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  Photo by Sikiliza follow on instagram @msikiliza It may sound very cliché to say that this moment feels very poignant, but alas it is true.  I find myself more and more taking a new route to unknown destinations …while this unfolding feels right, it is still rather unsettling. A new form of adulting sets in that offers more room to part ways from attachments I have grown accustomed to over time…things, ideas, people…so many ways in which I clung was so unquestionably entrenched in my psyche, it was hard to pry them apart and separate them from my sense of self … I have been internally busy as I reclaim me once more… and with that has come a necessary major surgery of sorts… In my personal life I am quieter, a lot less inclined to respond to everything, every time or be available all the time.  I say no much more and that has been so liberating! I am much more open to surprises that spontaneity offers… I grit my teeth much less as I endure ceding control,    em...

Sleep is taking over My mind slowly ebbs towards that haze space.... This is the moment I have been waiting for all day When my life and dreams fuse into one  f antasy magical world. That paradise where I can be and do as I please...   So where will my dreams take me tonight? To fly and soar in the weightless sky? To the shores of my favourite spot by the lakeshore To that spot on the hilltop I love to sit and look down To a place that is a vastness of peace and silence   An escape from the drudgery of realness Bring these dreams of mine to life Do not rouse me from my escape I pray I never loose my gift to dream, it is my escape.   So long...my journey begins..

Pink Hibiscus, Jinja 2017 So last day of the year, phew! What a ride! This has definitely been a definitive year for me in many ways.  It was tough year for me personally, professionally, physically and politically. But tough is woven in my DNA structure and I embrace all the good, bad and downright horrible things that constantly mould me into who I am. It is also the year I picked up a DSLR for the first time in over two years. My camera eye has been on mute and most of my images have been borne out of my handy phone. Picking this up once more is my way of grieving over loss and hurt and realising that I was holding on tenterhooks of things and people beyond my reach and influence. For the first time in 39 years, it feels good to actually chose to the path of happiness and things that are positive. Its been a rough couple of weeks for me health-wise giving me all kinds of scares and anxieties...but by gods I had a bowl of soup and chicken flakes today and never f...