I only heard her speak and my heart broke. Advertisements
You always think that it’s not gonna be you.
“We live in a society where the “nothing” (shopping, watching TV) has become a “something” and the “something” (relaxing, meditating, sharing) has become a void in need of being filled.” – Frank Barat, On Palestine
Cyclone Sagar (May 16, 2018 – May 21, 2018) is the strongest ever recorded cyclone to hit Somalia. Last week I had a work trip to some of the worst hit villages and the families that it devastated. I was gonna write a blog post on the people I met and the conversations we had
When I look inward as to who I am and what I stand for, I’ve always been met with a sense of peace, an anchor. I guess I’m blessed that I had parents that never imposed their ideas or identities on me, but rather just let me learn my way through life.
I sit with nothing but silence around me. Cross-legged on the floor, I close my eyes and try to focus on the furthest sound I can hear. Nothing. There’s just the machine hum of the air conditioner above me. The thoughts in my mind feel more like a conversation, what feels like hundreds of different
In the Somali culture, we carry our forefather’s name like an ID card; you have your name, your father’s name and then your grandfather’s etc etc etc. In my case, ‘Id’/’Ciid’/’Eid’, is my great-grandfather’s name and it’s also the kind of name that hits you with a spotlight when you’re in certain places…this town I’ve moved to is one of
Being told “I see you and you are one of us”, is incredibly empowering but more than that you feel safe and supported because you’re being claimed.
There are certain dreams and memories that will forever imprinted in who who we are – for me a defining one has definitely been to go to the country that I’m from. So as I sit here a whole 25 years old about to move to country that I know nothing about besides the nostalgia
“I feel old” “I feel like I should have accomplished so much more” “I have no idea what I’m doing”