Sikiliza

For many women-identifying queer-folk, finding and folding in queer spaces is so emancipating. These are spaces to finally breathe, free from constant hostile heterosexist gaze and oppressiveness. In spaces like this love is radical and nurturing and fostered deliberately to undo tightly woven misogynistic arrays – It is women loving other women as a political act. These spaces quickly become a vital life-link for so many who have are broken and battled with rejection, isolation, prejudice, violence and shaming our bodies, identities of non-normative-ness. Queer spaces especially those embracing feminist ideals are viewed as sacred, intense and revolutionary.   More importantly, these spaces are considered safe. Queer spaces morph into our chosen family, our tribe and the place we metamorphose into a validated, transformed, empowered version of ourselves. Sadly, not all queer spaces are safe. Sometimes queer spaces end up replicating the same toxic oppressions...

self portrait - some Sunday, 2017 I just realised today how immeasurable time is. There is simply never enough time it seems to exhaustively say or do something anything right these days really.... I feel like life has whizzed past and there have been many vivid moments I recall, but on the whole it is hard to imagine my life at the face of four decades ... where did time go? It went like a flash.... As I stop and take a moment to appreciate life; I feel my bare heels sink and dig into the ground a little more firmly now. I am more protective and deeply appreciative of everything around me; the colors, the textures, the moments, the feelings. I say to myself, wow awesome, I wish I could stop and pay more attention to this now that I see how valuable and beautiful life's experience can be. Most times though, there are so many competing pressures nudging or pulling me aside that I quickly snap out of the musing. Some of you may know that I psyche up for night school ...

There is this monster we bore and raised called diplomatic immunity that rears its ugly head many a time. Anytime it comes to play it is when the proverbial sh*t has hit the fan…. Recently I came across a disturbing new article that reported that #UNEP employee Alphonse Kambu based in Nairobi from Papua New Guinea who has been accused of physically assaulting his estranged partner Ruth Gakii on Sunday night at Jacaranda estate, as their three-year-old son looked on . The United Nations Environmental Program - UNEP has expressed its willingness to assist with investigations into an incident where one of its staffers is accused of assaulting his estranged Kenyan lover and causing her grevious bodily harm. In a statement to newsrooms, the UN body has clarified that its employees are only immune from prosecution in actions or words spoken during the cause of their duty and not personal actions. The statement came even as police launched investigations into the matter, ...