Category: Encountering New Experiences

Withdrawl.

Three days...
waiting
a lifetime.
Three days...
Fear laughs
bile rising
a loosening,
everything released
wasted.
No sleeping beauty...
this story,
is ending
on this page
to be forgotten...
Famine faints,
on dry land,
Earthquake trembles
threatening
my frame.
Twisted
voices
rabidly infest
possessing
dispossesing me.
Does Paradise await?
Distantly I gaze -
It waves hello
among turquoise crystal clear,
Heavenly,
beckoning the broken...

Snake Plant!

Yes, the snake plant. With a name like this, you would think this plant has some venomous poison or in some other way detrimental to your health. I certainly would not expect it to have as many benefits as I discovered it has. Certainly, the other name, Mother-in-Law’s tongue, sounds no better. Many a wife has complained about their mother-in-law being “infuriating”, “Judgemental” “overbearing” and other wonderfully evocative adjectives. Though, I must concede that I have heard about some wonderful mother-in-laws so the bad ones may be in the minority. Who knows! The point is the names associated with this plant would not immediately endear you to it. That is until you do some more digging to find out there are many benefits to this unlikely plant.

In Jamaica, I have always noticed these plants, because they are everywhere, but did not really consider them worth my time. They seemed to grow wildly, with little attention and certainly little encouragement given. They did not seem as useful as many other plants around and certainly not as beautiful – in my estimation at least. So imagine my surprise, when someone at church told me that they had some use! I had to find out more. What I found out, made me a lover of this plant instantly, and even here, in this cold far-flung Isle, I never stopped looking until one day with little effort on my part (not surprisingly), God produced one for me!

These green and yellow spiked hair-raising plants had some serious mojo. Known as “Sansevieria trifasciata“, they are “native to Asia and Africa” and have several health benefits. Who knew that plants could affect your physical and mental health like this plant! Not me. According to Common Sense Gardening, they require little care (though may God help the one I have because I have already killed a cactus, taking care of it!) and therefore a great plant for the most amateur of plant lovers. However, this is not the secret to their magic. No, it is not!. What makes them miraculous? Well, they can filter the air, and remove toxic pollutants, imagine them supplying oxygen for your personal top-up, while absorbing CO2 at night, benzine, Formaldehyde (CH2O) and more. They may be able to boost your mental health, help with minor ailments, and be effective against allergies, among other things. Now, maybe this sounds too good to be true but I have had them in Jamaica and they certainly did not hurt me. As a matter of fact, I slept better and felt more revitalised in the mornings! Added to this is the fact that there are several sources, which list similar benefits of the plant, so it’s a win-win situation. God is truly amazing right?!

So why am I rambling on and on about snake plants? Well, get one and see what it can do for your mental and physical well-being. Why not, what do you have to lose?

So Much Love

I have so much love to give
it ridiculous
but this crazy world
just fuss and cuss
the love under the rug.
I sit and ponder
with my two brain cells,
how I wonder
why the lust and vanity
for measly inanities.
I could be wrong
but I stand strong
on the truth that 
this world won't be here long
it must pass
with all the shattered class
trampling down Jah grass.

I have so much love to give
till it overflowing
and I feel like throw in the towel
because it devalue and hard to revalue.
walking down the road 
from a distant coast
a old radio a wonder 
"where is the love".

I wonder if old will bring new?

For Everything there is a Season

Dear You,

This year has already been the hardest year of my life, and it is just coming to the end of March! Right now I feel like I am being crushed on every side. I had to make the decision to move from where I lived suddenly because it was no longer serving me. Great wonderful, with God’s grace and the determination of a friend I moved with her into a really nice flat. Comfortable, nice. Yes, this is life! I felt a little freer, so I got cosy.

Then wham, work troubles. I cannot do anything right all my decisions are poor and I walk around with egg permanently on my face, yolk dripping on the floor. Okay. This is a new experience. My brain felt fuzzy I walked in a daze. I need to fix my face, permanently stitched in terror of what happens each day. “You can do this girl, God’s got you” – weekend prep talk leading into Monday morning blues. I swear every day I gonna resign. But, I have to keep holding on. Each period of the day was a struggle of wading through the Sargasso sea, with no life jacket, just God and me. Well, isn’t this nice, it seems this is the price to dear step out. Okay, let’s try again. Another day, the struggle is real, and things blow up in my face. Oh, maybe this will become a cake. Let us carry on at least I can see. Well now, look at this! It is a nail and let’s look over there, a coffin! I try to edge away from both. Then I trip. I now have the privilege of rest in waiting. All that work, all that effort snatched and frozen just out of reach, at lightning speed.

This year has been so hard, I don’t know how or where to begin. I think I will start with, I am alive. Therefore it must mean that God ain’t finished with me, so I go. But, I think too many things are now on my face, weighty things, burdensome things, I cannot see the way. I have been beaten into admitting humility and gratitude. Thank you, Lord, for this lesson. It has been painful, and the price may be heavy but thankfully the cost will yield favourable returns. They say every lesson is a blessing and now as I sit waiting on God oh, I believe it. I know I have had to wrestle with keeping myself, myself. In the process, I am shedding those parts that do not serve me, but the shedding is painful, the shedding is constant. In the process, I have to find my voice respectfully, speak my truth don’t kiss ass (pardon my Latin), like it or limp it. It has been so hard, but praise God it will get better soon…

Yours dearly,

Kim

From Cold Col’ Inglan’

Sleepwalking

wakeup!
wakeup!
stop daydreaming.
can't you feel it?
Can't you see it?
Get out of your head
stand up now
see what's around you
see what's true
distractions are your enemy
they defeat you
stop you
from moving
sleepwalking backwards
into fantasy
unreal
not true
he will distract you
cast shadows
to defeat you
lett you sleep there
camp there
defeating you.
I see you
drowning 
falling
deep
in discontent
to maladaptive
malware
shortcircuiting your truth
rocking the cradle
disturbing our peace.
Rest
yes - 
but watch!