Heart.Where life and Desire come from

Life.  This journey called life.  Life is straight ahead.  The whole world ahead of me.  The pages have flipped.  I want to soar like the eagles and run free in the fields.  I want to be full of joy and peace and feel as though what I say has meaning.  What is the meaning behind it all?  Is there a meaning, or is life just meaningless?  Friedrich Nietzsche had this belief; that there was nothing to believe in.  I do not believe so.  There has to be a purpose to this life and what is being done.  What is being written, does it matter?  Yes.  Even when it doesn’t seem like it.  Even if the results are not seen, everything done has an effect.

Desire.  Desire to change the world.  Desire to make the slightest difference.  All it takes is one step forward.  Just take that first step.  It may require faith and a lot of courage, but if you believe that it can be done, why not step?  If you don’t take it, how will you know?  Will you ever know if you could have made a difference, even in the slightest way?  I don’t want to be stuck in the mud, trapped in sinking sand.  Move forward, try new things, explore the possibilities; they are endless.  Is failure and option?  Absolutely.  Be willing to take that risk; it is the only way to learn.

Heart.  Where desire and life come from.  Without a heart, there is no life; there is a flat line.  Where is your heart?  Is it really in the dreams that are floating in your mind?  The heart is what needs to keep beating to give us life, but it needs to keep beating with desire.  Without it, failure is the only option.  With it, anything is possible.  The heart will be what keeps the dreams afloat.  Don’t be on a sinking boat, but have the heart; the heart to do big things, achieve goals, do things never thought possible.  There is meaning to it all even when it is not seen.  Have the heart to live life with a desire to do something.

We don’t have to be the most equipped or the most skilled, we just have to have a desire and the heart to want to make a difference.  Will you take that step of faith?  Will you take a chance in life?


All My Adventures Are Better Alongside You

It’s your hand I want to hold as I jump from the rocks, into the waves below, as we set sail across the sea, and kayak down the rapids. I want to watch the sunrise over the mountains with my head on your shoulder and laugh with you when I fall in the snow. I want to lie in the bush watching the stars by night and the clouds by day with you by my side. I want minutes to become hours and days to become weeks because time doesn’t matter when we are together.

I want you to be there when I see the Pyramids of Giza, reach the summit of Kilimanjaro and dive by the great barrier reef. I want us to share a ride in a hot air balloon in Bagan and a pizza in Rome. I want to drink all night on a Thai beach and dance in the waves until the sun comes up with you by my side.

I want to travel the world with you.

We’ll laugh when we miss the fight because we lost track of the days and forgot to leave. We’ll share water fights in the ocean and snow ball fights in winter. You’ll hold my hand when the last few hundred metres of the ascent feel like miles and you’ll dance with me in the rain. We’ll walk barefoot in the forest and drink beers in the sand. People will say we are crazy but it’s OK because we are one and the same, happy together.

I want us to share it, because with you the adventure is so much more.
With you we laugh and we cry and we live and embrace every moment. With you dreams become reality overnight and there is always more life to experience. Together we are adventurers. The sea is always clearest, the sky bluest, and the mountains tallest when we are together.

I want to share stories with our grandchildren of the mountains we have climbed, the sights we have seen and the oceans we have swum. I want them to laugh when we tell them about our mishaps and mistakes. I want them to yearn with envy as we show them photos of our tanned bodies and flip-flopped feet exploring the world, free and uninhibited.

It is you that I want to share these memories with and it is you and me, together that will bring the experiences to life. We won’t have time to worry about pensions, investments and mortgages because we are too busy living right now, and saving that for later. We’ll bartend and work in hostels, I’ll write stories and you’ll take photos, recording our journey and sharing it with envious friends too afraid to take the same leap.

Our journey will never end, we will be adventurers together as long as we wish that to be and we will be happy in our mad and exciting, unlimited world

Let me introduce you to yourself

When God created you and called you, He didn’t make a mistake! The things He has planned for you and for me in these days are so huge and so amazing that people will have no choice but to concede that this is the Lord’s doing, and it is marvelous in their eyes!

No flesh will be able to glory in His presence because what He will do will far surpass human ability and possibility. It’s not going to be by might or power, but by His Spirit at work in and through you and me.

2 Corinthians 4 tells us that we have this precious treasure in earthen vessels, or jars of clay.  I hope you just saw yourself! The same spirit that raised Jesus from the dead is on the inside of you right now.

I wonder if you know what you have! This isn’t something we are waiting for, or praying for, this is something we have right now! It’s not just those who are hiding things away in safes who have some treasure. WE have treasure. We have the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Christ in us NOW! WE have the same power that raised Jesus from the dead, and we KNOW it!

Have you any idea what the glory of God in the face of Christ can do? That glory lights up all of Heaven! There is no other light in Heaven other than the light of that glory! Can you imagine how much power that is? God took the same glory and ability out of Heaven and put it in vessels of clay. We house this treasure!

The same God who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, was the same One who found you when your life was in a mess and there seemed like there was no potential; He spoke into your life and said, “Let there be life!” If you are in awe of how amazing God is, you should realize that the same God is at work in you!

Just as God commanded the light to shine, we can speak to the mountain and see it move. We have the same ability to take a life that has been broken, ruined, short changed and abused, and command the darkness and the fears to leave and out of that chaos, He will give beauty for ashes and wholeness in place of brokenness.

With that kind of treasure, how and why would you feel so insignificant and think that your future is so small? You are so powerful that we have to introduce you to yourself!

You are a treasure chest. Not just a small little person struggling to get through every day. How about the notion that you house something that turned the chaos of the unformed world in Genesis 1:2 into a place of great beauty, rich with natural resources! All you have to do is release the Word, just as God did.

It’s time to arise and shine, change your posture and your expectations about your life, and start speaking the Word over every situation you face. Instead of seeing chaos and insufficiency, start to see opportunity with your eye of faith.

Please stop despising yourself. thinking you have nothing. Today, accept the truth that you have this treasure.

Every emotion of insignificance and fear of the future that has come because you think that you haven’t got it. it’s leaving you now. Go again! Rise again! The God the BREAKTHROUGH will visit your House!! He’s going to give you houses you didn’t build, wells you didn’t dig, businesses you didn’t found and enlarge your territory, until all walls of containment can no longer restrict or constrain you!! Remember, when you decide to get up, there’s nothing and no one that can stop you!!

I Asked Wikipedia What Love Is, This Is What Happened

People seem to have plenty of questions about love. How do we find it? How do we keep it alive? How in the world do we know it when we have it? So many questions on one simple, four letter word. L-O-V-E.
So as a single 21 year-old, who has been single for the majority of his life. No, I cannot say I fully understand the meaning of love, which leaves me in quite the predicament. Luckily, along with every other questionable aspect of my life that needs a solution, there is always the internet. “Google It,” we all have said at least once in our lives to answer any questions our curious brains come up with.So what happens when you Google Love? Wikipedia, of course! So tell me, all mighty Wikipedia, what is love? Here is my take on your attempt to answer my unfeasible question.
Love according to Wikipedia:
Wikipedia Love is a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes that ranges from interpersonal affection (“I love my mother”) to pleasure (“I loved that meal”). (Oxford Illustrated American Dictionary, 1998)
Well thank you Wikipedia, for validating that I’ve experienced love. I loved the Chapos I ate for lunch yesterday, and my mother texted me this morning. That means I had two kinds of love all in one week! Hooray for me.
At the same time Wikipedia, you are putting the love we have for meals in the same sentence as the love we have for our mothers. That’s a little wack, if you ask me.
“It can refer to an emotion of a strong attraction and personal attachment” (Oxford Illustrated American Dictionary, 1998)
Hmm, well I’ve definitely had my fair share of emotions, and I think every guy has. Crying, laughing, sometimes both at the same time, but an emotion of strong attraction? I’m not sure exactly what that means. I have emotions of strong attraction for her , and maybe …Personal attachment, not so much, but attraction, yes.
So does this mean we love who we are attracted to? Wikipedia, are you trying to tell me and the rest of the world that the one-night-stand we may or may not have had, we were actually in love with? Maybe for the night, yes, but this seems a little off to me. I think there is more to love than a simple strong attraction.
It can also be a virtue representing human kindness, compassion, and affection—”the unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another” (Merriam Webster Dictionary)
Merriam Webster, you are so optimistic. Love is a virtue that represents human kindness. Well, we humans often have a weird way of showing it. At the same time, Merriam (and Wikipedia) is onto something here. Love is definitely kind.
Whatever type of love it is, for your husband, your boyfriend, your brother, your dog, kindness just happens to be a side effect. When you kiss your husband after you come home from work, that’s kind. When you can’t help but hug your brother for just a second longer because you haven’t seen him in months, that’s kind. When your dog’s ears perk up and his tail wags after you come home from running your errands, that’s kind. So Wikipedia, you have me convinced on this one.
Ancient Greeks identified four forms of love: kinship or familiarity (in Greek, storage), friendship (philia), sexual and/or romantic desire (eros), and self-emptying or divine love (agape) (C. S. Lewis, The Four Loves, 1960)
Ancient Greeks have all the answers, don’t they? There is the love we have for our family, our friends, our lovers, and other existences that we may not have scientific proof of, but the point is, there are all different kinds of love.
That’s what makes love so difficult. Love can be kind but cruel, patient but swift, transparent but obscure. Basically, love is confusing as all hell, even Wikipedia can prove that.

Beyond You,What Does History Says

History has rewarded great men and women with a legacy. These are people whose small acts of compassion and concern gave them a prestigious seat in the world. From Benjamin Franklin to Mother Teresa to Martin Luther King Jr to Wangare Maathai to Nelson Mandela the story is the same. This men and women stood not only for their own benefit but also for the benefit of posterity.

As I write, Lucy Kibaki the former Kenya first lady’s spirit is no more.  I heard many leaders send condolences  showering her praise with praise of how she was a defender of family Values. From Archives, clips of President Kibaki announcing from State House that he had only one wife- who was of course Mama Lucy and  to many others where the first stormed a media house contesting on what had been written concerning her and family; I think maybe that is the reason people are calling her so. I am not sure what they mean but maybe they are right.

The way we lead our lives is crucial; our actions and behavior would speak more than what people would say about us when we are gone. Our contribution, no matter how small, counts when it comes to transforming society.

When Africa is now bedeviled by so many social evils, I am glad to realize there are few men and women committed to solving these problems. They are not whining and crying foul, but they are focused on creating opportunities for better development.

There is an interesting phenomenon happening in Africa – The Africa rising. However according to Alain the founder of GiftedMom in Cameroon, Africa is rising but Africans are not rising. Isn’t this a tragedy? Why should Africa rise without her own people? Why should we allow despondency to thrive in presence of Abundance?

Our legacy would be measured by what we create for the next generation. Our legacy would be embedded in our ability to create job opportunities for young people. Yes, I believe our legacy is dependent on our ability to restore dignity to African people.

Restoring dignity of Africans is an ambitious goal. But if we set ourselves to creating inclusive institutions, then we can be assured of transformation in Africa; if we manage to denounce selfishness of politicians whose single intention is to divide people’s involvement in politics and are keen to create hegemony, then the African rising dream would Viable.

I am optimistic, that the power surge of youth who are seeking to create a better future through collaboration and partnership would spur our economic fortune to unprecedented levels. I guess this is what Africa needs.

I know Africa is weary of elites who have for decades manipulated and exploited the poor and voiceless . And maybe the curse has followed them and their families for they seem not to be perturbed by their own weird behavior. Yes! Maybe the cries of the blood of those innocent people they have killed is what is causing the awakening and urge among few who are defying conventional ways of politics to wanting to do the right thing.

You will agree with me that many are tired with corruption. It is the reason why propagators of these heinous acts are being exposed frequently like never before. I think now is the time to join hands and minds to find mechanisms of punishing and deterring devours of Africa rising Dream.

And when Africa will rise together with her people, then we will sing… we are free at last, we are free in deed. I know you all long for such time that we will all sing this wonderful song.

An Open Letter to Class of 2016


I sit here an hour  before my college last paper , excited but nervous for this new chapter in my life. I think about my freshman year, and it’s the same feeling of not knowing what to expect, the fear of the unknown. However, I do know that I’m graduating with incredible people, not only from my college, but from colleges all around the world.
To my fellow seniors, this letter is for you.


To my fellow graduates of the class of 2016:

Can you believe it? The day we’ve been working so hard to get to is finally here. Four academic  years of learning in the classroom, hours spent in the library and all those all-hikes and bashes ; the hard work has truly paid off, and has lead us to this moment — graduation.

I look back and think where did the time go? September 2013, some of us were leaving home for the first time and getting ready to move into a college hostel  room preparing to live with someone new. Others were planning their commute for their first day of class. People always would say cherish your time in college, but looking back it’s crazy to think how fast time has actually flown by.

Take a moment and look back at the person you were on the first day of your freshman year and realize how these past four academic  years in college have shaped you to become the person you are today. Are you still friends with the people you were freshman year? What has changed since then? What remains the same?


Even though our undergraduate college career is ending, it is also the beginning of a new chapter — the rest of our lives. Some of us may be heading to corporate positions, others are taking time to travel and others will continue their education. And for those of you who don’t know what the next step is, it’s okay. Freshman year we didn’t really know what we were getting into, and it turned out okay. I’m a big believer that some of the best things in life that happen are unplanned.

The thought of not having the security and comfort of college is scary. And even though we don’t know where we’ll be in 2 or 4 years, I encourage you to never lose the sight of your dreams. And I hope through every new page you turn in your book, that you continue to dream and dream big. Don’t be afraid to take risks, you’ll never know, if you don’t try and you don’t want to constantly wonder “What if?” Always believe in yourself, even through your challenges, don’t forget that you’ve already accomplished a huge milestone and that you are capable of achieving all of your goals.

President Obama said in a powerful speech that he gave in Selma, Alabama in 2016 “And it is you, the young and fearless at heart, the most diverse and educated generation in our history, who the nation is waiting to follow.” That quote is talking to us, the class of 2016. We are the young and fearless. There are opportunities that await us. We all come from diverse backgrounds, and each of our story’s are waiting to be heard. We are leaving college with a wealth of knowledge, leaving more educated than we started.

And we are the generation that everyone is looking at, we are the ones the nation is waiting to follow. It is up to us to continue to break barriers, to make a difference, to leave long lasting impressions and lastly to inspire others to do the same.

Class of 2016, we are the future. We are the movers and shakers. We are the next generation of leaders who will go on to change the world.

To the class of 2016, congratulations! We did it! Remember the world is yours.


A fellow 2016 graduate.

This Is Why I Write .

I write to find my voice – the voice that doesn’t always speak the truth to people but find its authenticity on paper.

I write to try to understand the person that lives inside me, the person that confuses me sometimes and comforts me every now and then.

I write to share my stories. The stories that actually happened and the stories that I wished had happened.

I write to live my dreams through my words as if by reading them I can actually believe them.

I write to forget certain people, or maybe I write to remember them.

I write to connect with strangers, to make new friends and to know that I’m not alone.

I write to expose the vulnerability that I try to curb every day. I write to free myself.

I write to let people know how much I love them and how much they mean to me.

I write about my past to remember that I survived and that time heals all wounds.

I write about my future because I want to paint it the way I like it. 

I write about my present because I’m still trying to figure out how to live it.

I write because I want to create happy endings and fairy tales and unrealistic fantasies.

I write about conversations I wish I could have.

I write about a love I haven’t found yet.

I write about things I’m searching for. I write so I can imagine myself finding them.

I write about people who are no longer alive. I write to bring them back to life.

I write because writing comes from the heart, I write because my mind can’t get involved in the process.

I write because writing allows me to be anyone I want, to erase certain memories, to relive certain memories or even start a new chapter.

I write because I’m much more comfortable with hiding behind my words than standing in front of a camera. 

I write because I want my children and grandchildren to understand me and see how times can change.

I write because somehow I want to leave something for them to remember me by – I want to leave something for the world to remember me by.

I write for those who are broken and those who are whole, for those who are in love and those who are in pain.

I write for those who feel things so deeply and who are moved by words that capture their emotions.

I write because God wanted me to write, because he decided the day I was born that this is what I’ll be here to do.

I write because one day I will look back and see how much I’ve grown.

I write because one day my writing will save me even if it kills me.

I write even when I don’t feel like writing; because the more I write, the more the world makes sense to me, the more I write, the more I find myself and the more I write, the more I believe that somehow I can still control how my story ends.