I regressed into old habits this week and started feeling like a victim again and I decided it was time for stock-taking. I also realised that this is the typical cycle. As I learn to
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The chronicles of key experiences in my life that shows the good, the bad and the ugly
Part 19 – “One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star”
18 November 2018 Part 19 – “One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star” In my last post I recounted the questions that started surfacing in
Continue ReadingPart 18 – The Outsider
Part 18 – The Outsider 6 November 2018 7.45 I sit in a quaint coffee shop in London on this mild winter morning. My eyes well up with tears and I contemplate all that I
Continue ReadingPart 17 – Searching for the light
4 November 2018 My Story Part 17 – Searching for the light God is the Light of the heavens and the earth. The example of His light is like a niche within which is a
Continue ReadingPart 16 – Piercing through the heart of darkness
28 October 2018 My Story Part 16 Piercing through the heart of darkness I experienced two weeks of the best and the worst of human nature and the best and worst of my own nature in
Continue ReadingPart 12 – Cry pray love
29 September 2018 My panic and unease during my first pregnancy (exposed in Part 11) increased exponentially after I gave birth. I remember everyone waxing lyrical about the “joys of motherhood”, yet for at least
Continue ReadingPart 9 – “You gave me a forever within the numbered days”
9 September 2018 In part 8 I had met Shafiq and all seemed well. Unlike in the movies, meeting my life partner is not the happy ending. In fact, as life goes, it inevitably is
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2 September 2018 After what almost seemed like a plot in a movie, having fled from Kenya, I returned home downtrodden. A close friend of mine, who had also gone through an extremely rough experience,
Continue ReadingPart 7 – Mata Hari
26 August 2018 I ended Part 6 in Nairobi, Kenya, with my Arab husband coming at me with a broken coffee table raised above his head, and then by the grace of God retreating without
Continue ReadingPart 6 – Arabian Svengali in Africa
19 August 2018 In Part 5 of my story I relayed how my childhood ‘molestation’ experience had shaped my school years and influenced my narrative. In fact, rather than hooking my reactions onto the experience,
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