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Tuesday, January 5, 2016

New Year's Resolution: Live In Life's Moments (Dirty Diapers and Baby-Daddy Material)

by K. Omodele @theabeng

Bless up this New Year, bredrin and sistrin!
Resolved- let's all immerse weself in Life's moments. Let's notice beautiful, even intricate things like "the color purple in a field before we piss God off." See, some of we go wheelin' through stretches of life at a million miles an hour, tryin' to make up for wrong-way turns and dashed-way time. But lost time is a thing we can never reclaim, no matter how we try.
Wait! You don't do that? So, it's only me, one, then? Alright...
Sometimes I just have to remind myself to brace and be still within an experience. Live it, breathe it, touch it, taste it, take it in, live within it. And when I do, I wind up creating meaningful-life memories I'll draw up one day like a bucket from a well of knowledge and wisdom.

Like nappies,* for instance. I'm my mother's first son, and child, and I was seven going on eight years old when my little brother came along. By then I was constantly revving to get out the house and go liming** with my ragamuffin friends, them. One day Ma drew down my gears long enough to show me how to fold my brother's diaper (because they were square pieces of cloth then, no pampers), put it on and pin it up before I jammed back into gear again and screeched tires out the door. Over the years I changed his and my sister's nappies a few times.

A few years ago, I was zipping through another patch of life again and made a pitstop with the fiance over my littlest sister's home to visit my then new-brand nephew. After a couple hugs and two talks, Lil Sis asked me to change Nevvy's dirty diaper; but, she was grinning with my girl like it was some sort of challenge; like it some type a daunting mission like she wanted me to go invade Iraq or something so. Silly rabbits...
I un-taped is pamper; wiped, raised him by his tiny ankles, wiped again; discarded wipe; laid new pamper and discarded old; powdered and covered him then taped pampers up- straight, like that. The two of them looked on, amazed. The fiance had whipped out her camera phone, muttering, "Yep, good baby-daddy material right here," under her breath but the video captured her. Please, I am a King!
Don't know why they looked so shocked; I didn't even have to fold and pin.
#creatingmoments

*diapers
**Liming/lime - hanging out, to hang out


Monday, September 26, 2011

Still I Rise: Giving Thanks


Haile Gebrselassie during FBK-Games 2009Blessed Love. Today I begin my New Year and so I man rise giving thanks to the Almighty for granting one more earthly revolution around the sun. In striving for Balance, I realize that this Journey called Life is not a hundred- meter dash but much like a marathon in which endurance is paramount- so I approach the race less like Usain Bolt and more like Haile Gebrselassie - with great stride and diligent pace.

One lesson I've learned is how to cherish moments, even as time rushes by like a tormented stream. I make concentrated efforts to breathe-in, internalize experiences and feel the moments. I am grateful for everyone who shares, or has shared, my journey in some point along the way.

I Arise every time I stumble. I rise, brush off, reveling in this journey, knowing both great joys and pains, embracing the warming sun and facing pelting rains. Mek each experience stimulate growth and development because stagnation is death.

Jah Bless each and every one, collectively.
There are over six billion people on Jah Earth...There is only ONE LOVE!

Build more bridges; less walls and fences. This is my New Year.

"When the truth awakens in you, you can't do anything but accept the truth." ~ Bob Marley








Sunday, April 3, 2011

March 27...(Comfort of Fools)

copyright 2011 K.Omodele for The Abeng

A new beginning...


her sashay graced the catwalk
snatched his thought,
suspending his breath
on a climatic ledge
...
gripped his stone-flint heart
and struck a SPARK!


the river-walk in Augusta
arms en-wrapping arm
skin caressing skin
sun-warmed hearts coddling
prom dates whisper in spring
soft kisses dripping promises
of life-long tomorrows
filled with never-ending,
early-morning pillow talk
and private sabbatical reasonings
interpreting Love and contemplating Life...
love of a lifetime
learning through life, time
growing, graying
soul intertwining soul
...
but
tomorrow
never
came
and the promise
comforted only the fools
Jah knows, their yesterdays crept in the way...

copyright 2011 K.Omodele for The Abeng




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