Looking back at Looking forward

A gentle evening breeze calmly passes through the house. I’ve just done my prayers and sat at the dining table enjoying this airiness caressing my cheeks. Anoushka Shankar’s “Father” comes on the speakers and fills the house with a surge of uplifting vibes. A few of her songs then get added into the queue and suddenly I’m a fan. I want to say that this year as with many years have been filled with much ups and downs but I find myself wanting to focus on the ups (A rare trait I’m desperately developing). I have successfully unlocked the goal in life and have done it with putting in a lot of effort. I’ve always been this parrot echoing on “just being” as a lifestyle. Like the trees and the birds, nourished and resting, we just are and there’s nothing to strive for. And for some, that may seem boring and uneventful but I found it refreshing being disconnected from this involvement. Curating your space and time with what you want and who you want is an art form in itself. I understand I have this privilege because I’ve seen what’s out there (bitches be addicted to drama y’alls). At the final hours of the end of this revolution, I look at the many days I’ve spent on bettering myself, being in the company of friends who have shared similar experiences & moments of repose where I’ve shut the world out. This is probably and honestly the first time in many years, I’m going to consciously seek out moments of joy and place myself in spaces of value and be of value. Let’s Go, 2026.

“I ain’t fraid of no ghost.” - Ray Parker Jr.

-T