Living with the witch 2

Three weeks gone and I'm sure you are eager to know what my experience was 'living with the witch'. Well my first night was sleep rid as I stayed up waiting to get attacked and oppressed, spending the larger part of the night praying until sleep finally overcame me. I was awakened by a heavy wind that lifted the curtains and shook the door locks, I saw shadows outside behind the window and then whistling sounds from the trees, the hoots and screeches from the owl outside my window, I then began to hear voices but didn't understand what they were saying. It sounded much like a song but had a lot of whistling and brief moments of silence. As my head began to grow bigger,I placed my pillow over my head and coiled to a corner, what was happening to me? 

Just kidding! The wind was caused by the heavy rain about to pour down, the shadow was a neighbor who went out with his girlfriend to probably use the general rest room, the songs, of course, was my neighbor singing in his dialect with yawns and whistling, and the owl was just out for its usual midnight stroll. 

I had a refreshing night sleep and woke up strong. Was it my prayers or maybe been around witches had a positive effect on me?. No it was a wrong perception. Over the weeks I got to know her better and realized she simply had a unique personality and a really nice one at that. 

Be careful before you go all judgmental, concluding and condemning people. This has led to the highest and most critical stages of depression. Victims could become serial killers, withdrawn, and drug addicts. Some confess to crimes they didn't commit and even commit suicide. I am not denying the existence of unseen forces but don't become a seen force aiding their activities of destruction. 

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The School Witch

Do you believe in the presence of unseen forces in our environment? Like the existence of spirits, witches, vampires, werewolves, zombies etc. Scary isn't it? Well in this part of the world; Africa, the belief in such existence is very strong and from my childhood, I was made to believe in their imminent presence and activities within our environment. 

The nightmares and unprecedented winds at midnight that creep or storm our rooms are said to be the handiwork of the unseen forces. Well this was the case in my school.

 A lady had been seen by a few other ladies in their dreams and consequently were said to have been oppressed simultaneously by her. she was therefore tagged a witch

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The rumor spread so fast it was leading to her stigmatization. Meanwhile, the lady in question was not even aware and yes everyone that associated with her, was tagged a cohort member of her witchcraft coven. The religious ones immediately made her a prayer focus. 

But the big question is,if I were a witch would I let the whole world know by appearing to folks and friends in dreams and showing off myself to some weirdo with evil powers knowing the consequences? Is it right to tag individuals with such assumptions knowing what harm it could cause them? How would I feel if I were been tagged with such? 

Well SOMETHING HAPPENED; we were through with our exams and it was time to head out for field work. The field work would last for 9 weeks and had been divided to 3 quarters. Each meant to last 3 weeks. When I arrived the location for the first 3 weeks, all the hostel accommodations available had been taken leaving just one. Here there were no special preferences for ladies. So males and females could live together but with a little privacy though. Everyone had picked their choice roommates leaving the "witch" and her friend as my only options. Now what was i going to do? I had no place to go and no where to stay. 

Watch out for the part 2 of this article. 


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Interviewing a Mad Man!

Madness is when it seems to others that a person has lost touch with reality. When we do things out of the normal like love for real LOL. You would imagine, what I was doing interviewing mad people, but yes I did, maybe in a little controlled setting but yes they were psychotic. Most of them repeated the questions I asked after me,expecting me to give them answers, some stared in amazement,while others just blabbed away uncontrollably. 

But there was this one who had been reported to be beyond control but at that moment was in his best behavior. So I asked him; how do you do it? The reply was amazing, Sir I'm fighting it, because I know I'm not mad.

 

I was stunned by his attitude to his present state and consequently I realized that it doesn't matter how deep we've sunk into the mess or problem we find ourselves in; what matters most is our attitude. If a man who suffered delusion and chronic hallucination still won a Nobel prize award; Professor Nash, then we've got no  excuse. Even the battle of madness can be won with the right attitude. 

Are you giving up on your situation, feeling weary, lacking motivation and drive, are you lacking resource; finance or information, there's no problem insurmountable. But to win you've got to have the right attitude. A positive attitude to life's challenges is one major ingredient for success.  

Don't give up! Fight like my friend. If you want it you must will it and if you will it, it will be yours. 

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Let the Music Play!

Music is one force that undeniably drives a lot of us to expression, either through dancing, singing, writing, nodding and even smiling. It uncontrollably and unconsciously brings out the groove in us. It gives us the freedom to be who or anything we want to truly be. 

You see there is actually a music inside of us, one that reaches deep down into the bottom of our souls, it flows with the rhythm of our heart and influences our unconscious line of thought. This connection embodies all that we are and all we are created to be. In this music lies our true self that bursts with pure, raw unadulterated talent. This happens when we move to the rhythm of the music coming from our soul. This is who we are!

So many today don't hear or feel that music play anymore, they lost it some where along the way. And now they just go with the trend, the routine, the dictate of the world. 

Ever imagined you had a greater purpose? I don't mean delusions of grandeur but some strength, passion inside, seeking expression, maybe needing development or perfection locked inside yearning to burst out? Not saying you were born to be a musician No; it could be you've got a dream but presently you are in somewhere else, some other field that simply doesn't fit your rhythm but you just tag along for reasons that seem worth it; maybe money or acceptance. 

You don't want to grow old regretting your unfulfilled youth. I can tell you; the pain of regret far out ways the pain of decision. Lack of fulfillment could lead to depression, withdrawal and unhappy lives. 

Don't seek it in drugs or alcohol, don't try to run, feeling it's too late. You can still be you if you decide right now. Just let the music inside of you lead you, let the music play. 

Your friend indeed when you need to read.

Stars and bars

Hi there, it’s the scribe again. I missed you guys so badly. How are you doing my dears? While I decided to feast my eyes on God’s beautiful creation. Again and again I found myself staring at the skies; I couldn’t but help notice the awesomeness of the stars, each one holding its position in the sky, so prominent and proudly placed adding their individual shine and uniqueness to the skies.

What a sight I thought to myself; but just then I realized that that's exactly how God made us too. 

When God made us He put in each and everyone everything required for us to live and not survive, to dominate and not be intimidated, to rule and not be schooled. God made us stars in our own respect. He put in everyone a uniqueness that if harnessed would dazzle the world. To some he gave five talents, and to another two and yet to another he gave one but to everyone He gave talents in due proportions. 

You weren’t meant to be a mediocre, a mere passerby or a regular, no you were made champions carved from the finest, most unique and admired materials for your unique kind. When He made everything God looked on it and said it was GOOD. 
Pause for a minute and take a good look at yourself again; you are staring at a star.

But unfortunately so many have chosen to remain locked behind bars; yes bars my friends. So many have been locked behind bars limiting themselves from discovering the true champion embedded in them. When I say bars; I don’t mean prison bars literally; I’m talking about the bars of our minds, I speak about bars of limitations we’ve created for ourselves and those people have created for us.

     Have you been told that you are a failure got nothing to offer,

or that you weren’t good enough. Where you told that your gift or talent wouldn’t strive or that wouldn’t shine? Have you failed a number of times and now you are thinking of calling it quits? Wake up friend, the only way to be a champion is &NEVER EVER ACCEPT DEFEAT, don’t ever stop or relent until your breath stops

No one has the right to place you behind bars, not even yourself because you don’t own yourself. You are built for better and greater. The skies await your shine; your spot still is left bare. It’s time to take position, time to break free of your limitation, time to crush those bars of fear and inferiority. Its time to be the star that you were born to be.

Street lights and street lies

Hi there, time really flies, I hope I didn’t stay away for long? Yea it’s your friend in indeed when you need to read.

the weather was just appropriate for a quiet evening stroll plus the exercise benefit. And so as i took each step on the side walk, thoughts began rushing through my head; we all walk the streets everyday ,except for those who have got to rest, have no feet or can’t leave their seats. There are also those who are afraid of the heat.

Life they say is a journey and we all began at birth and are daily making our way to the end. Everyone is heading somewhere, even if for some it is nowhere. The thought ignites fear in the hearts of many and for others it is a reason to dare.

The journey of life is filled with streets that lead to different destinations; the street you choose to walk would determine where you are heading and your final destination. 

As we walk the streets of life we tend to look out for road signs directions that help us navigate the way to our dream or desired destination.

 The journey tends to be less stressful with the help of street lights that help us navigate right most especially at night . But must I warn you that not only do we have street lights but we also got street lies. 

The street lights are those who have lived exemplary lives and have paved the right paths to success and greatness while there are those whose shine were premised on crime, corruption and so many societal ills. I call them street lies.

To see clearly you must open your eyes, let’s pause for a moment, turn down the volume, drop the speed, switch lanes, and put those phones on silent mode. Its time you opened your ears to listen. Only great people have clones (those who want to be just like them). To be great sometimes you have to break bones, take loans, and go through ups and downs. As we walk through life we all are in some  way clones until we ourselves ascend our  throne, achieve success and become lights ourselves. Whose clone you are would ultimately predict if you’d be a light or a lie, it also determines what throne you ascend. Those I call the greats are those who walked these streets before us, they refused to board buses, take shortcuts, change course or be influenced in their thoughts. The beauty was that the lies on the street they never bought because they knew where they were headed.

Today you and I are on the same streets making our journey through life, the big question is "do you know where you are headed"? 
Friend it is simply about whose path you are following and who might that be? A light or a lie, So many dream of flying high, maybe in a plane but pause for a moment and think; what if the pilot was a lie? A trick, maybe never made it through school, never tried, only lied and now he flies with you high up in the sky, you are bound to crash, thus the reason for many cries

I think it’s time to open your eyes and see, you may ask see what? See the light my dear friends. What would our streets be without street lights? I got you thinking right?

 Well friends I got something to catch, it’s my flight see you again when I get back, back on the streets but until then look out for the lies and be a light.        D scribe.