June 25, 2011 Obara Meji 47Comment

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Love is the single most significant element of happiness. Love is the strongest emotion, it rivals hate, as in good and evil but hate although strong will always buckle under the strength of love. Love can conquer, and it is an emotion that needs not words, in fact it is best expressed through actions. Love is sought after by all, and no matter the hardest heart the show of love can crack it to get through and once this happens, that Jezebel or Devil becomes soft kitten or a gentle giant. Love sets fire into the eyes when those eyes are set upon the person who is loved. It gives a warm fuzzy feeling, sometimes a little scary, because the thought behind those feeling is I would give my life for you. When a dad sees his new-born for the first time, he feels the need to protect this little person for the rest of his life, his heart swells to see what he has produced and so when he looks at the child and knows that this baby is his own flesh and blood it evokes in him a feeling of protection, and for the rest of his life he watches and protects the child well.

Love is loving your mother and father or grandparents, the care giver you have known since you were born, this person who feeds you, clothed you, send you to school, hug you and tell you how much they love you. The love that is shared between parents and child is indescribable, it is binding and very hard to break, and even if it falters a little  for a time it eventually mends itself.

The love between a man and a woman, (I am talking about true love), is passionate, it’s strong it weakens (in a good way), one for the other. When I was a young little girl, before my teens, probably age twelve, I remember my first crush, his name was Eric Hamilton, he lived on my block and he was older than me, I think he was possible eighteen years old at the time. Everyone in my neighborhood liked and respected his family. Eric was a prize to the family , he was a very bright student and at sixteen had graduated from High School and had received full scholarship to some prestigious university.  He was friendly, and nice and would always say hi to me when he passed my gate on his way home. I don’t remember when it happened, but I began to feel very strange whenever I saw Eric. Whenever I saw Eric, I wanted to hide if I was not properly dressed, my heart would race at the mention of his name,  when I saw him my heart would skip a whole beat. I dreamt of him every night and whenever he said hi to me the world stopped, I became deaf for a moment and hot. I would become  almost faint, stuttering I just became an all around fool.

I had a friend, her name was Betty she was a little older than me, I confided in her that I loved Eric, I think she told him because his smiled was different whenever he saw me. He would stop and talk to me a little, at least he would talk my tongue was tied. What is interesting about my story is, One Sunday night I was in my house watching the television, I had been outside earlier and I had seen Eric who was heading for the pool hall around the corner. My mother was sleeping, it was about ten at night. All of a sudden I heard gunshots fill the night air, I jumped up and ran to the door heading for outside, my mother who was awakened by the shots stopped me and asked me where I was going, she said no one should run outside when shots are being fired. I shouted “Mommy I have to go, Eric has been shot”!, I ran outside to see people holding up Eric who was shot. They were all in the pool hall when it was robbed, the robbers before they ran fired shots and Eric was hit in the jaw. He recovered, thank God, but the love that I had for him was so powerful, that I instinctively knew he had been shot, even though I was not where he was at the time. That type of love does not come often and a person may be lucky to find it once, the bad thing about it is that sometimes when it is found it is not returned which leads to heart-break . Love – GOD”S GREATEST GIFT TO US.

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Life regarding relationship sand love has never been fully satisfying for me. Why? Because what I want I have not yet gotten. Here I am a man/woman who wants to give himself/herself totally to a woman/man deserving of me. That is very difficult to find because we are not raised here in the west to understand how to handle this type of love.

That is where Orisha and Ifa (African Traditional Practice) and ancestral reverence comes in to teach us and soothe our  urges and calm our natural desire to want to give and feel love. That feeling you get when you cannot sleep without thinking about the one you love. That is priceless. I must have it and I must have it for myself.  As men/women not many of us are willing to give our all when this love presents itself in our lives. I am going to change that. I can only speak for myself. I want it, and I will do what it takes to get it and keep it because I will not be alone for the rest of my life, and the only way I can be happy here is if I am in that world created by the one that loves me and the one I love. That place where the world becomes slow when we see each other. People may be screaming at us but we are deaf and only hear and feel each other’s heart beat. The eyes are the windows to our deep thoughts and they expose the intentions of our heart.

I want to be in that place. And I will be. My road to finding Orisha and my ancestors has been a challenging one at times. No matter how hard the challenge there is a way to get over it and come out a winner. I have learned that. Orisha and my ancestors will lead me toward the love that I want and need. They have only been preparing me for the great future that is ahead of me. For when that starts, (it has already begun) I am trusting of Orisha and the ancestors and know that no matter what the situation I will overcome it. That is what they wanted to teach me all along.

My bones are filled with determination once again, I see a goal. I am going to achieve it, and not only achieve it but I am going to keep it, and create the world that I will put my spirit at ease.  To be continued.We are what our thinking makes us

We are what our thinking makes us…..Yoruba Proverb

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Rayne888
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one sorry. fingers too fast. lol

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Sorry late for this blog. Hello ad good night everynone.

Gog3tt3r
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mi is here did guh tek a mid day nap

Maniac
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Yes iyah….mi ah gwaan read….gg whey yuh deh?

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Like mi sey Opti….Hope you find the love you looking for…yes Vengeance belongs unto the Lord, but mi nah mek nuh bwoy harm mi….memba I was talking to HIS BROTHERS, not him…..was I supposed to let him humiliate me in public and douse me with his liquor? Hell No!!!

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Quite true Obara….both men AND women are guilty of this….

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Same soh gg….all wid foot kak up pon dashboard

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Opti, I sincerely hope that you find that one..

Gog3tt3r
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Opti1 me mean every word mi say.. nuh man nah get not a luv from mi.. mi will like dem and like dem alot but that a weh mi draw d line….

dis man never have a car a fimi him use to drive and have ooman inna mi car…

d only man weh mi aguh show unconditional love is mi son when mi get one..

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Ah nuff tory mi hab wid fi mi own….One nite him kip dance….decide mi naw goh….Cho Rass whey Sharlenerose deh? SHARLENEEEEEEEEEE….
Anyway, him sista call mi an convince mi fi come (memba now enuh, ah mi BARRAH di money an len him fi kip di dance caw mi ah try help him howt)….so mi put on mi clothes, jump inna mi cyaar an go….wen mi reach mi c won gyal inna di bar….so mi line up mi cuzin fi ask har whey him dey an ting…..obviously shi nuh noe mi…..mi siddung sida him ah lissen to whey shi ah sey…..him ask har if ah she ah ‘bobby’ girl and shi sey shi nuh noe fi ask him……mi deh deh nung buy mi likka, mi notis sey him sista an bredda dem neba look too comfateble….anyway mi still play along cawsen seh mi nuh waan mash up nuhbaddie dance, plus mi ah defen MI money whey him tek mek dance….

Likkle afta dat afta mi put 2 an 2 togedda an figgah out sey ah feem gyal, mi outside ah tawk to him bredda dem…..Di dutty dranko (him muss dee jhunk da nite dey caw him well an noe how mi tan) come out like him waan come eena mi face mi sey yow p*(&y come outta mi face…. all did ah gwaan like him waan chow di likka whey did inna him cup pon mi…..Unnu noe sey ah di heineken bakkle outta whey mi did ah drink end up eena him head doe? An ah come try justify him akshan bout ah caw mi refuse fi come run bar feem dats y him did haffi get smaddy fi dweet…Hello….yuh have nuff sista, mek dem dweet (mi use to run bar to, so ah my ting dat)

Den MI fi goh tek up smaddy else an gi dem mi all ahgen….Nope, mi wii help out a situation but NOT to dem levels deh…..Never again.

Gog3tt3r
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Opti1 dem experience deh is something hard fi let go off enuh… nuh care how u move on

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every day mi mother ask mi how pretty gal like mi cant find nuh man but she nuh understand seh mi just nah put miself back in dat position

one time when it was suh bad and mi end up a doctor.. mi doctor ask mi if mi want him write a report and him did adamant seh him a call police him self mi did affi beg him

when mi guh d pharmacy fi fill d prescription fi d pain killers and d mouth gel to how mi mouth and face did stay all d pharmacist insist seh him a call police

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Obara u good cawz mi wudda dead same time…

Mi all a drive and block out…thank God fi mi hypocrite fren weh did inna d car wid mi when mi a drive.. all tek up knife seh him aguh cut mi inna mi face suh mi nuh get nuh other man

Maniac
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Truss mi gg, mi undastan exactly whey yuh ah sey….NUHBADDIE ELSE

Gog3tt3r
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d fucked up part is as much as mi try deny it is somebody mi still love dearly… years after we broke up..mi did guh abck guh fuck him and everybody always say once we see each other dat aguh always happen. …. when mi seh mi give dat boy mi all…

him bawl mi bawl him hungery mi hungry.. everything mi give him…. fi years…no body else can get that a me mean nuhbody else

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Rawse……

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OMG gg, so sorry to hear…..ah wen mi did fine out sey di bwoy breed ooman outta road, di way mi stress….mi nuh noe how mi neva mad to raas…..

GG yuh neva have nuh cutlass? nuh hot oil? …… spit pon yuh gg….mi naw lie….yeye wata come ah mi eye…..mi soon come

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Maniac is d other day mi a tell Obara how dat one beat mi til mi block out..kick and spit pon mi…sometimes when him done a mi bestie affi all help mi bathe…. dat fucker fi him time aguh time

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There you go gg….mi have mi guard up….Are you kidding me?….mi affi have it up….Mi neva waa tell uunu dis…..but wen mi was wid mi pikni puppa, an afta mi ah gi mi all an ting…..wen him done wid mi rass, ah pure blood mi did ah vamit….nearly end up ah ward 21…..not again….No [email protected] way!!!!

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Mi agree wid Obara, the love you have for your child is different from the one you will have for your lover….I’ve met men who constantly tell me that they want US to have the same kinda relationship that I have with my child….mout sey ‘oh sure’ mine sey ‘are you serious?

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rite about now good luck to the man weh love mi world widdout end… dat wicked ex mek mi have up mi guard.. nuh care how mi like somebody mi nah let it down….

yesterday when mi seh mi depress is dat song by Eve mi did a listen and it mek mi bawl d entire day cawz i can so relate to it

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Wat u not getting Opti is dis…..HIM WOAN noe di diffrance…..all him going c ah love…..Him sey baby mi lub yuh…mi sey oh sweetheart, I love you too world without end….BUT inna di back ah mi mine, mi ah leff back likkle (women can be good like that)

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Well u si chue mi is a fisherhumane….mi affi luv misself fuss… u c like how a woman wii tell yuh sey shi bruk an nuh ae nuh money, but check out di shoes box….Obara, gg, sharlene, Orisa, oonu noe whey mi tawking bout rite?….ah same soh likkle reserve leff inna fi mi lub bank….

Good luck on finding the one Opti.

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Tenk yuh Obara…What the F*&K….dats y mi sey mi nah give mi all nuh more….yes, you will feel and see the love…what YOU don’t know, is that there is a little piece of me that will make sure I dont end up in ward 21 should something ever go wrong….The only person you can trust is yourself

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Hope you find it soon Opti….Everyone loves in his/her own way

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Love means giving your all…..dont think I am capable of that…..not that I’m selfish, just been badly burned and dont want to go through that again….I know its wrong, but thats the only way I know how to protect the little that’s left of my heart….When I find myself getting to that point….I run…..didn’t work the last time though, but even though I know I am capable of giving my all, I wont.

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