I want to thank all who responded to KG in the post below. One or two are just enough to encourage. We are our brothers keeper, and must jump into action to save and assist our fellow man. When I was going through my awakening, it was jarring to say the least. I felt as if my enemy (I mean me here, but words, sound, power, I have thrown the negative sentence on the enemy, you must do the same) was losing her mind. It first began at age five (my awakening did), where I would be playing in the back yard in Jamaica and stones would be thrown at me, from behind a tree, but no one was there. I never told my parents but I was a very scared child, much like the kid in the movie the sixth sense. Cats would crawl up from under our cellar and would sit at my feet, watching me while I slept in my darken room, with only the moon and its light for company. Something would stir me awake and I would hear a soft purr or a low growl and see eyes reflecting off the moon shine which looked like diamonds attracted to a face with white whiskers…..oonuh can imagine de pee pee whey come straight ah mi foot, but choo mi fraid ah beating, it tun back up. It would be years later that I would realize what was happening to me then, what had made such a fraidy fraidy child, what had me sleeping in-between my parents at night, too terrified to sleep alone. It was years after a dreadful awakening and eventually becoming Obara Meji, that I found out that the pathway to beauty, wisdom, knowledge and excellence is a rough, rocky and daunting one.
I abhor Christianity, the religion and what it stands for (control, dominance, etc) but I must admit it does have certain wisdom within its doctrine. There is a part which says “weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning” psalm 30:5. This is true. Whoever wrote this poem did well to include this sentence, because it is the absolute truth.
One of my God children text me this week, a very brilliant young lady, who has accomplished a lot for her age, and she was very upset because she was not getting through with something she thought she needed earnestly. Noticed I used the word thought. I am her God mother, and it was correct of her to vent to me. The problem is, I do not see life as many do, so while a person may be distraught about something, they believe is important, I see it as a simple or trivial. The good thing about me is that I have the intelligence to articulate certain explanations well, so that they can understand that what they see as a problem is really not and why it is so. I explained to the young lady, who was at her wit’s end at tying to purchase something, but kept getting road blocks that perhaps something was trying to save her from making a horrible mistake, one that would cost her more than she spent or one which would bring unhappiness. I encouraged her to calm down and trust, just release. Release herself to all that is to come and to all that belongs to her.
There are times we worry about things, which needs no worry at all, if only we stop, relax and think for a moment. I have been there so I know, that if the light man is coming to cut the light and there is no money, the feeling, as a parent or person who have no way to turn is horrible. What do we do? However it works out, just know that it will. It will. There are times when you have to throw your hands up in the air and mutter, whatever is divinely ordered, may it be so.
This is you telling your subconscious to deal with it, and if you truly release, let go and trust, it will. Doubt, worry and fear are our enemies, we must release them, we must.
Ups and downs are apart of life’s natural order, this world is chaotic. We cannot be happy all the time, anyone who does not have problems will die soon. If you compare your life to another, you might see the hand of God in yours. Let us realize life is not that bad, as a matter of fact life sweet, it sweet man, it sweet.
To all who are at a very low point in their lives right now, please release. There are many ways to overcome, find them. Do not throw life away, try to come back to your self, try! My story is long and my experiences many. Suicide has entered my mind before (once). It was a flicker of thought in a moment of despair, but I batted it away. It was not an option, I had my children to consider, and even if I had not, I thought it was the cowards way out, and I always was proud of my self for not being a coward, those days were long behind me.
Everyday I look at life here on this earth realm, and the sweetness of it, every morning when the birds chirp on my window frame singing sweet songs of melody pure and true (Bob ah you dis) or I see the sun rise and set in the evening, every time I get ignorant and cuss two or three claat (Jamaican bad wud, which I love, I find them so expressive) which if mi dead, mi nuh tink mi can cuss dem suh again, every time mi eat stew peas and rice, or suck pon a freezing cold d&g kola champagne Backle non stop till ei done, and sigh ahhhh, as brain freeze ketch mi, mi realize how life sweet.
Life sweet for me, here are some reasons,
BEING JAMAICAN (although the gully queens dem of nowadays mek mi waan denounce mi nation)
REGGAE MUSIC…..(aldoe Vybz Kartel, nearly mek mi change mi mind, him lyrics dem hard doe, marrow fly whey like visa?? Lol)
FRY DUMPLIN……I LOVE IT SO MUCH, FOR A WHILE MY NICK NAME WAS DUMPLIN
JAMAICAN MAN, (Now a days mi nuh so sure, and ah de nuh suh sure part, got me involved wid de teefing Nigerian), but dem have up de vibes, not Vybz
STONE LOVE DANCE…….OONUH LOW MI, YES I AM A DANCE FAN, BUT BECAUSE MI AH MADDA, IT NUH LOOK GOOD FI NUH BODDY KETCH MI INNA DANCE AH TIP AN BUBBLE UP, SO I HAVE REDUCED IT TO STONE LOVE CD’S IN MY JEEP…..ALSO DJ KENNY
GOOD OLE JAMAICAN BAD WUD, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH, YES MAN, ALL AH DE CLAAT DEM
A COLD WINTERS NIGHT WRAPPED UP UNDER MI THICK COMFORTER WID MI REMOTE INNA MI HAN
GAMES OF THRONES,PENNY DREADFUL
BOOK, BOOKS AND MORE BOOKS
SA NETER TV
Life sweet yah man, if I don’t stop now, I will keep writing forever.
PLEASE SHARE what sweet about life for you.
Tí ẹ̀dá bá mọ iṣẹ́ àṣelà ni, ìwọ̀nba ni làálàá máa mọ. /
If man knows his destined path to success for sure, he will hustle less……Yoruba Proverbs.
[Man proposes, God disposes]
Please come today and share your testimonies of how life sweet, the enjoyment of life amid sorrow and woe, let us encourage KG and others who have lost their will for this earth plane. Weeping may endure for a night but joy cometh in the morning.
Jamaica makes life sweet for me.
Stew peas & rice (with pigstail)
LIFE SWEET – Mi get fi see another year!!!! A mi birth strong!!!
Happy Birthday Lincoln!!!!!
thanks my sister
Life is indeed sweet. Ive come to the realization, just a memory, a slight thought of happiness or a good moment melts away any negative feeling or mood. You can be arguing non stop and the slightest thing makes you angry but a sweet word changes everything.
Not everyone may have the willpower to overcome or fight but this is why support is crucial. When you’ve become beaten and drained they step in front to give you time to rest and regain your strength.
Hey Sue, how you?
how do you pick the phone?
I hate my job everytime I come to work I hate it. I hate the building people and the paint. I literally feel like just running down the street to freedom. Its weird i feel uneasy and strange. can you help me?
Keyscon, How you hate everything, but Obara Meji love you, come hug mi man, cho…..smile, life sweet
Greetings everyone. Special request to you Teach. Teach from the bottom of my heart a big thank you for this post. Things have been really hectic for me lately. I have 4 research papers, plus I am not working so I was in a kinda shitty mode. My big daughter has a lot on her plate helping to raise my smaller daughter and I agreed to assist her with one of her big assignment. I have applied at this organization since late last year and I have not had any luck with them. I sense the HR guy was doing… Read more »
MTHHHHHHH, LAWD LIFE SWEET CHOO YUH DEH YAH WID WE
What a lovely and timely post. I woke up this morning feeling down because of the election results. This is a great time to focus on the positives. Life is sweet because: My family, especially my mother. My health. Getting wiser. Where I live is beautiful and safe with mild weather year round. I am near the ocean and get to go often. I found a wonderful spiritual group here. Youtube where I can watch Oliver videos. Music from all over the world. Finding Obara and the Embracing Spirituality family. Learning about Ifa. My beautiful ancestors who have been through… Read more »
Intellectual Bhutu, KB, and Kevin… Howdy do, patois sweet, Mi love it
Your words bring a smile to my face. I myself have thought about it a lot. But I think about a lot of things I would never ever consider doing. In some ways I almost feel as though in order to fully exercise my mind I need to think of many situations and possibilities both positive and negative. Just my two cents.
Life sweet isi-
curry chicken dumplings yam n banana
grapenut and pistachio almond ice cream
reading a book
nice cool ocean breeze and the sun rising or setting
peace the peace that comes over me at times
trials and tribulations..my life’s teachers
toe curling back sweating leg weakening sex with the man i love (tehehe)
beautiful fall leaves changing color
my chunes (music lol)
my people (cah wi lively and full vibes)
simple things sweet…simple and sweet..life sweet isi
Life’s Sweetness 1. Laughter (something about bussing some big dutti laugh is refreshing) 2. Opportunity/Networking (when mi linky dem buss mi pon a extra “neva plan fa money” 3. Awesome Neighbours (I can truly say that I have a very nice set a ppl live sida mi) 4. A Full Tank a Gas (I get a thrill from it, it may seem silly but its as if my car says thank you,,,an is not all di time it can full up) 5. Deb’s Ice Cream (access to vegan ice cream nuh suh common on dis island suh when I spot… Read more »
LIFE IS SWEET!!!!… and what a privilege we have to participate in it, to learn and grow and experience the highs and the lows…it all is a mixing bowl, and when wholly combined, it is all SWEET…just like baking a fruit cake with all the different fruits, by itself we may not get the zest but when combined with the flour and spices and sugar and all the other ingredients, BOOM! we want more. Such is life, if we truly seek knowledge and with it the understanding we will be able to endure, through the difficult times and be thankful… Read more »
Ladyyyyyyy, lovely comment ooooo
Life sweet- here is my list- 1-Stew Peas- save my life, i will share my story one day 2-The girls in my life, daughter, mother, wife and sister, can’t stop love them 3- my 3 best friends over 30+ yrs and we still together nothing but love- friendship is hard to find in this world trust me pon dat 4-music, love my reggae music bad 5- love my Jamaica culture bad no matter what- especially when we competing in track!!! 6-love Nature, Always been a nature freak, love planting my flowers,trees and looking at the splendor of it all- 7-love… Read more »
Obara, your words are exactly what I have been thinking. Blessings, my teacher!
Care, he won’t even last one full yeat
Carpe, damn auto correct
AMEN, Obara. God wanted to teach his supporters a lesson and they will definitely learn the hard way. What a con and they fell for it.
Dear Obara, thank you for this great post today. Especially after the US election.
You are correct that life is sweet especially when we have life, food, shelter. No matter what we are going through in life, it happens for a reason and it’s for the better most of the time. As you said weeping may happen but joy comes in the morning. I can attest to that. Waking up each day is one of the sweetest thing for me.
KG try and keep the faith, your suffering is not in vain.
So lively Carpe, waking up to the new of Trump S president was daunting for me, but I thank God he is, he will show his supporters what fools they later on, life sweet
Oh yes Obara life is indeed sweet. As I sit in my humble flat (what we call apartments in London) I can see the change that the seasons bring. The leaves with their orange tinge have fallen from the tress. The air is crisp and gold and my car is not working so mi fraid fi guh outta door, cause the cold a kick like Vandam. I can see the changes, I can feel the changes, I can smell the changes and if I wanted to I can go out for a walk. I thank GOD for my senses, the… Read more »
Life Sweet Prosperity, hearing your young sons English accent when he pick the phone when I call is adorable, life is sweet. The subtle changes of the waether as you described, breeding and looking forward to new life, life Sweet, Julie and east Indian Mango, oh lawd life Sweet, blogging with you all, KG, please live caws life is sweet ooooo! Admiring dat cute guy ova den suh Wid De spliff Inna him out, life Sweet, and Mi nuh have no hambition
Good morning, great post. Sometimes we are so busy we forget to stop and smell the roses. My inspiration comes from the little moments – giggle or smile from my daughter, a compliment from my spouse or simply meeting my girlfriends for lunch or coffee. I love reading this is when everything stop around me. Recently I lost my dad. The pain is still there but I know he is in a better place. I now make time for the people I care about and who has my interest at heart. These things makes life worth living; good ole Jamaican… Read more »
May you’d do d his way home Natalie. Thank you for your comment, life sweet
May your dad find his way home Natalie
Thank you too Ms. Obara