Friday 13th September 2013
By the time I went to bed last night I was feeling pretty chuffed with myself for being so organised. I’m more or less packed, I’ve printed off all my paperwork, re-checked the flight details, and accepted and packed a mobile phone and some pens donated by one of my sons for me to take with me. (Nice replacement for all the ones I found that still don’t work and therefore not worth taking).
As far as my work goes, I was as up-to-date as I could be at this stage; and the book I’d ordered Legacy of the Black Gods – In time before time arrived. I thought it might be a fitting holiday read. Obviously hoping I get some time to read.
Was it all going too smoothly? Was that why I created the drama this morning of a shower that wouldn’t turn off? Brought in the tension and anxiety of not knowing where the stop cocks were for the water? ‘Why am I creating this?’ I asked myself in the midst of rushing around the house.
Then I sat and thought logically about what needed to be done, cleared my head of panic and found the stop cock – in a place I’d looked previously. My reminder? Anxiety and panic clouds the answer. Water represents emotions. When emotions are running out of control clear thinking is not possible. Calm brings clarity, as does ‘please ancestors, show me where the stop cock is.’
The problem has now been resolved. I’m going to savour the time I have left and keep it drama free. My plan is to catch up with a few friends who I’ve been putting on hold during the preparations. And to work out how all the audio/visual kit I’m taking with me works. Also going to do some more research into Cameroon and how it sits in all respects in An
I’ve put editing of Love is Not a Reward on hold for the time being. I’m trusting it will all get done in divine timing.
September 14, 2013 at 9:40 am
Hi there! Just catching up on your diary entries or rather blog post on your impending journey to Cameroon. I’m curious to know what’s taking you to Cameroon. I’m a Cameroonian blogger based in London.
September 15, 2013 at 12:03 am
Hi Pregoretti. Thanks for asking. I was just thinking that its been a while since I wrote about why I’m going. Tomorrows post will be a reminder, but basically I did a DNA test and discovered that the place in Africa where people share my DNA is Cameroon. I need to add that I’m Jamaican who decided to ‘find her roots’. You might find the video of my getting the news interesting.
Where in London are you, and where in Cameroon are you from? I’m going to Kumbo.
September 15, 2013 at 8:44 pm
Oh wow! I’m very excited for you. Kumbo has a very rich heritage and some pretty exotic names even for Cameroon standards. They’re a welcoming people. You’ll enjoy your stay I’m sure of that.
I’m from the South Western region of Cameroon, Lebialem Division to be precise, from a tribe called the Bangwa people. We’re commonly called the 99 sense people. lol, thats a story for another day. I currently live in Abbey wood, London with my husband and young family.
Have a blast! And safe journey to my beloved fatherland.
September 15, 2013 at 10:33 pm
Come on, you can’t make a statement like ‘we’re commonly called the 99 sense people’ and leave it at that. I’m very interested in spirituality and that sounds like there’s a spiritual link there. Am I wrong? Am I way off beam? Pray tell.
Thank you for your good wishes. I already feel welcomed from the contact I’ve made with the project coordinator.
I have a feeling that I’m from the Tikar tribe. I fit the profile very well. Even had a passion for rug-making when I was younger. (Apparently it’s one of the things Tikars are noted for.)