2/26/2009
From mean to upper limits
A couple of years back when I was a small girl, I couldn’t wait for the months and years to pass by for the day when June 16th would reach and I turn 13 (THIRTEEN)! Be teenage, I couldn’t wait for the years to fly by again and again for me to turn 16 yes sweet sixteen we used to call it and later on to finally turn 18, be an adult, get an ID rule the world……or so I thought. Now am not so sure what I feel about my imminent birthday in another 3 or so months. Maybe am scared of entering the phase that will mark the commencement of my late twenties years or perhaps that's the way it always is when one make’s that change from one age bracket to another like turning 21 or 31 (though i cant ever recall having such a feeling). Am not certain which direction the captain is going to steer the ship once it hits 26!!
Back when I was in primary I couldn’t wait for the day when I would go to high school and after that for the time I would join campus and thereafter for when I could start working and be independent. Now that am there I realise that the demands are greater than what I had ever imagine I was only after the golden eggs but now I need to also take care of the goose. I not only want to make it big and rich, I want a job that satisfies one where at the end of the day makes me feel good and one where I cant wait to be at the next day. This leaves with me with even bigger decisions like which direction to further my education and career, appreciating that we are all unique and successful in our own different ways. Its just not what everyone else is doing Is what makes true significance and adds value to an individuals life.
A couple of years back I couldn’t wait for the day when I would get my own place, regardless of the size and what was inside…all I cared about was being able to open my own place and have no one ask me where am from or why does it look so messed up and so on and so forth. Now I ask myself for how long will I keep paying rent, when will I get a place that I can call mine a real home and what do I need to do to get there. The 'old' and 'motherly' duties that I had neglected back at home I now have to embrace with a smile. The free spirit for disappearing from the house for many weekends has been tamed for now I have to be responsible for me.
I have become more aware of time I can feel it passing by day by day, good thing the swimming and the other small time exercises I do make me feel youthful, brisk, full of life, bouncy and all that. Procrastination is killing me now more than it had before. I need to fight the good battle, awaken the giant inside and work for a bright and better tomorrow.
Just as we grow older with the rising sun each and every morning self motivation and personal inspiration is a virtue that has to take a similar course. The changes in life are dynamic one day you feel like everything is going south and the next day you feel like things are advancing northwards. Everyone has a special way of dealing with life’s dynamism's, at times I refer to my mission statement, at times the inspiration books I read help me to forge on and at times I pour it out on my blog.
I pray and hope you have something that helps you to stay afloat, to redefine you north every so often because without that you'd be lost in this jungle.
2/12/2009
Charismatic leader
To all the big and mighty blog fans out there i hope you find these 10 qualities of a charismatic leader by Robin Sharma insightful (no.8 has really done it for Obama if the below video is anything to go by)
• Be committed to what you are doing
• Look like a winner and act like one
• Have big dreams, a vision and reach for the sky
• Steadily advance in the direction of your goals
• Prepare and work hard at every task you do
• Build a mystique around yourself
• Be interested in others and show kindness
• Have a strong sense of humour
• Be known for the strength of your character
• Have grace under pressure. (John F. Kennedy said that "the elusive half-step between middle management and true leadership is grace under pressure.")
I hardly do politics in my blog but i think my children might one day enjoy this president Barack history in the making moment!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RsWpvkLCvu4&feature=channel
• Be committed to what you are doing
• Look like a winner and act like one
• Have big dreams, a vision and reach for the sky
• Steadily advance in the direction of your goals
• Prepare and work hard at every task you do
• Build a mystique around yourself
• Be interested in others and show kindness
• Have a strong sense of humour
• Be known for the strength of your character
• Have grace under pressure. (John F. Kennedy said that "the elusive half-step between middle management and true leadership is grace under pressure.")
I hardly do politics in my blog but i think my children might one day enjoy this president Barack history in the making moment!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RsWpvkLCvu4&feature=channel
2/06/2009
Dear Cupid
February and all its valentines performances and drama is here again! Aint sure the implications of that since not a single day passes without me receiving a getaway advertisement package for valentines in my mailbox, single and couple dinner invitations are cropping up in my calendar of events, hot parties going down in all the major raving spots and not to mention social work invitations that endeavor to bring a smile on someone’s face the list is endless.
Anyways am done wishing that I could curve out my own ideal man – the work of creation is for the Lord and not mine - so just for the records cupid when you decide to shine that star brightly on me and unveil my Adam at the apt time, beside the handsome, gorgeous, charming, ambitious, compatible, romantic........... etc etc etc man.
I want a man who will appreciate my love and love me back in a faithful way (an extremely monogamous man) the man whose missing rib and the one that am carrying will fit like a jig-saw puzzle - wishful thinking, i know!! someone who we will share a vision, over and above a God fearing man.
A little fyi please make sure we can enjoy each others co and partying, since boredom can just kill!
With luv
Kamama
Anyways am done wishing that I could curve out my own ideal man – the work of creation is for the Lord and not mine - so just for the records cupid when you decide to shine that star brightly on me and unveil my Adam at the apt time, beside the handsome, gorgeous, charming, ambitious, compatible, romantic........... etc etc etc man.
I want a man who will appreciate my love and love me back in a faithful way (an extremely monogamous man) the man whose missing rib and the one that am carrying will fit like a jig-saw puzzle - wishful thinking, i know!! someone who we will share a vision, over and above a God fearing man.
A little fyi please make sure we can enjoy each others co and partying, since boredom can just kill!
With luv
Kamama
2/03/2009
The stranger, the envelop and I
It’s a nice Sunday afternoon am walking in town with my handbag on one arm, food bag on the other arm clutching to my mum’s calendar as I try to hurriedly make it to the stage to pick a bus and go meet my family at my sister school for her visiting.
And an unexpected event just happens, the man walking ahead of me drops an envelop and the man walking besides me swiftly picks it, he apparently makes an effort to call the man but as he’s bit far and too preoccupied by his fast bounce he clearly doesn’t take note of what just happened and he walks on.
My walking mate lets call him Mr.Q turns the envelop the other side and walla money peeps through the clear address portion of the envelop, there is a small note attached to it and he opens it while I the avid spectator looks on in total dismay. The note is clear, it allocates money from different towns in the country and I figure it must some collection from a bus or matatu fleet perhaps being taken to the owner.
The two strangers - Mr.Q and I - who have ‘struck gold’ in this lovely day keep on walking and Mr.Q says its 40,000!! he does some quick math and he says the he will keep 25,000 since he is the one who picked the money and he will give me 15,000 since I was a witness in the whole saga……my hearts skips a bit and there is sheepish smile that I hastily hide am wondering haa is this my lucky day or what 15,000 I didn’t even think there was going to be any splitting here!
The 'gold strikers' keep on walking not looking behind least we look suspicious, we make some small talk I say am going to kencom and l learn that he is going to commercial, Mr.Q asks how and where we are going to do the split and am like that’s easy lets just enter the nearest coffee house do our thing and head our separate way, Mr.Q starts acting jittering he’s like no lets go somewhere that isn’t so crowded since that’s a lot of money and we don’t want to raise suspicion, that reasoning doesn’t make a lot of sense but I agree. There some public toilets right ahead of us and Mr.Q is like I will give you the envelop you go to the ladies and take your cut and you bring back my cut, then I think for a minute and tell him no you to go to the gents and he responds by saying that the gents are not so private then I recall the urinal kind of things and I tell that’s fine bring the envelop.
Mr.Q in his uneasiness starts asking questions, first he asks how much I have and am like am not sure maybe 1000 why? He says just to be sure I don’t mix the money then he starts giving conditions things like please don’t call any one and betray me or run away with the money and I begin to get really impatient since am running late and this deal should be as good as over!
Thoughts start criss crossing my head and I ask myself how comfortable would I be spending someone else's hard earned money? Haven’t I done my monthly budget which if am disciplined enough it will last me till end month? Does manna from heaven fall just like that in this day and age? I have just come from reading about the oil tanker explosion and those who met their tragic and painful death in what seemed like an opportunity not to be missed, a struck it rich moment gone terribly bad!
Mr.Q asks me to switch off my phone so that he can be sure that I will not call anyone once I go with the envelop to the ladies, am now getting annoyed, impatient and this is beginning to look crappy n shoddy at that point I tell him you don't have to share with me anything....keep the money am fine and I walk away and he goes his way. What would you have done?
So I talk to my friend and he thinks Mr.Q was indeed a conman and I share the story with my family and they are like thank your guardian angels because you would have come here tearing after being swindled your little money and other belongings. Looking back I never suspected him to be a conman - how i forgot my mother's advice of not talking to strangers!!
I left because I thought I wouldn’t be very comfortable spending another man’s sweat and I believe the days of manna falling are long gone and we are only rewarded by the hard work of our hands.
Greed is vice which makes many fall into similar traps and it should curbed by all means. In time of crisis and trivial situations it’s what we believe in and our principles that will help us. For me its another big up to my guardian angels!!
‘Better is little with the fear of the Lord, Than great treasures with trouble’
And an unexpected event just happens, the man walking ahead of me drops an envelop and the man walking besides me swiftly picks it, he apparently makes an effort to call the man but as he’s bit far and too preoccupied by his fast bounce he clearly doesn’t take note of what just happened and he walks on.
My walking mate lets call him Mr.Q turns the envelop the other side and walla money peeps through the clear address portion of the envelop, there is a small note attached to it and he opens it while I the avid spectator looks on in total dismay. The note is clear, it allocates money from different towns in the country and I figure it must some collection from a bus or matatu fleet perhaps being taken to the owner.
The two strangers - Mr.Q and I - who have ‘struck gold’ in this lovely day keep on walking and Mr.Q says its 40,000!! he does some quick math and he says the he will keep 25,000 since he is the one who picked the money and he will give me 15,000 since I was a witness in the whole saga……my hearts skips a bit and there is sheepish smile that I hastily hide am wondering haa is this my lucky day or what 15,000 I didn’t even think there was going to be any splitting here!
The 'gold strikers' keep on walking not looking behind least we look suspicious, we make some small talk I say am going to kencom and l learn that he is going to commercial, Mr.Q asks how and where we are going to do the split and am like that’s easy lets just enter the nearest coffee house do our thing and head our separate way, Mr.Q starts acting jittering he’s like no lets go somewhere that isn’t so crowded since that’s a lot of money and we don’t want to raise suspicion, that reasoning doesn’t make a lot of sense but I agree. There some public toilets right ahead of us and Mr.Q is like I will give you the envelop you go to the ladies and take your cut and you bring back my cut, then I think for a minute and tell him no you to go to the gents and he responds by saying that the gents are not so private then I recall the urinal kind of things and I tell that’s fine bring the envelop.
Mr.Q in his uneasiness starts asking questions, first he asks how much I have and am like am not sure maybe 1000 why? He says just to be sure I don’t mix the money then he starts giving conditions things like please don’t call any one and betray me or run away with the money and I begin to get really impatient since am running late and this deal should be as good as over!
Thoughts start criss crossing my head and I ask myself how comfortable would I be spending someone else's hard earned money? Haven’t I done my monthly budget which if am disciplined enough it will last me till end month? Does manna from heaven fall just like that in this day and age? I have just come from reading about the oil tanker explosion and those who met their tragic and painful death in what seemed like an opportunity not to be missed, a struck it rich moment gone terribly bad!
Mr.Q asks me to switch off my phone so that he can be sure that I will not call anyone once I go with the envelop to the ladies, am now getting annoyed, impatient and this is beginning to look crappy n shoddy at that point I tell him you don't have to share with me anything....keep the money am fine and I walk away and he goes his way. What would you have done?
So I talk to my friend and he thinks Mr.Q was indeed a conman and I share the story with my family and they are like thank your guardian angels because you would have come here tearing after being swindled your little money and other belongings. Looking back I never suspected him to be a conman - how i forgot my mother's advice of not talking to strangers!!
I left because I thought I wouldn’t be very comfortable spending another man’s sweat and I believe the days of manna falling are long gone and we are only rewarded by the hard work of our hands.
Greed is vice which makes many fall into similar traps and it should curbed by all means. In time of crisis and trivial situations it’s what we believe in and our principles that will help us. For me its another big up to my guardian angels!!
‘Better is little with the fear of the Lord, Than great treasures with trouble’
2/02/2009
Thy Daily Prayer
Dear God, I am weak and on my own I cannot make it. I thank you for another morning, another day, another beginning, am honored and blessed to be here today a reminder that I still have work to do.
A lot is happening around me, I am reminded day by day that life is precious and extraordinarily fragile, the evils of our society haunt me but I cling on to the fact that your mercies are new everyday and my guardian angels work round the clock. It’s a new and blessed day a chance to make the world a better place.
Father renew my strength and give me the energy to do what I have planned for today and more so the wisdom to do it well and diligently.
I am grateful for my friends and family fill my heart with love that I may appreciate them with renewed zeal and zest, help me mend broken relationships, make me an instrument of peace and forgive me my inequity's. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow is not mine all I have is the present.
A lot is happening around me, I am reminded day by day that life is precious and extraordinarily fragile, the evils of our society haunt me but I cling on to the fact that your mercies are new everyday and my guardian angels work round the clock. It’s a new and blessed day a chance to make the world a better place.
Father renew my strength and give me the energy to do what I have planned for today and more so the wisdom to do it well and diligently.
I am grateful for my friends and family fill my heart with love that I may appreciate them with renewed zeal and zest, help me mend broken relationships, make me an instrument of peace and forgive me my inequity's. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow is not mine all I have is the present.
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