On the central line on the way home from Westfield shopping centre I encountered a man clutching a can of Stella Artois preaching about Jesus. It wasn’t how he had almost stumbled and lost his balance on the way to his seat which was next to mine (ironically I was praying he wouldn’t sit there). It wasn’t the fist bump he shared with the man sitting opposite or my unwillingness to engage with a man my father would’ve told me to cross the road and avoid. Continue reading “The drunk evangelist…”
As I watched the final speech of President Barack Obama, my throat couldn’t help but join my eyes in an ensemble of grief and sadness. Having never met the man or stepped foot in American soil I could only admire from a screen as he gave his last address as President. It was emotionally moving. The tears halted at my lids and would not give way until he unashamedly applauded and praised the First Lady, his wife, the floods then took over. Continue reading “One last time…”
In short, absence is 2016. I’ve felt overjoyed seeing friends transition from singleness to married life and have been thrown into sorrow with the wave of deaths in Hollywood. I’ve also met some incredible artists in the music world including William Bell, Dobet Gnahore and the Roy Hargrove Quintet, could 2016 be as random as my posts, I think so. Brexit, trump and Harambe, so much has happened that if someone said I could somersault it back to 2015 I would do it. Sadly in the middle of the roundabout I’ve been absent. I woke up yesterday only to realise that Mohamed Ali is no longer with us, when did this happen? Was I still crying over Prince…it still hurts.
Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them – #Shakespeare
Today marks 4 years after i graduated and a couple of months ago ‘Beneath the Canvas’ became 5….what is it about milestones that make us reflect on our successes, failures, good moments and bad? I will tell you one thing, life would be boring if we didn’t have them. This blog started out simply because I wanted to write but now it has formed to have a purpose. The same thing with my degree, Lord knows how much i hated post-graduation blues of no mans land but the degree had a purpose. Even as portugal celebrates it’s milestone and Murry and Serena hold their honour, let’s remember to celebrate ourselves in our achievements. You and I deserve to be celebrated as we leap into part 2 of 2016. God had a plan for us even before we were made so no matter the weather….just celebrate and praise God that you made it this far and the next step will be greater
I saw the golden sands weeping as the sun set its dream of a vineyard far beyond the mirage