Category: Appreciation
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I’d been waiting
for a while now for the other shoe to drop. See shoes come in pairs, after all, and it’s best to keep one’s expectations rooted, in reality, or even to pass begin and go directly to disappointment jail, and its favourite chum, disillusionment. And so I watch you carefully, for signs of your mask slipping,…
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We feed the birds
every morning. Guineafowl. She waits and watches them… And from deep inside my brain I hear David Attenborough’s magnificent sharp whispered narration: The wonder of the truly unique, magnificent, african chicken. She continues to stare licking her lips, longingly, for please, should just once, fate be on her side, and a deliciously steaming hot chicken…
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When (4)
all the chips are down. Well, I know that they aren’t chips exactly, they are checkers, or pieces, I look at you in wonder. There you are just there, in easy arm’s reach. Content in the early morning air, contemplating the surf, the sky, the people going by. We play, I win, yay! Once, mind…
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Her name
is Patricia, and no, she’s not a stripper. She stands tall, firm and strong in her body. Regal, yet playful. Powerful, yet gentle. Easily amused by, and accommodating to the blundering admiration of this random stranger. She shifts her body closer to the makeshift fence. My hands find the delicious coarse hair, the huge stature.…
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When (3)
you fix things I mean, around the house, like the shower head, a twinned door inside my brain opens and I feel. I feel noticed, I feel seen, I feel important, and probably most of all, I feel that I matter, and that my comfort matters to you. So when you fix things, I mean, inside…
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She
combs through the distant trees, the wind. They sway, at her not-so-gentle touch a maelstrom of greys and greens. I watch the sky unfold in the early morning light. Heavy with dark clouds, moody, sullen. Birds arrive, anxious to start the day, they fuss, darting about, gobbling up the yellow grain. I exhale contemplating another…
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A towel
around your head. Sweatpants, a t-shirt, and a freshly washed face. I stare at you standing there in your mom’s kitchen. Totally unaware of the force of nature you are. I see you chopping salad, and I am in awe. Does this woman have any idea, of her power? Her beauty? Her incredible resilience? I…
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A prayer
Today, I am free of fear. Today, I am free of shame. Today, I am free of anger and worry. Today, I am filled with hope, love, light and joy. Today, I am grateful for all I have and experience. Today, I honour my teachers, guides, helpers, and all beings of hope, love and light.…
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And then
you call me because it’s a random Wednesday afternoon and we haven’t talked much today. And my heart soars as I listen to your voice, and hear you smile. And you talk about us, and weekend plans and everyday stuff and your day and even, briefly, the weather. And I lap it up. Smitten. So…
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Obulu
says the man making my coffee exactly so, just right, and to my exact and specific requirement. Obulu says this same man, far from his home struggling with government officials and bureaucratic paperwork as he steadily builds a better future for himself and his family, one smile and kind gesture at a time. Obulu smiles…