Life · Philosophy of Life

A Lesson in The Bug…

I think that I’ve been bitten by the bug of a thought following Linda’s earlier prompt for SoCS.

Does the saying that ‘the early bird gets to eat the fattest worm’ ever bug you a bit? Well, it does bite me in the butt now and again. Sometimes I feel that I’m late for lifes’ party and that the early birds before me have harvested the best and the fattest worms, leaving slim pickings for those of us who made it late.Related image

When my thought pattern begins to go down this route of ‘woe is me and regretting time lost’ I painstakingly drag it back to the present firmly reminding myself of a couple of common Igbo adages that say, ‘when someone wakes up is their morning,’ and ‘the first house built on the street is not necessarily the finest.’

Reminding oneself that the land is still green and full of harvest and that the Earth is abundant for every one of us is not cold comfort or living in a fool’s paradise. It is true. However, it is based on your perspective.

Our reality is what it is, but our reality is equally what we can make it ‘to be’ if we want it badly enough. Constantly comparing our circumstance to that of someone else who seems to be thriving better simply exposes us to the evil twins – envy and jealousy – and allowing these two to occupy free space in your heart never bodes well for anyone.

I would say that as life keeps evolving, just wear your dancing shoes. Today’s early bird might become tomorrow’s hunters’ prey, so stop fretting about being late for lifes’ party and simply start your own party, there will always be enough guests to invite.

Jacqueline

Philosophy of Life · Poetry/Poems · Quotes For You

What My Mama Said To Me…17

Wisdom, Mother Knows Best, Proverbs, Mother and Child

Mama said to me, baby,
it’s always a waste of your time pulling others down
‘cos you’ll end up beneath them.

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Jacqueline

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Poetry/Poems · The Daily Post

The Little Flame..

The Fire within, Anger, Poetry, Rage, Minor and Major, Burning

 

Our silence sufficed. We thought that

if we didn’t talk about those micro things

that made us uncomfortable,

they would disappear.

 

So, we walked the fringes of invisibility.

Hiding our thoughts from fear and shame

hoping that no one notices

the tears running down our face.

 

Our silence became brooding anger.

Micro things became macro things

and in the fringe of invisibility, we plotted;

fueled by the stokes of little flames.

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Jacqueline

An Igbo proverb says, ‘when we overlook the small pot, it puts off the fire.’ Never underestimate the little things, for they can become the big things.

The Daily Post – micro

 

Parenting · Quotes For You

What My Mama Said To Me…16

 

Wisdom, Mother Knows Best, Proverbs, Mother and Child

Mama said to me, baby
never go borrowing
those things meant for others

or

be prepared
to live with the discomfort
that accompanies them.

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Jacqueline

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Parenting · Poetry/Poems · Quotes For You

What My Mama Said To Me…15

Wisdom, Mother Knows Best, Proverbs, Mother and Child

Mama always said to me, baby,
always search inwards first,
as deeply as you can bear to dig in;

‘cos most times
the answers we scurry around to find
lies latent within us.

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Jacqueline

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Life

I Pause To Play..

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and my roller coaster crashed!
it came to a jarring halt
my mojo kinda left my heart
pursuing green paper to pay the bills
with little time to sleep a wink
several hungry mouths to feed
my brain almost has no time to think
the greenback has become the king
the king of this jungle called life
I need to get my mojo back

Please forgive my tardiness in responding to your comments. I’m usually not this rude but like my people would say ‘something bigger than the cricket has entered the crickets mouth.’

My life has been a bumpier ride of late, events beyond my control have been trying to take the drivers wheel, but I refuse and trying to get back the grip. I took a pause so that I can get back into the game asap. I have taken odd jobs to keep body and soul together as I ride the rough tide. All is well with me, yet turbulent.

Be well and I’ll be reaching you soon. I miss you.

Jacqueline

Poetry/Poems

What My Mama Said To Me…12

Wisdom, Mother Knows Best, Proverbs, Mother and Child

Mama said to me, baby,
you can’t stand on the ground
and be pointing up at the ripe palm nuts,

You must be willing
to get your fingers stained with oil palm
in order to enjoy its succulence.

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Jacqueline

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Poetry/Poems

What My Mama Said To Me…11

Wisdom, Mother Knows Best, Proverbs, Mother and Child

Mama said to me, baby,
grumbling from Jericho to Jerusalem
is never going to make your dough rise;

not when you’ve failed
to add much-needed yeast
and to give it the required kneading.

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Jacqueline

In essence, life is more of what you put in it.

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Poetry/Poems

What My Mama Said To Me…10

Wisdom, Mother Knows Best, Proverbs, Mother and Child

Mama said to me, baby,
there comes a time when
you’ll tell your goat
to stop giving its milk for free,

‘cos a neighbour
used to getting free milk
will never purchase his own goat
instead, he’ll milk more to make cheese.

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Jacqueline

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Poetry/Poems

What My Mama Said To Me…9

Wisdom, Mother Knows Best, Proverbs, Mother and Child

Mama said to me, baby,
this life is a marketplace
filled with useful and useless goods,

what you fill your basket with
determines how profitable you’ll be
at the end of your purchases.

©

Jacqueline

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