Tag Archive | My Life

Voilà- Echoes of my neighbourhood

My echoes of the week have been between slow running through life and fast sprinting to catch up with time trying to keep the loose ends tied up.

A better part of my week has been spent at Alliance Francaise, Dubai. I have a French Translation proficiency test for a program that I am considering and my French is getting a bit rusty from insufficient use;

donc j’ai decidé d’aller à l’Alliance pour quelques jours pour faire un peu d’immersion (therefore, I decided to go to Alliance for a couple of days for intensive catch up).

I am partial to things French and since I can’t go to France right now, let me enjoy the ambiance of little French around me.

Back to class. What are you up to?

Bon journée

What stays in? Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

I am half-awake, floating in and out of sleepiness with random streams of thoughts parading in and out of my mind in a sporadic fashion. My mind is besieged by many things outlined on my to-do list and I make a mental note to look at each with more perceptive eyes.

What stays in and what gets weeded out or shoved to the bottom of the list?

Arrgh! I feel like opening up the lid of my thoughts to let out some steam and to let in some fresh relief. 24 hours seem not enough these days – once the Sun comes out, the day races past and before you can say Jumping Jimminikins – it’s night time.

I read somewhere that sometimes you should find a spare space where you can scream at nothing and no one, but just to let the pent up emotions out. I think that should be fun.

Now back to my rambling thoughts, work on fresh posts for my new site, write my SoCS, curate photos for the gallery that I’m setting up, cook some porridge beans, socialize a bit online, listen to the news with half an ear, fill out some affiliate forms online, go for grocery shopping, write a chapter in my book, ……endless blah, blah, blah

Nothing that I can chuck out for now, apparently everything stays in.

Oh well, let me go and say hello to my guests at my Blog-O-Ween party. Are you stepping into my party? Come and check it out 🙂

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Linda gave us the prompt of in/out for today’s SoCS and all I could think of are the thoughts dancing in and out of my head. You could join SoCS.

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Living in the diaspora…


Having lived in several cities
from Africa to Europe,
North America to UAE
 each city has left pieces of itself
embedded in my heart.

I embrace wherever I go with enthusiasm
and allow the people and culture of the city
to engrave themselves on my soul
that leaving them behind
always leaves me wistful.

To migrate from one city to another
is to have different fragments of you
diversely divided till the framework of who you are
becomes as colourful
as the United colours of Nations


© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

When you buy my book, you support me in an invaluable manner.


She is amazing at describing love and life in her poems. She creates such beautiful images with her words. Truly, she is a talented writer and I’m so excited to have her poetry book and to continue reading through it.


Out of the silent breath

That’s me waking up this morning….well sorta

It’s already weekend this way

And a Spring break weekend too!

I tell ya, it feels good 🙂

Now let me grab me some munchies.

Have a great weekend y’all.

This Is Who I Am….Streams of consciousness Saturday.

This is what it is and I have come to accept that. When I was younger, it was a bit difficult to really describe who I was or am and what I am all about.SoCS badge 2015

I can get quite wrapped up in my books and in make-believe Worlds that open up for me in the pages and I find beautiful contentment from that.

Being around lots of people gives me pleasure and I would be the life of the party. Mingling, laughing, dancing and all the merry-making, yet in the background of all this, is some still brook that runs deep inside me. A reserved person looking from the outside.

This different personalities that inhabited one soul, confused me a bit in the younger years of still trying to find myself. I thought that I had to fit into a mold.

That I had to be x or y, black or white, this or that. That I had to be either an extrovert or introvert and every other label that people put out there to pen everyone else.

My mother would say that I was the most quiet child she has when we were growing up, with an acute sense of responsibility, yet at the same time, she would equally say that I am one person that would arrive and would be welcomed as many. ‘When she comes in, we say you people are welcome.’ A one woman riot squad.

In the early days, I never quite understood these things and struggled to fit into one caption or the other.

Now, I am older and wiser, I embrace the me who is a bundle of eclectic this and that and I have ceased with the defining.

I accept and love the me who rages like a wild-fire yet burns in peaceful flames.

The cool sophisticated lady with the blend of a gypsy, wild child.

I admire the me who loves colours in splashes of vivid brightness and the calmness of cool pastels. Who has a myriad taste, yet particular.  A me who reads like an open book, yet with curling smokes of mystery.

This is me who loves noise and quiet, who embraces life with zest and calmness. A bundle of contradicting this and that.

No more definitions!

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Today’s SOC’s prompt asking us to write about this and that had me looking around for a few minutes then I realized that I am an epitome of lots of this and that.