An acknowledgement like this goes a long soul way


Let me just drop it here almost a week later. I was the April She Hero of the Woman Words literary press overseen by Comrade Mbizo Chirasha. I have just been so busy I almost forgot to share such an acknowledgement o. I am humbled and really appreciate the goodness of the Lord in my life. May He continue to use me Amen. Read on and share. Thank you comrade:https://womawordsliterarypress.home.blog/2019/04/27/marie-angele-abanga-is-our-she-hero/

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Sometimes a change is scary but could be special


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Picture taken March 2015 in Brussels

Hello World,

The above picture is so special; I mean I couldn’t have found a more special one to use. That day was special but it was confirming a big scary change I was embarking on. My boyfriend then took me to the restaurant where we had our first date, to sort of celebrate our parting since my decision to move back to Cameroon had just become irrevocable. I had reserved my flight for July that same morning. It was a bitter-sweet moment.

Five years and more, I am here doing all the amazing stuffs I am doing, I have found my purpose and I am so productive some even think I am sort of hypomanic a lot of the time lol.

This year started on a very high note, I mean I turned 40 which was huge and wow, I celebrated it grand style my own way, I got so funky and asked life for more, and four days later baaaaaaaam – a new relationship. Are we all calling this a special though initially scary change?

And so, I decided among others to stop being a WHY person but a WHY NOT person. My mind told me it was time to change the theme of my blog, and so I am doing just that. I am taking it slowly though because once again the change is seeming scary. I mean what of my widgets and etc etc.

I have admired blogs where less was written in favour of visuals and where to click lol. Don’t know if this new one will be the final one and if I will know what to do with the widgets etc, but I am just embracing the change for now.

Sometimes indeed, the change is scary but special just like my current funky look with low hair hurray.

Be inspired and motivated someone

Happy midweek everyone – Yay

Feeling Funky at 40, looking for more…


I turned 40 on the 18th of January 2019 and it’s like I turned 20 in spirit.

Maybe the word funky is more sleazy than say fulfilled? But that’s how I feel right now. I am a feelings person, looks come 3rd or 10th place have never made that a priority.

I know I look what funky or fine girlish lol, but that’s not the first thing I wish people see or remark about me (can’t close their eyes though but maybe writing this can sort of close their mouths hahaha).

Anyways, the current feeling coupled with all I have been through and learned in life, leave me looking or better still craving for more…

More of funky, more of life, more of love, more of you Lord my source.

I have gotten there at final and firm last, where the within is so VIP, anything without can only matter if it threatens my within. And there tbt, I have the power to choose if I am giving that occurrence or someone the permission to get to my within, and for how long under what conditions…

Life couldn’t be more lovely for me…I mean I feel so funky.

Here is to Inspiration and Motivation everyone, you don’t need to get to 40 to feel this funky yeah…

I choose freedom and love, no to stress as much as possible
I’ve got the power oh ho ho ho ho ho ho….
With my mummy, 2 days after I turned 40 lol

Closing Chapter 3 & Welcoming Chapter 4: My Journal of a 7 days Spiritual Journey


I went into hibernation from the 10 – 16th January to do this; and I kept a journal. I was told to publish same on day 3 of the awesome journey, and I ain’t bargaining with God ever again. It is free, kindly download from this link

I am equally asking for dontions to help me open a mental health care support center in my city of Douala – Cameroon. No amount donated is ever too small. You can read more updates and needs assessed from the campaign right here.

What memories do we leave behind?


My dad was recently in our home for 10 days and on his last day he gave me money to go and buy a clock. He had noticed we didn’t have one although there was a nail that looked like one hung there previously – indeed we had one which had accidentally gone down when someone pulled the curtain without paying attention. When I tried to talk him out of it, he insisted the memories will remain forever and that’s what mattered to him.

He had equally been trying his best to ‘spoil’ the boys and I was almost getting on my nerves too lol. I now get it, it’s not every other month he sees them. Indeed, this is the first Christmas ever we are all spending together; and the second vacation they are spending together in 12 years (my second son is 12 and so you can guess they had never spent any time together – he only saw my son as a baby, and had never met the 9 years old oh Lord).

So, I got the clock and will move it some other place and further up. I will cherish that memory too.

That’s equally how, my friend in Brussels decided to immortalize my passage in his life by paying for a car plate with the initials of the special name I called him. I called him my super super hero aka SSH. He did that in 2016 but I am just sharing it now because the memories came back as I thought of Dad.

And so dear all, I wish to inspire+motivate us all to think about the memories we are making and leaving in each other’s life.

Safer spot for clock

Happy New year in advance

I am Dis-Abled and so what???


Today is World Disability Day and here is a basic definition I got from the world wide web: Collins dictionary defined disability thus: “Disability is a permanent injury, illness, or physical or mental condition that tends to restrict the way that someone can live their life.”

Do I need to remind the world of my dis-Abilities? I wear hearing aids (and so what?), I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis and suffered for two good years limping and downing meds (and so what?), I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder aka PTSD in 2014, indeed I used to be so messed up up there I attempted suicide in February 2009 (gimmie a big break here – and so what?).

Now, if I can’t remember anymore of dem damn dis-Abilities, need I start writing about Marie Abanga Global? About Hope for the Abused and Battered?

Come on people stop giving words so much limitation powers. Find the ability in your disability, show some empathy, compassion and even sympathy ( who knows which you know or prefer?). 

Dare to turn your dis-Ability into something beautiful, stand up, speak up and shine on.

But as far as I am concerned, I now know how to take care of me, all dem damn dis-Abilities and more


#StoptheStigma
#StoptheShame
#DisabilitynotInability
#IamMAGnectic

I have been busy creating, and you?


This is very much needed in my country, and am ready
#IamMAGnectic

Hello all, pictures they say speak thousand words.

I hope you now understand how inspired+motivated I have been since the start of this year, bust especially since October when I joined SIWO (success inspires world). It’s like a 🔥 lit up inside me, and I rose like a Phoenix.

Many call me phenomenal, I have branded myself MAGnectic.

Be inspired+motivated in all your endeavours. Thank you for all the support you can’t tell how I love me this tribe.

Something huge about Hope is in the making…


Happy midweek everyone. Now when I started this year and my spirit told me it was my year of Grace, I just wrote that down and said Amen.

The above picture is from one of those Facebook picture readers. I love and agree to that one intoto. And below are some 7 facts about me they got right too.

There is something in the making and I got a name and a small team already.

Yes, that’s life for someone like myself who is freedom and love. A tale of talents and a vessel of her Almighty Father. Where ever He Leads I go. His Grace Alone is sufficient.

Thank you in advance for all your best wishes and prayers