True relationships

We met on a rare occasion, no intent at all A cheerful smile and friendly sincere embrace was meant only to be that; But today long after we met I find myself on every waking moment thinking about this stranger. A stranger who share a few ideals as I, why am I being haunted by you. The struggle to let go of something I never had and yet still fighting to hold on. The thoughts of us doing the things that friends do breathes comfort to my heart. It's my fantasy and somewhere deep down I hope will come true. Telling you this now will relieve me from this hold you have on my thoughts. It feels right yet painful. Can something feels this be good yet cause pain? Embracing what I feel because I'm ready to let go and move on from this unreal affair. Living with you for all this while in my thoughts now I shall let go gently as much as I can. I ask for nothing because I know there's not much to give and neither do you. My world is gifted with treasures of love yet I have thi...

I look to see for whats its worth when he called out to me," Aunty! Aunty!" Maldo is always pranking the adults in the house so we all got used to him. I remember one afternoon while his mom was at the back of the yard roasting breadfruit on the outside coal stove, Maldo ran up to her hysterically screaming "oh my gosh, oh my gosh! Mommy there's a lizard on the back of your shirt! His mom being afraid of lizards, frantically jumped up and stepped into the burning coal fire where the breadfruit was being roasted and hurt herself. Of course, this was one of Maldo's prank which caused a great deal of panic and anger that afternoon. He seemed remorseful and penitent at the time; however, that was short lived. He seemed to enjoy every moment of his pranks never mind the frustration they caused. There were 8 of us living in the family house. Our mom and dad, my sister and her family of four. Maldo was my nephew the second of two kids for my sister. He was 10 ye...

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Let me ride the waves of success until my beating heart decides to stop. Give me your blessings so that I might fly mindlessly without worry to a place where like minds thrive. If time allows as well as you I could take you on the journey with me to experience the surreal ness  of my flow. On one condition if I might add, that you lift your mind from gutters of worry and defiance to allow the flow to glide within. There's no  comfort in self torture as this will kill the soul. The gods of success can't have their way when gutters of worry prevail. There might be struggles of both worlds with the stronger conquering all. So I say, be mindful of that worry within but don't let it linger long. Refrain from that which vex the soul and plunge it into damn. Cling to that which is good and  success with you shall dine. The Power of Discipline is an excellent read, which delves into how to use self control and mental toughness to achieve your goals.

Over the last couple of years my life has been a constant rollercoaster - from one challenge to the next. Was it fun? Some of it. However, what I know is that they have made me stronger and taught me lessons I could not have learnt in a classroom. With my desire to become a story of success for myself and family. I am inspired to achieve goals I set.  Education was at the top of 'things to do list' and balancing the demands of family life, businesses and school came with their own challenges. Having to deal with a teenage son was I think my greatest challenge. When your child looks at you and say 'mommy you were no better than me, when you were my age'. It just hits you, at least that struck me and I had to step back and analyze and go into retrospect. Rebellion is a sword of contempt for parents which breeds anger and resentment to whomever dishes it. Disrespect on the other hand destroys a good spirit. Together these negative energies took a toll on my sense of ser...

Eternal Father bless our land - Jamaica "Land of wood and water". The path to independence pretty much started from around 1945, right at the end of World War 11. During this period there was a move by the British Government to relieve the country from under its rule as being a crown colony and into an independent state. On August 6, 1962, the country saw the last of the Union Jack which is the national flag of the United Kingdom being lowered and replaced by the Jamaican Flag - The black, Green and Gold! What a celebration this must have been! The journey to independence was harsh and fatal for many of the natives - the Arawaks and Tainos who lived on the island. This was so as the people were constantly fighting those who sought to; and managed to capture, claimed and ruled the island which they inhabited. The natives were enslaved by their capturers. The island was first invaded by the Spanish voyager/explorer Christopher Columbus who landed in the island in 1494 and t...