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ThIS POEM OF my friend Dennis, once more catches and even pokes me further to hurry up. Yes, I believe in Madiba’s mantra and really wish to do my own little best. l have chosen to commit and l am seizing the opportunity each day to change and to improve my life so I can help others improve theirs too.

Dennis Cardiff



each morning, upon awakening
I’m offered the possibility to change —
to improve my life.

I can commit to helping others;
in general — try to be a better:
husband, father, worker, citizen.

This is the possibility;
my challenge is to follow through —
make today an example for life.

This is a small step. I realize
my influence is not far-reaching,
but, it is a first step.

If everyone takes that step — reaches out,
enriches the lives of  friends and contacts —
we can change the world.

As Nelson Mandela expressed:
the consciousness of one person can
bring about global change for the good.

One drop of kindness in the pool of
humanity will cause a ripple
which can generate into a wave.

A wave of hope, of caring, of love
of sharing is all that is needed
to solve the problems of this planet.

We can…

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Refuge – what is yours?

l so love this poem of Dennis’s and thought to share so we cuddle with in reflection this weekend if we wish. The ending notes in particular, contrast with the graphic illustration hence the reflections and art. Coincidentally, a chapter in my featured publication is called “Marriage my Refuge”. Will it have such sweet end notes like in this poem? Reste à savoir…

Dennis Cardiff




lost my way
on rocky ground
no footprints
to be found

through the briar
to parts unknown
and alone

changed direction
climbed a hill
saw your fire
burning still

lifetime gone
’till saw your spark
my refuge
from the dark



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Posted in Marie's Garden



I wonder who doesn’t appreciate honesty? Who wouldn’t like to be taken for their words or take others for what they say?

Well, I remember growing up and loving to speak my mind in all honesty and yes to own up to my mistakes. However, with teenage, came dishonesty.

That’s where the above picture of mine fits into this post. It isn’t because I want you to know that I took oath as a Lawyer, oh no, it is because that day coincides with the period when I finally decided that henceforth, no more dishonesty.

I said to myself, you won’t be dishonest with yourself, your family and the entire world. You would live your life to the best of your understanding, possibilities and belief.

I realized all my years of dishonesty had hurt me most and driven me to the meanest of actions either in consolation of my parallel lives or to keep my illusions a float.

I soon after taking that oath, and the personal oath in me, wrote lengthy letters to my Ex Husband, and my parents trying to make them understand that I was leaving my marriage and them all because of my dishonesty.

Well, my featured publication tells more of my tale. All I can say for now is, since I resolved to live an honest and yes ‘open’ as a ‘book’ life, I am at peace with my self and happy with my life. You are all invited to the two events on g+ and facebook for the launch on the 1st of March 2014.

Dear gentle followers of mine, what is your take on this delicate concept and virtue? 

Posted in My Heroines

Na’am my Ma’am from Niger!

Na'am and I

In my short existence on earth, I have gone places and transited a lot in life. I haven’t been to a lot places physically, but all the diverse people I have met makes a me certified traveller in memories.

One of such remarkable people I met and yes in Tanzania while I worked there for one year, was Mariam from Niger. She equally worked there.

I was first an intern for six months and then a pro-bono Legal Assistant for another six months, hence I wasn’t on a salary. My Na’am (Mother in Fulbe), as I will henceforth refer to her, was on her part, an employee of the ICTR  (International Criminal Tribunal for Rwanda).

She took me under her wings I don’t know which Angel told her I bleedingly needed that. She adopted me. Gave me so much and taught me so much.

She belonged to an elite group of hikers (Tanzania is renowned for its tourism) and took me along, paying for me all the time. This is just some souvenirs of that period:

Na'am my Ma'am

Here we are at one of those waterfalls in Arusha where you hike hard to reach and then don’t want to leave!

my Na'm +I

A crater around the feet on Mt Kilimanjaro.


Hiking and even going down on our bottoms sometimes because the path was steep and slippery.

what could the future very well hold for me

She took a friend of hers who came visiting from the US and I to the Massai Village and the Snake Park. She paid for us to be dressed in the Massai regalai and we each had a Camel tour of course all first times for me.

When my time in Arusha was up, she took me to Ethiopian Airways and chipped in for my trip. I was sad to leave her and yet hopeful for the future.

Looking into the future. This picture was taken by her while I was looking into the window wondering what’s next for me.

Of course, my Na’am and I have kept in touch and oh how much I love her because just like my mother, she is a no nonsense woman. She is my heroine, my Na’am and Ma’am from Niger.

Do you have such too in your lives, or have you met such too along your journey? It is always nice to share…

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African Women: Pillars of Agriculture but Greatly Marginalized

Statistics are clear, Facts are indisputable, the toll is high but what about the returns? I feel greatly saddened. I wish I could work harder to contribute my widow´s mite so that our policy makers (again very few of whom are women), help these women in overcoming the various challenges identified and the feasible and possible actions outlined to help African Women and all those women in the Agricultural industry to no longer feel marginalized but fell they actually determine the margins – the “profit margins”.

Girls' Globe

Women farmers are the pillars of African agriculture. According to the United Nations Food and Agriculture Organisation (FAO), the agricultural sector employs over two-thirds of all women in Africa who then produce nearly 90 percent of food on the continent. Women are responsible for growing, selling, buying and preparing food for their families yet remain marginalized in business relations and lack control over access to resources such as land, improved seeds and fertilizer, credit and technology.

Women serve as the backbone of agriculture and food production in Africa, but the potential of women in agriculture is left largely untapped. African women comprise approximately 70 percent of Sub-Saharan agriculture workers and 80 percent of the actors in the food processing chain.

Agricultural programs are rarely designed with women’s needs in mind due to a combination of logistical, cultural, and economic factors, coupled with a lack of gender statistics in the agricultural sector. As a result, African women farmers…

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This is so touching and inspiring. I am strong today because l forgave myself above all and also forgave Him. He greatly contributed to my
becoming an unfaithful wife but l eventually pulled myself together leaving the shame and sham of a marriage and all. I still weep for the boys l left there but someday and with all the support l now have, l will get my boys and all.

Building A Life Of Hope


The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.
Mahatma Gandhi

When I round the curve in the road, my thoughts unexpectedly go back to her and that not so long ago time when she was the “other”. The past lingers for just a moment then disappears as the road straightens and I head for home.

Each week, I return to the space that provides solace and heat. A place in that not so long ago time that seemed to call my name. The road was dark then, the route unknown. Each visit an escape hatch from pain.

Perhaps I was conceited enough to believe that he would never leave-never mind deceive. Then we became another cliché. Middle-aged man leaves wife and kids for younger woman. How trite and how true.

The knowledge came in bits and pieces. An off-handed remark made by a close…

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Productivity Hacks: Part 1

I have been doing some of the things Lidiya mentions in her posts and I can say they have helped me considerably in my productivity. I try as much as possible to start off at 5 am each day and it used to be even 4 am.
I keep apps in which I log my various tasks, my daily ‘achieved’, my notes and much more.
I have always tried to do today what I can and should do as planned and not push to tomorrow or later.
I am however to try out the two minute rule nor register any success at following the fixed period of time hack. the notifications of my phone and much more would not guarantee my total concentration. However, when I think I really need not to notified by the ‘smart’ phone, I just switch it silent.

Let's Reach Success

If you look back on the last few days and analyze the things you did, how would you define your overall performance?

Did you do most of the things on your to-do list? Were you efficient? Did you do focused work on important tasks or wasn’t that concentrated and most of them weren’t that meaningful? Did you waste time procrastinating and just doing nothing?

In other words, can you say these days were productive?

Often the answer is no. And that doesn’t mean you didn’t do your best. It just means you weren’t productive.

Productivity is to do all the important things that need to be done, to do them in little time and with focus.

You can cross everything on your to-do list but that can take days, while it’s planned for just one.
You can do them, but not properly, which will lead to bad results. You can…

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I don’t have time to…

I don’t have time indeed to HATE.  Life is short, death is sure, time is unpredictable. Why would I waste whatever i have hating? I choose to Love and live happily. I prefer to wake being grateful for yet the another moment of time to do my best and leave an impact so that where I to run out of time and hence wake up no more, my love and deeds will live on timelessly.