Tag: public health
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Keep sustainable marketplaces for healing!
Markets flooded my head this year, firing up ideas for healing and wellness. Of course I love markets, I have once written a grant about sustainable ones and how they can be used for healing. The markets I know, beginning from a place called a festival of arts to a space near a church with…
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Keep knowing you belong here!
You belong here, as do the ocean, your children, your husband, your hopes, your hurdles, your dreams, your desires, the legs that walk this earth, the eyes that see these trees, you belong here, next to things that challenge you, next to moments we face our fears, next to one particular harbor, next to a…
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Keep striving for the stars!
If you ever find yourself in a place where everyone strives for the stars, I hope you do the same.
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Keep those who understand you!
About 2 years ago, I held a misunderstanding, with the one whose name is like mine. We didn’t speak for months, barely said hello or good bye. Then we met again, just as the sun turned around the earth, in a place where I once rested my head. We met to remember just how we…
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Keep blooming like a rose!
When time is up, and the fruits of your labor emerge, and faded memories linger, and faces and voices creep further away, and the ripples that form disappear, leaving behind a blunt-edge sword, and something to live for, when all the truth of your days are known may nothing but stillness and enduring horizons find…
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Keep the cycle of grant writers!
I’m always in a circle. Always beginning just when I thought I was finished. The function, the very true function of an artist is to dance to a different beat. So goes a grant writer. We write grants because we are always drumming a new tune differently. Grants invariable rebel against what is norm. If…
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Keep Nkolika, Nkemjika, Nkiruka, or a time for everything!
Something reminded me, something, that there is time for everything, and at the right time, even if time seemed like never ending dips, or whether once upon a time you stood at the edge of a cliff, and tipped over, everything will seem like ripples on a pond, and your eyes will see, your mind…
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Keep your growth rings!
Picture this, a woman strange, small, very small, and hidden as if keeping a secret all to herself. Except the secret is not a secret and her ways are small and strange. Every year they say a tree full of life, adds a growth ring to the wood in its trunk, because it has to…
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Keep being light!
If my work ever became a houseboy, allowing people to enter a party to which they had not been invited, I would stop. If I speak my mind eloquently, determined not to be distracted, yet discover that I only attract dust, I will stop. If what I do is not owned by whomever wanted to…
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Keep this day of eliminating cervical cancer.
I have known something of the fight some speak off. I still remember what it’s like to be called Osodieme. I knew once we heard those words, this fight would be more than personal. That day is forever etched in my mind like something of the dark people speak off. It’s not that eyes can’t…
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Keep this love, even as we eliminate cervical cancer!
What we wanted seemed little enough at that time. There was something there, making it hard to eat. She was seeing a doctor. They will take a piece of something, and promised everything will be okay. Hours turned to days and days turned into more days. When we finally spoke, she shared what we had…
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Keep the public’s health.
The same scene has been repeated many times. We say we want something better for our collective public health, but give into tyranny to prove a point. Some many now wonder what could be done. Honestly nothing. Many of us are tired and sick and tired of being tired. Nothing at this point can sort…