Tag: learning
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Keep speaking love!
And when I speak of love, I speak of you. I speak of how you emptied yourself in me, one fine Friday evening and nine months later, we birthed a queen so powerful like the amazons of Dahomey, Queens of Nimo. I speak of our boys, all three of them with beauty so numberless, wisdom…
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Keep knowing that anger does not reach my soul!
They call us Iwelunmor. The ones for whom anger does not reach our soul. Even if they stir up trouble. The ones for whom anger does not invade our being. Even if they hinder our dreaming. The ones for whom anger does not dwell in our mind. Even if it lasts for a moment. So…
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Keep keeping this list of things to keep!
So this is what it means, to be a woman full of lists, of things to keep, in a time of a pandemic, every single thought, sound and insane. Mother to a girl named Belle and boys who never met the one for whom anger never met his soul. Daughter to the one for whom…
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Keep sending me.
To see him. To see him high and exalted. To marvel at the throne, the robe, the really long robe filling up the temple. To see angels with wings, six wings, two covering their faces, two covering their feet, two for flying. To hear angels calling one another, singing holy, and the whole earth full…
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Keep knowing your soul!
I am undoing all that keeps my soul from prospering. All that keeps me buried. I am looking at the mirror to. I know my soul. I am like stars against the sky. Like galaxies bouncing through space. Becoming green as I pass through storms. I know what stirs me. I bow my heads in…
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Keep the lessons of the snow!
Perhaps the lessons from falling snow, is that every fall brings disruption. Every disruption brings change. Every change brings power. Every power brings insight. Every insight brings abundance. Every abundance brings grace. Every grace is sublime. I agree with the snow. What if anything can we learn from snow? The past 2 days my family…
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Keep charting a burst of light with science/public health writing.
How might we make scientific writing inclusive? How might it move beyond its style and form, beyond its static blueprint to adapt to lives that are constantly changing? How can we speak of advancing racial and ethnic equity in science, health or medicine, if we continue to court tools and language that remain colonized? How…
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Keep knowing I’m not done yet!
As rough as the grains of garri. As smooth as the mold of eba. This collection of lists to keep. A collection of cares so deep. Unclear what I’m doing. But doing so with clarity. Honest, honesty. Of life as a mother. Life as a health researcher too. All in a time of a pandemic.…
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Keep light for generations to come!
Imagine being described as honest, clear-eyed or simply impressive. These words were used by Toni Morrison herself to describe Lucille Clifton’s memoir ‘Generations.’ Lucille Clifton was more than a poet. The best too if I might add. She was a mother to six children and a prolific children’s book author. Her name Lucile meant light…
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Keep knowing where you stand with public health!
At the end of his book Health and Culture beyond the Western Paradigm, my doctoral advisor ended with these words: ‘To engage in a healthy culture project is to question one’s location constantly, always remembering that wherever something stand, another thing will stand beside it.’ It’s from Chinua Achebe and to him, it meant that…
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Keep imaginations
I have been writing and thinking about why we write. This time, my daughter and my son are my muse. I listened intently as she told me during dinner about her desire to start her own company, one where she would simply write and illustrate all the books she wanted to write. Currently she is…
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Keep dwelling among fine people!
Today, I dwelled among some fine people. Poets, storytellers, researchers, humans committed to the light, the beauty of our humanity. And they all glistened, smiled as they glistened. Finer than silver moons. Oozing words, delicious words, as juicy as the sweetest berries. Of ways humanity will flourish because we loved us, loved our coming together…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 