Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

Today, I stepped into my essence. God, my Zobam, family and friends were with me. No one told me it would be like this. That I would be in positions that matter. Positions in which I get to decide the nature and quality of other people’s lives. I see the world must be the way it ought to be. No need enacting misery to exert our power. You will indeed be powerless. Freedom is possible. Humane decisions too. There is always a danger of a single story. Words do matter. Still, I will dream the world as it ought to be. I enter this space of trust, this pillar of hope, dreaming a little before I think, so my thoughts, my solutions, my directions, my choices about the quality of other people’s lives, who remains or leaves, who thrives and who doesn’t, will be worth the path I have chosen. I will not be helpless. I will not be heartless too. It is possible to be in this space, listen as we engage in dialogues that lead to humane decisions, still for his glory. I intend to do so. And we have time to dream and dream…Welcome to the beginning of our dreams