Mental Clarity Space

“Chaos can be beautiful if you love all your ingredients.”- Celerie Kemble The days were long, and the nights ushered periods of self-doubt, helplessness catalysed by the events and seasons that left us hopeless. A weary mental state, isolated emotions, ignored the physical state, and desolated spiritual life defined our situation. It was this kind of distress that prompted our journey to Ngazidja in Comoros. Golden Tulip Grande Comore Moroni was our home for two weeks. The restaurant was on a private beach. We had devoted ourselves to exploring the area amidst our mystery while trying to unveil the world's beauty with a hope to tap the beauty within. Scuba divers walked along the coastal beaches free-spirited and in awe of the tranquillity the ambience brought. Business seemed unusual, as women in colourful ‘lesos’ [colourful shawls worn by women] sat in small groups engaging in deep conversations. “This is a sign of a grand event about to take place. We call it Ada, which is basi...

“I do not ask for a lighter burden but broader shoulders” Jewish proverb. Winniey Mutheu Photo by rarepixel Inc.  “ We do not describe the world we see; we see the world we describe'' Rene Descartes. These were the words that welcomed us to our usual reflective weekend at the old man’s getaway home. It had been a brilliant Saturday morning and we had undeniably been experiencing a tranquil and serene environment. We had spent hours walking by the coastline as the sun gleamed at the dry sand kissed by the water, appearing like an earth rainbow. The iridescent colours kept us reflecting on life’s experiences and how it needs both sun and rain metaphorically to create a rainbow we call life. The long walks by numerous coconut trees that formed a prodigious pattern presented an opportunity for us to share various experiences. Jafari who was always chatty, clever, friendly and easy-going, had developed a shell that he always found comfort in the past few months. After a peri...

If you want a new idea, read an old book an adage associated with Ivan Pavlon. A tale of an old man and a boy is told where two wolves are always fighting within him and in the soul of every person. One wolf was filled with anger, hate, jealousy, shame and lies. The other wolf was full of love, joy, truth and peace. The boy asked the old man which wolf would win the battle. The old man calmly answered, “the one you feed”. This had been the outlook of our evening next to the fireplace with the old man. Every Saturday we gathered at his place, enjoyed the beautiful scenic view with diversified distinct tree species, cool breeze, bird melodies and a healthy diet. His nuggets of wisdom were our favourite basic consumption. Excited for the new lesson learnt, he asked if we had been to the mountain peak. We gazed at him blankly since we had never set foot. We had heard captivating stories from the travellers and we all had one wish and desire, to visit the mountains. Smilingly, he narrated ...