When I was growing up in Jamaica, although I grew to see my mother and my father together and I loved both, I had a strong admiration for my mother. If you read many of my posts you will see in them how much I love and respect my mother. She may not have done everything “right” by me all the time while I was growing up, but as I am now who I am as Obara Meji and have certain understanding of life and its inner workings, I realize that not only was she my mother, she was also one of my greatest teachers, she set me on my way and taught me many things in life which I still apply today as well as teaching others and also my most beloved children.
Today I am not feeling well, but I will be fine, it is due to what women face every time which is what affecting me. My wish is to lay in bed all day and for the next couple of days until I feel better, but I still have to keep it moving, things have to get done, after they are finished I can relax.
Women do not always get the credit we deserve, and over time we have been demonized and vilified for just being us, viewed as sex objects most of the times, and regarded as nothing more that a breeding bag and a house keeper, regardless of our jobs, profession, intellect or education.
The bible seems to have no use for us and it makes the statement so clear in showing up our wily ways in outsmarting the dominant man (lol). A very silly and dumb Adam being outsmarted by his much younger whore of a wife Eve. If the Bible were to be believed, (its a funny story but BS to me, and if you read it again with an open mind, you will begin to smell the horse manure) Eve, having been born from Adams Rib, and handed over to him as wife, both were warned by God not to eat the “fruit” and one day bad gal Eve jus sey Whara, but si yah Why? and did what the Lord say not to do, she found the fruit extremely sweet and tempted Adam to eat from it and fool fool (this word mean stupid, AMH) him guh nyam it, and the rest is history.
I say Eve was not the one to be blamed, but the stupidest person in the Garden was to be, one of two, and it was not Eve so you guessed it!
Then there was Delila (mi love har name), Good old Samson was so strong in physical strength that the steroids may have shrunk his brain or kill off his brain cells, there he was beating off and killing the philistines, bad from him bawn and was fell by the wiles of a woman??, who betrayed him for money. Again Delila is suppose to look bad according the the bibles portrayal of her, but to me she was just a smart business woman, who happened to be evil and love money, he fell for the wrong girl, ish happens, a girl has got to eat.
The witch Jezebel (Love that name also), who ruled the hell out of her husband the story goes as follows;
21 Some time later there was an incident involving a vineyard belonging to Naboth the Jezreelite. The vineyard was in Jezreel, close to the palace of Ahab king of Samaria.2 Ahab said to Naboth, “Let me have your vineyard to use for a vegetable garden, since it is close to my palace. In exchange I will give you a better vineyard or, if you prefer, I will pay you whatever it is worth.”
3 But Naboth replied, “The Lord forbid that I should give you the inheritance of my ancestors.”
4 So Ahab went home, sullen and angry because Naboth the Jezreelite had said, “I will not give you the inheritance of my ancestors.” He lay on his bed sulking and refused to eat.
5 His wife Jezebel came in and asked him, “Why are you so sullen? Why won’t you eat?”
6 He answered her, “Because I said to Naboth the Jezreelite, ‘Sell me your vineyard; or if you prefer, I will give you another vineyard in its place.’ But he said, ‘I will not give you my vineyard.’”
7 Jezebel his wife said, “Is this how you act as king over Israel? Get up and eat! Cheer up. I’ll get you the vineyard of Naboth the Jezreelite.”
8 So she wrote letters in Ahab’s name, placed his seal on them, and sent them to the elders and nobles who lived in Naboth’s city with him. 9 In those letters she wrote:
“Proclaim a day of fasting and seat Naboth in a prominent place among the people.10 But seat two scoundrels opposite him and have them bring charges that he has cursed both God and the king. Then take him out and stone him to death.”
11 So the elders and nobles who lived in Naboth’s city did as Jezebel directed in the letters she had written to them. 12 They proclaimed a fast and seated Naboth in a prominent place among the people. 13 Then two scoundrels came and sat opposite him and brought charges against Naboth before the people, saying, “Naboth has cursed both God and the king.” So they took him outside the city and stoned him to death.14 Then they sent word to Jezebel: “Naboth has been stoned to death.”
15 As soon as Jezebel heard that Naboth had been stoned to death, she said to Ahab, “Get up and take possession of the vineyard of Naboth the Jezreelite that he refused to sell you. He is no longer alive, but dead.” 16 When Ahab heard that Naboth was dead, he got up and went down to take possession of Naboth’s vineyard.
17 Then the word of the Lord came to Elijah the Tishbite: 18 “Go down to meet Ahab king of Israel, who rules in Samaria. He is now in Naboth’s vineyard, where he has gone to take possession of it. 19 Say to him, ‘This is what the Lord says: Have you not murdered a man and seized his property?’ Then say to him, ‘This is what the Lord says: In the place where dogs licked up Naboth’s blood, dogs will lick up your blood—yes, yours!’”
20 Ahab said to Elijah, “So you have found me, my enemy!”
“I have found you,” he answered, “because you have sold yourself to do evil in the eyes of the Lord. 21 He says, ‘I am going to bring disaster on you. I will wipe out your descendants and cut off from Ahab every last male in Israel—slave or free.[a] 22 I will make your house like that of Jeroboam son of Nebat and that of Baasha son of Ahijah, because you have aroused my anger and have caused Israel to sin.’
23 “And also concerning Jezebel the Lord says: ‘Dogs will devour Jezebel by the wall of[b]Jezreel.’
24 “Dogs will eat those belonging to Ahab who die in the city, and the birds will feed on those who die in the country.”
25 (There was never anyone like Ahab, who sold himself to do evil in the eyes of theLord, urged on by Jezebel his wife. 26 He behaved in the vilest manner by going after idols, like the Amorites the Lord drove out before Israel.)
27 When Ahab heard these words, he tore his clothes, put on sackcloth and fasted. He lay in sackcloth and went around meekly.
28 Then the word of the Lord came to Elijah the Tishbite: 29 “Have you noticed how Ahab has humbled himself before me? Because he has humbled himself, I will not bring this disaster in his day, but I will bring it on his house in the days of his son.”
Obara Meji continues her story
Jezebel was indeed stoned and the dogs licked her blood fi choot, but while I admit she was evil, wasn’t it the bad mind of Ahab the King which started this whole thing, the woman was trying to please her husband! And pleased him, she did!
Women are excellent, we are life, we are the mothers, we are to be honored, revered, respected and loved, what the hell fling in Worship, yes I said worshiped! Why the hell not, when we are the ones to carry the belly and deliver it whether through vaginal delivery, C-section, having at times to contend with breech birth, and pickney whey nuh waan come out, ugly we up, then the dirty diapers and late night feedings making sure to sit up and breast feed, so our breasts do not end up looking like two wet socks or a pair of slippers! Then often times when the father may run (as in my case, no father for any of my kids), the women, real women (there are some bad ones) will not leave their child/children, come hell or high water, it is very hard for a woman to abandon her child.
Every now and again I get in a mood where I honor myself as a woman, a strong one and a proud one, able to hold everything down, hammer, nails, hard hat and all while still in my high heels and lipstick. I was in a car the other day and somebody made a bad move while driving and the driver who was driving my vehicle who was a man made the comment that almost every man makes when they see a bad driver on the road, “I bet you that is a woman”! I was highly offended, and it wasn’t a woman. I am always offended by these remarks, because I am a woman and an excellent driver. As a Jamaican I can say, Mi ah Boom driva! As a matter of fact there is much that I can do and do very well even better than that fellow over there.
My mother taught me a lot and when she saw I had gotten pregnant while still in High School, she said “get out”. Her Spirit knew that I would survive, I was the middle child, she pampered the older and the younger and was the hardest on me, which at times, when I stopped to think about it, I would cry, back then not now, but because of her actions I learned life the best way possible, and I returned to her with gifts and money and more love if that were possible. I even helped school (teaching them about life) the ones she kept home with her and pampered. She set me on my path, for she was a loving and caring mother to me in the beginning, according to her my pregnancy brought her shame and disgrace, the baby brought me joy and fun.
I know now that this was how my life was set up and even though she looks like the bad guy here, she really is not, she did what had to be done in order for me to become who I am whether she was aware of it or not, I thank her!I want to share a Story with you about a great woman of Antiquity. Her name was Queen Anna Nizinga of Angola. Her story is impressive and as you read I want you all to share with all of us today your story of women who have affected your life, in a negative way or a positive way. If the story is negative, then tell if you have learned from it and what, if the story is positive please do the same. The woman can be someone you know, a famous person, or a Biblical or Koranic or any religious figure, it can be anyone you choose. Iron sharpeneth Iron and the countenance of one brightens the other
Queen Anna Nzinga Of Angola
One of the great women rulers of Africa, Queen Anna Nzinga (circa 1581–1663) of Angola fought against the slave trade and European influence in the seventeenth century. Known for being an astute diplomat and visionary military leader, she resisted Portuguese invasion and slave raids for 30 years. A skilled negotiator, she allied herself with the Dutch and pitted them against the Portuguese in an effort to wrest free of Portuguese domination. She fought for a free Angola until her death at age 82, after which weak rulers left the country open for the Portuguese to regain control.
Here is one of her stories as there are many variations;
Queen Ana Nzinga of the Mbundu people of Angola, neé Ana de Sousa Nzinga, is one of Africa’s most prominent monarchs.
Born in 1583 to Kangela and King Ngola Kiluanji Kia Samba of the house of the Ndongo, young Ana would go on to become the queen of the Ndongo and Matamba Kingdoms in Angola in the 17th century.
Her name came from the Kimbundu verb “kujinga”, meaning twist or turn, and it was given to her because she was born with her umbilical cord wrapped around her neck. According to Ndongo tradition, this meant that she would be a proud and arrogant girl, and her mother was told that she would be queen of the lands one day.
She grew up with a brother, Mbandi, and two sisters, Kifunji and Mukambu. According to her, she was very close to her father, who took her to war and was allowed to watch on as he governed his kingdom; so she could learn how to be a monarch. However, she was born during a very tumultuous era for Angola, as it was being annexed by slave trading Portuguese sailors.
When England and France started to threaten the Portuguese Atlantic Slave trade, they decided to go further down and when they stumbled upon the kingdom, they were incapable of identifying or comprehending anything. In fact, they foolishly mistook the ruler’s title, “ngola”, for the name of the country, and hence dubbed it Angola – its current name.
In 1618, the Portuguese governor Mendes de Vasconcelos had built a fortress on Mbundu soil, as well as having stolen several people in order to cruelly go on and sell them. NgolaMbande, her brother, was in charge of the kingdom at the time and sent her as an envoy to the governor to demand that he immediately leave the lands and return the people he had enslaved, and also to stop hiring Imbangala mercenaries to raid their lands. The Portuguese wanted to force Ngola to become a subject of their lands, tearing apart their legacy. However, Nzinga overwhelmed him at the meeting and managed to secure a treaty granting them their legitimate and fair requests.
However, that was all just a fairy-tale. The cunning Portuguese never intended to honour their words of course, and did nothing that they had agreed to. Moreover, they accused Nzinga of poisoning her brother (who had allegedly committed suicide due to his fruitless effort to defend his lands) and declared that they would continue to violate Mbundu traditions. Nzinga became the regent for his young son Kaza,who had been residing with the Imbangala but was then killed.
In 1641, the now Queen of the Ndongo sent an embassy to the Dutch, who had worked together with the Kingdom of Kongo to conquer Luanda. She sought to punish the Portuguese for their treacherous behaviour and also recover some of the lands she had lost to them. She convinced the Dutch to agree to a deal, and she then moved her capital to the northern realms of her former domain, in Kavanga. The Portuguese had settled in Masangano, forming raiding parties to pillage and terrorize the outlying lands.
In Ngoleme, in 1644, she led an army to victory over the Portuguese, but failed to follow up on her victory and was defeated in 1646. Her sister and personal files were captured, and it was thus that the Portuguese discovered that one of Queen Nzinga’s sisters was working in the Kongo government as a spy. She had been relaying secret Portuguese plans to her sister, and they had been completely unaware of it the whole time. Officially, she was executed, but rumours arose that she’d fled to modern-day Namibia.
With Dutch assistance, Queen Nzinga routed the Portuguese in a great victory in 1647. She pushed on to lay siege to Masango, but the Portuguese had brought a reserve Brazilian force that recaptured Luanda, weakening her power base. She fought the Portuguese invaders well into her 3rd age, but by 1657 she had seen enough of war, and enough of her people suffering.
She reluctantly signed a peace treaty with the Portuguese and focused her attentions of rebuilding her war-torn and starving kingdom. The question of succession was still unresolved, and she was adamant that it should not fall to the Imbangala. In her peace treaty with the Portuguese, she surreptitiously inserted a clause that bound the Portuguese government to the protection of her land’s heritage. She had no son to succed her, and tried to marry into the NgolaKaninifamly, but priests claimed he already had a life and the marriage was not allowed.
She slowly retired from active governance duties, and towards her later years, she would devote most of her remaining energy to helping women bear children free from any cultural or colonial trouble. She would also spend time making sure that children in the kingdom were well-fed and lived healthier lives.
O the 17th of December 1663, Queen Nzinga would die as one of Africa’s most respected monarchs. Without her iron will on the throne, the Portuguese quickly annexed the rest of her nation and expanded their criminal slave trade.
Today, she is widely loved in Angola and women often marry near her statue in Kinaxixi. She is one of, if not the greatest monarch Angola and Africa have ever had.
Here is another, in case the first one left some things out;
Queen Nzinga (Nzinga Mbande), the monarch of the Mbundu people, was a resilient leader who fought against the Portuguese and their expanding slave trade in Central Africa.
During the late 16th Century, the French and the English threatened the Portuguese near monopoly on the sources of slaves along the West African coast, forcing it to seek new areas for exploitation. By 1580 they had already established a trading relationship with Afonso I in the nearby Kongo Kingdom. They then turned to Angola, south of the Kongo.
The Portuguese established a fort and settlement at Luanda in 1617, encroaching on Mbundu land. In 1622 they invited Ngola (King) Mbande to attend a peace conference there to end the hostilities with the Mbundu. Mbande sent his sister, Nzinga, to represent him in a meeting with Portuguese Governor Joao Corria de Sousa. Nzinga was aware of her diplomatically awkward position. She knew of events in the Kongo which had led to Portuguese domination of the nominally independent nation. She also recognized, however, that to refuse to trade with the Portuguese would remove a potential ally and the major source of guns for her own state.
In the first of a series of meetings Nzinga sought to establish her equality with the representative of the Portugal crown. Noting that the only chair in the room belonged to Governor Corria, she immediately motioned to one of her assistants who fell on her hands and knees and served as a chair for Nzinga for the rest of the meeting.
Despite that display, Nzinga made accommodations with the Portuguese. She converted to Christianity and adopted the name Dona Anna de Souza. She was baptized in honor of the governor’s wife who also became her godmother. Shortly afterwards Nzinga urged a reluctant Ngola Mbande to order the conversion of his people to Christianity.
In 1626 Nzinga became Queen of the Mbundu when her brother committed suicide in the face of rising Portuguese demands for slave trade concessions. Nzinga, however, refused to allow them to control her nation. In 1627, after forming alliances with former rival states, she led her army against the Portuguese, initiating a thirty year war against them. She exploited European rivalry by forging an alliance with the Dutch who had conquered Luanda in 1641. With their help, Nzinga defeated a Portuguese army in 1647. When the Dutch were in turn defeated by the Portuguese the following year and withdrew from Central Africa, Nzinga continued her struggle against the Portuguese. Now in her 60s she still personally led troops in battle. She also orchestrated guerilla attacks on the Portuguese which would continue long after her death and inspire the ultimately successful 20th Century armed resistance against the Portuguese that resulted in independent Angola in 1975.
Despite repeated attempts by the Portuguese and their allies to capture or kill Queen Nzinga, she died peacefully in her eighties on December 17, 1663.
Méèló ni èèrà tó wípé aràn ńyọ òun l’ẹ́nu? /
How big is the ant that claimed that it’s being ailed by worms?…..Yoruba Proverb
[Decrying inordinate arrogance]
All religions are valid as long as it teaches peace and love…..Obara Meji!
There are no disappointments in life, only lessons learned…..Obara Meji!
Look what this cop is doing to this child in the Michael Brown shooting debacle in Missouri