What does it mean to truly drink? Not just to swallow, but to receive water as our bodies are meant to receive it? We have traded this essential purity for convenience. We store our water in plastic bottles that can leach chemicals, particularly when we carry cartons in our vehicles, subject to heat that accelerates this process. We cook our food in metallic pots that can leave a faint, sharp taste. Our ancestors chose a different path. They understood the intelligent simplic

You are African. How many African outfits do you own? I can still hear the steady hum of my mother's sewing machine. I remember coming in from playing outside and finding a new dress waiting for me. The scent of new cloth filled the room. She would hum as she worked, her foot pressing the pedal rhythmically. When she made me a dress for my seventh birthday, she stitched my name inside the collar. "So you never forget whose hands made this," she said. That dress was not just c

Where do the stories come from? They whisper from the morning message of a friend remembering shared laughter. They echo in the memory of a failed meeting that taught me more than any success. They dance in the pattern of rain on a tin roof, each drop a beat in nature's timeless rhythm. If I had the time, I could write ten stories a day, for everything surrounding me is a story waiting to be told. Today's story begins with numbers, with logic, with my mathematical mind that o

What does true sanctuary feel like in a world that never stops demanding? Where can we be both strong and vulnerable without judgement? How do we build spaces that honour our need for both community and autonomy?   I used to be inactive in my old girls association, but life's pressures brought me back. These girls knew me before I knew myself. They remembered the girl with scraped knees and big dreams, long before I became the professional with responsibilities. In their eyes

How many of us have never borrowed money? Are you always in debt? Do you spend beyond your means? Our African foreparents achieved genuine financial peace and debt-free living not through vast wealth, but through a profound philosophy of ‘enough’. Their resilience came from a system of self-reliance and anti-consumerist thinking. They built their own homes from local materials. They grew their own food through sustainable farming. They drew water and fuel directly from the la

Last Sunday, my cousin graduated as a medical doctor. The ceremony took place in a hotel filled with our entire tribe. When they announced her entrance, she did not walk in quietly. She danced through the door with four fellow graduands, moving to music that soon had the entire hall swaying and clapping along. It took her ten minutes to dance from the entrance to her seat at the front of the hall. Each step celebrated years of struggle and study. You could feel the joy spread

We often hear the proverb, "It takes a village to raise a child." For our ancestors, this was not just a saying; it was a practical reality. The village was a living network of support and shared responsibility. Children moved freely between homes. Elders guided the young. Burdens were distributed across many shoulders. This system provided a profound sense of security. It ensured no one faced life's challenges alone. The village was a collective project in human development.

Our meals once did more than fill our stomachs. They wove the community together. Each shared plate and communal pot strengthened the bonds between people. Food was the active thread in the social fabric. It connected families and neighbours in a tangible, daily practice. This tradition sustained more than our bodies. It sustained our collective spirit.   Many of us now eat alone or in haste. Think of the last time you ate a hurried lunch at your desk, scrolling through your

Finding your personal faith beyond organised religion We live in a world of prescribed paths. From the careers we choose to the lives we build, external expectations often chart the course. This is perhaps most profound in the realm of faith. For generations, across our communities, spiritual identity was frequently presented not as a search but as an inheritance. You belonged to a faith because your family did. Your beliefs were often a function of your birthplace.    Yet sp

Have you ever found yourself sweating in a synthetic dress or sweltering in a suit during tropical heat? We have all been there, feeling that uncomfortable cling of fabric that seems designed for anything but comfort. We are often told that 'smartness knows no weather,' pushing us to prioritise a rigid, professional uniform over personal comfort. This widespread practice of wearing unsuitable clothing reveals our deep disconnect from climate-smart dressing.   Our ancestors kn

We often use the term "mother tongue," yet we must speak of our mother's tongue—and the profound dignity it carries. This matter transcends language itself. It strikes at our right to walk through the world with our heads held high. Colonial powers did not simply impose their languages; they orchestrated a theft of the spirit. They convinced us that the very cadence of our mothers' voices signified inferiority. They sold us a lie: that to become educated and modern, we must a

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There is a whisper from a simpler time, a quiet knowing that tugs at your soul. That whisper is not a memory; it is your birthright. This series is our guide to hearing it, understanding it, and finally, reclaiming it. Have you ever found yourself caught in the whirlwind of modern life and felt a quiet ache for something more? That feeling, a gentle pull towards a different way of being, is not just nostalgia. It is the echo of our foreparents’ wisdom, a whisper from a time