

Project – SoCS

P.S. My consciousness has been constantly focused on following my dreams maybe because I keep reminding myself that time is too short to waste it and interestingly one good thing that I find about SoCS is that the prompt we receive each weekend from Linda has a way of tuning into my present thoughts. You are invited to join the fun.

Rononvan's Weekly Haiku Challenge

Little Secrets…

Flower buds

Nature unveils its’ beauty secrets

even the burning sun

can’t stop the darling buds.

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She yearned secretly for him

her passionate desire

hidden and smouldering in silence

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Better burn it all

lest the secret leaks,

it’s knowledge destroying many.

ξ

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge – Secret & Burn

Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

How Do We Explain This?

How on earth do humans forget so quickly that xenophobic history continually repeats itself? I thought that like is commonly said that experience is the best teacher should have taught us hard earned lessons by now that hate is such a destructive fuel that divides and dehumanizes?

How can we explain recent wicked acts that are perpetrated in civil society? How can we condone these things as though they are normal?

Watching recent vile, vivid videos about Xenophobic attacks in South Africa – acts of hatred perpetrated by black South Africans on other African natives residing over there, people from Nations who stood by South Africans through Apartheid – where the perpetrators cite the lack of jobs in their community as the fault of non-indigenes who have taken all their jobs. A particular video making the rounds issues a serious warning of more attacks if the non-SA residents don’t leave in the next 14 days.

I wish that my brain could unwatch these despicable acts of horror. How exactly do these specimens of homo sapiens live with themselves after their deplorable acts?

My mind hovers on the current situation in the States and I fear for the degeneration of situations. Some may have not seen the documentary, but an underground network of sanctuaries is sprouting up anonymously in the US by concerned citizens who want to help victims caught up in the ICE windstorm.

Does this not bring the underground railroad set up for slaves to mind? Are we retrogressing or what?

How have we forgotten the horrors of the holocaust, the annihilation of the Native Americans, the bitter fruits of slavery still being harvested till today? How do humans make such poor students and such horrible mistakes?

I am still struggling to understand how hate can consume the mind so much that all reasoning fails. Sometimes, I wonder if people fail to realize that none of us will get out of here alive. That the piece of red earth we fight tooth and nail, kill and maim others for will still fall to the termites?

How far are we willing to degenerate before we can rise up and say enough?

We are better than this. We are one human race and I hope someday that we’ll realize this somehow.

Jacqueline

SoCS – How

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Swelter… Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge

For a change, the UAE weather in the past week’s has been cool and almost chilly enough to wear my boots and sweaters. I am loving it and wish the heat will not appear too soon. On that note, for Ronovan’s weekly haiku challenge prompt ‘Sweat & Heat’ I offer below:

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Let’s enjoy the present UAE cool weather

 before its’ notorious heat reappears,

and we get all hot and bothered.

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Under the sweltering heat of Middle-East sun,

the labourers sweat profusely,

gulping gallons of lifesaving water each day.

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Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Rononvan's Weekly Haiku Challenge

Evergreen…

On this valentine’s day and with Ronovan’s haiku prompt ‘eye & fade,‘ my thoughts drift to my dad.

He would have called me by his special name for me just to say happy valentine and to ask after his grandchildren. I miss him sorely.

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Though I haven’t set eyes on you

in three long, painful years,

my hearts memories of you never fade.

Jacqueline

Rononvan's Weekly Haiku Challenge

The Power of Love

Ronovan is showering us with loving prompts this season. I am loving it.  😉

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The power of love

simply lights up your life,

use it every day.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Love & Light – Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge

Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Hair You Go – Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Splitting hairs is simply not my thing. It’s a time-wasting effort to quibble over petty stuff that adds no real value to my life. Moreso, now that I realize the value of my time, I have no time to be an armchair critic or to sit in a highchair and pontificate over other people’s lives, when I can get up and go do things that are more elevating as long as they are not so hair-raising enough to curdle my blood in fear, which brings me to my hairstyles and me. 

Over decades my hair has evolved from one hairdo to the other, that I doubt if I can even count the number of times it I’ve worn it in a different way. I’ve had a crew cut, low cut, Shalamar cut, bobbed it, Jheri-curled it,  grown it out, permed it, wore afros, braids, weaves, tinted, coloured, bleached, the list is endless.

Each point in time, I enjoy the God-given adornment on my head and the alternating hair this and that. Afro hair is not as easy to manage, as the Caucasian hair thus you find Black women don’t joke with their hair in the least. They spend tons of money on hairdos and half of their lives in hair salons.

We also have lots of bad hair days when you wake up cross-eyed and have to spend sufficient time before the mirror trying to get the hair to behave itself. I got tired of all the hair works and indulged in a major hair cut sometime last year taking off the perm and growing a natural afro. Now, I have my hair in

Now, I have my hair in fabu-locks and they are going to stay this way for some time to come. I am totally enjoying the freedom the new hairdo allows me. Now I spend far less time spent in any hair salon and have no need to worry about bad hair days.

Well, enough hairy ramble, I got to run along. I promised to take my children somewhere today and they are literally in my hair bugging me to get going. Enjoy your weekend.

Jacqueline

SoCS – Hair

 

Rononvan's Weekly Haiku Challenge

Keep it cool. Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge

Well, well, this week’s haiku prompt ‘Blow & Please’ simply made me think of all the recent politically stirred madness going on out there.

Let’s keep calm people, these trying times will surely pass.

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Please, keep calm, don’t blow your lid,

for a broken, sick mind

is certainly not that easy to repair.

A dictator has lost his senses

please, fetch the doctor

before he blows us all up.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Rononvan's Weekly Haiku Challenge

Silent Flow

For some reason, when I saw Ronovan’s Haiku prompt for this week, my thought went to resilience. We may be making efforts and at first, it seems like nothing is happening, but with persistence, we will certainly see good results.

We may be making efforts and at first, it seems like nothing is happening, but with persistence, we will certainly see good results.

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Though silent still waters flow

with persistent effort

it tears down hardened rocks.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Let’s Not Throw Stones – Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Glass houses shatter and everyone inside gets cut with the jagged shards.

Today’s prompt ‘glass,’ for SoCS made me think of the saying about people who live in glass houses, yet they are busy casting aspersions and throwing stones at those who live in brick houses or even no houses at all.

It made me think of my so-called classy, fine folks. Evangelicals who look into their looking glasses like the wicked stepmother and adjudge themselves as the very best of humankind, meanwhile the milk of compassion and empathy runs dry in their veins.

They hide their hypocrisy, prejudice and multitude of sins under falsehood, spouting off biblical quotes twisted to suit their purpose and case in time.

They spend valuable time picking specks from their neighbours’ eye’s yet huge logs of sin occupies their souls and front yard.

These modern days Evangelicals remind me of the Pharisees – the ruling class – who crucified Jesus. They hated Jesus not because He called them names, or called out their hypocrisy, but because He threatened their security, their prestige and their income. He was going to ruin everything they had worked so hard for and would get everybody killed.

Doesn’t it sound a bit familiar? Today, we have brokered uneven peace around the World. I wonder how long our glass houses can hold up?

I am a Christain and my believe is that the practice of my faith is not a Religion. It’s in the way that I would treat my fellow man.

I want to be able to look into my looking glass and see beyond the mirrored image before my eyes’. I want to see a clear image of who I am, when no one is watching, inside my closet.

The true reflection of a man is not that image that’s mirrored before his own eye’s, but the reflection of his soul. This is the reflection that I want to see through the glass.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

SoCS – Glass