The past few weeks I've been residing in foreign countries, and experiencing encounters with humans that I believe were angels. I've began to embrace a vulnerable version of myself and with the changes I've started to view the world differently. I think I might be gravitating towards a new life or something. In 2014 I wanted to leave behind a certain part of myself. I wasn't satisfied with her performance so I had to bench her for a while and work on her skill. We're both trying and we're pushing. Progress is being made and we are getting closer and closer to our goal and ultimately the end result. Action is key to this lifestyle. The more we practice the more we experience that pleasure of life. That life is forbidden in the past and the future. You must be present. It's a life with lights, a camera, and plenty of action, A life where you're financially, mentally and emotionally free-- it's a life that YOU control. A life where kindness is the language the blind sees, and the deaf hears.
I keep gravitating closer and closer to that life. What a beautiful life...
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When I stepped off that plane at Accra airport in Ghana I immediately felt a breath of fresh air, or maybe it was a sigh of relief. Either way, I felt like I had returned home. It was about 16 days shy of a year later since the time I was last there and this time around I brought the one soul that sees and understands this life experience in the same light as me. My best friend, Sir. Derrick [his respectfully given name by children of Grace Masak ]
We arrived in Accra a few hours before midnight. Much like last year, the duration of the trip was spent volunteering (through IVHQ) at Grace Masak Children's Home located in Kasoa, We were out there for a total of two weeks and a half weeks. As I mentioned earlier, I volunteered last year, but this time each experience felt so authentic. The energy, this time around was a lot more welcoming and genuine. I felt connected instead of disconnection similar to what I had felt the previous year as a volunteer or guest. I felt a sense of belonging in every single beautiful city we traveled to and through.
I owe much of the unity I felt among the Ghanaian's to the Politician I was travelling with... Sir Derrick whom likes to talk. A whole lot. He engaged in conversation with just about every single person we crossed paths went. At one point, I considered running him a presidential campaign after having to sit through every conversation he had. He didn't have average conversations either. The conversations were stimulating and empowering. He soulfully connected with the Ghanaian's as if he shared a blood line with them or had known them his whole life. The things I would overhear him and his brothers discussing were uplifting to say the least as I occupied my phone deleting all 42 of 43 selfies I had just taken. Like true kings, they discussed problems, solutions and action.
We began educating ourselves on the knowledge our brothers and sisters had to share with us. We exchanged circumstances, life experience, dreams, and goals too. All similar to those of yours and mine. Conversations that included making ends meet, family structured values, materialism, our children's future, and the most common of them all,surviving.
Different backgrounds but the same trials, tribulations and victories.
We were able to touch a part of the world and have our hearts touched in return.
Some of the things we learned about the Ghanians were that the average income is $60 a month. Which is the reduced income, since the "Ebola scare" That's the income that they barely get by with, yet manage to survive and be perfectly at peace and content.
I constantly drifted off into thought wondering how I would ever be able to survive on that income had I ever been given those circumstances. Then, I would became present, look around and see my answer.
When you don't have a whole lot of anything, you have a whole lot of something.
Something that can save the world. Peace, Unity and Love.
Materialism has completely ruined the human spirit.
In our communities and in our homes.
It's a problems we experience in this country. Our children are missing out on a structured family oriented environment because of the importance we give to things that don't matter at all and don't do anything but play factors in tearing us apart even more than we've already been torn.
I don't mean to come off redundant because I know I've spoken on this before but Ghana gave me insight.
Again.
It gave me vision and it awarded me with appreciation. So I'm going to take my blessings and eloquently share this wisdom with you.
It's about time we got some air play of our version of events.
Life is suppose to be about substance that adds on to the value of life, not decreases the value of life.
It's my purpose to help reclaim our purpose.
Happy Black History Month Yall ;)
boy meets world.
I keep gravitating closer and closer to that life. What a beautiful life...
Please Read All about it...
When I stepped off that plane at Accra airport in Ghana I immediately felt a breath of fresh air, or maybe it was a sigh of relief. Either way, I felt like I had returned home. It was about 16 days shy of a year later since the time I was last there and this time around I brought the one soul that sees and understands this life experience in the same light as me. My best friend, Sir. Derrick [his respectfully given name by children of Grace Masak ]
We arrived in Accra a few hours before midnight. Much like last year, the duration of the trip was spent volunteering (through IVHQ) at Grace Masak Children's Home located in Kasoa, We were out there for a total of two weeks and a half weeks. As I mentioned earlier, I volunteered last year, but this time each experience felt so authentic. The energy, this time around was a lot more welcoming and genuine. I felt connected instead of disconnection similar to what I had felt the previous year as a volunteer or guest. I felt a sense of belonging in every single beautiful city we traveled to and through.
I owe much of the unity I felt among the Ghanaian's to the Politician I was travelling with... Sir Derrick whom likes to talk. A whole lot. He engaged in conversation with just about every single person we crossed paths went. At one point, I considered running him a presidential campaign after having to sit through every conversation he had. He didn't have average conversations either. The conversations were stimulating and empowering. He soulfully connected with the Ghanaian's as if he shared a blood line with them or had known them his whole life. The things I would overhear him and his brothers discussing were uplifting to say the least as I occupied my phone deleting all 42 of 43 selfies I had just taken. Like true kings, they discussed problems, solutions and action.
We began educating ourselves on the knowledge our brothers and sisters had to share with us. We exchanged circumstances, life experience, dreams, and goals too. All similar to those of yours and mine. Conversations that included making ends meet, family structured values, materialism, our children's future, and the most common of them all,surviving.
Different backgrounds but the same trials, tribulations and victories.
We were able to touch a part of the world and have our hearts touched in return.
Some of the things we learned about the Ghanians were that the average income is $60 a month. Which is the reduced income, since the "Ebola scare" That's the income that they barely get by with, yet manage to survive and be perfectly at peace and content.
I constantly drifted off into thought wondering how I would ever be able to survive on that income had I ever been given those circumstances. Then, I would became present, look around and see my answer.
When you don't have a whole lot of anything, you have a whole lot of something.
Something that can save the world. Peace, Unity and Love.
Materialism has completely ruined the human spirit.
In our communities and in our homes.
It's a problems we experience in this country. Our children are missing out on a structured family oriented environment because of the importance we give to things that don't matter at all and don't do anything but play factors in tearing us apart even more than we've already been torn.
I don't mean to come off redundant because I know I've spoken on this before but Ghana gave me insight.
Again.
It gave me vision and it awarded me with appreciation. So I'm going to take my blessings and eloquently share this wisdom with you.
It's about time we got some air play of our version of events.
Life is suppose to be about substance that adds on to the value of life, not decreases the value of life.
It's my purpose to help reclaim our purpose.
Happy Black History Month Yall ;)
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