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Birmingham Caribbean Festival 2014

Birmingham Caribbean Festival

Birmingham Caribbean Festival

I took a few hours out from slaving over a hot laptop (I’m trying to finish the Love is Not a Reward Sourcebook before the end of the month) to check out the Birmingham Caribbean Festival.

The food, the music, and the colours made me extremely homesick for the Caribbean. Alas the weather was not always as Caribbean as we would have liked.

Thanks to Ayaso Food for taking the time to prepare and cook a special fish for me even he’d packed up for the night. It was divine, and well worth the wait.

 

Young poetry performer at BCF

Young poetry performer at BCF

 

Girls enjoying jelly coconut

Girls enjoying jelly coconut

 

Ita (aka Miss Culture Jam) and Chester manning the bookstall

Ita (aka Miss Culture Jam) and Chester manning the bookstall

 

Ita and Joan (Festival organizer) getting down to the beats

Ita and Joan (Festival organizer) getting down to the beats

 

Soul Kitchen - hot off the press for the festival. Buy it, download the app and it will talk you through how to prepare the dishes

Soul Kitchen – hot off the press for the festival. Buy it, download the app and it will talk you through how to prepare the dishes

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Jamaica needs love

24th April 2014

Root of Strongback

Root of Strongback

Last night I got the news that the man who held this strong-back in his hand a couple of weeks ago, the man who was so full of hope for staying power in his sexual encounter, the man who was amazed by how much I could tell about him from his date of birth using numerology, the man who was eager to learn more about the power of visualization as a way of creating a more promising future, the man who told me with tears in his eyes of his mother’s death and the way he felt she was guiding him in life. This man was murdered, shot in his own home.

It happened a week after he came to my hotel room and took part in an NLP (Neuro Linguistic Programming) time-line session. He had participated fully and when he reached his desired goal in his head it was fully reflected in his body. His shoulders were back, his head up, and his hands akimbo. He was, in that moment, the man he desired to be.

It was an unusual session because his ancestors were there willing him on. Through me they told him ‘it’s your time now.’ We both believed they meant it was his time for success – not that it was his time to join them.

I’ve spent many hours reprimanding myself for not understanding the message, but I’ve been reminded by some loving friends that my job is to deliver the message – not to work it out.

I can’t say I’m enjoying this work, especially as this man’s death is such a vivid reminder of the most fearful side of Jamaica. Sometimes it hard to remember that what Jamaica needs is not condemnation but love.


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Rick’s Cafe Jamaica

 

The world famous Rick's Cafe

The world famous Rick’s Cafe

 

 

 

Rick’s Cafe is rated the 10th best cafe in the world, I thought it was worth taking a look.

 

 

 

 

 

Unfortunately it was a rainy day so there was no spectacular sunset, but there were plenty of American tourist. Many came in on the pleasure catamarans that pulled up right into the cove; others came by bus and taxi.

Catamarans arriving at Rick's Care

Catamarans arriving at Rick’s Care

It was fun to watch the official cliff divers (for a tip) and the rookies bracing themselves to take the plunge.

Thinking about jumping

Thinking about jumping

Go GIRL

Go GIRL

Landed in one piece

Landed in one piece

As the menu catered mainly to American tastes (even priced in American dollars) my guide took me to a sweet little Jamaican place not many steps away from Ricks. Swordfish Restaurant. 

Sword Fish Restaurant not far from Rick's Cafe. Try the lobster and shrimp dish Yum! Yum.

Sword Fish Restaurant not far from Rick’s Cafe. Try the lobster and shrimp dish Yum! Yum.

He recommended the lobster and shrimp dish – well, not so much recommended as he ordered it and I copied – served with rice and peas. Oh my Lord, I did not want it to end.


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Jamaica’s answer to Viagra

Leaves of Strongback

Leaves of Strongback

Known locally as ‘strongback’ the plant grows wild, but you need to know what to look out for. I’d been walking past it for days without knowing its true value, until I saw a young(ish) gentleman pulling up the plant, discarding the branches and keeping the root.

When I asked what the plant was he looked at me and asked surprised ‘You don’t know strong back?’

 

Root of Strongback

Root of Strongback

I had heard of the plant but never seen it. It is this part that is boiled and drunk to give men ‘extra staying power’ as one man described it to me. And it’s free!!


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Accompong on Mother’s Day

Sunday 30th March 2014
It wasn’t the usual Mother’s Day for me this year. Instead of the lie in, followed by a leisurely breakfast and keeping my feet up for most of the day, I went to Accompong, the main Maroon town in Jamaica.

Welcome to Accompong

Welcome to Accompong

Back in April of last year I was given a message during a psychic development circle to look more closely at the Maroons. It’s taken a while, but here I was, on my way to the town I’d learned so much about.

Mural at Accompong

Mural at Accompong

The Maroons were formed from a group of slaves originally from what is now Ghana and Cameroon. Through amazing guerrilla warfare assisted by the strong psychic connection Queen Nanny, one of their leaders, had with the ancestors, they were able to secure their freedom 100 years before slavery was officially abolished.

Cujoe and Queen nanny

Cujoe and Queen nanny

Their main residence was in the mountains of St Elizabeth with several smaller communities in Clarendon and in Trelawney.

As it was complicated to get to by public transport I hired a private taxi to take me at a cost of $10,000.00 Jamaican Dollars (Approx £55 British Pounds).

We left the hotel at 8.30 and travelled via Negril. Having done that journey a few times I was quite familiar with many of the land marks.

Roundabout in the centre of Negril

Roundabout in the centre of Negril

We then headed into Westmoreland’s capital Savannah-La-Mar which is my Dad’s parish. I stopped to take some pictures but realised that the guide books were right about Sav (as they say locally). There really isn’t much to see. Westmoreland, unlike many of the parishes in Jamaica is flat, and I have to confess to finding it quite monotonous.

Bamboo Avenue

Bamboo Avenue

That is until we came to Bamboo Avenue, three miles of bamboo arching from both sides of the road to form a spectacular green tunnel.

Peter Tosh's Mausoleum

Peter Tosh’s Mausoleum  – Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die

On the other side we came to Peter Tosh’s Mausoleum. It’s hidden behind Prince’s restaurant and we could have driven past it if we hadn’t stopped to ask directions.

It’s a small space in a huge garden, which is used to host a massive concert on the anniversary of his birth each year. It started small and is growing each year.

Accompong is reached by driving through some stunningly beautiful mountains, and some very bumpy roads, but it was worth it.

Visitors and tourists must report to Colonel's office

Visitors and tourists must report to Colonel’s office

It is a self governing enclave within Jamaica, akin to the Vatican in Rome. No passport is required but all visitors must report to the Colonels office to either state their business of book a tour of the town.

Mural celebrating the life of the Maroons

Mural celebrating the life of the Maroons

The history of the town is fascinating, as is their crime record. There is virtually no crime in this town, in fact in the last 275 there has been one murder here.

Maroon Peace Treaty

Maroon Peace Treaty displayed at the Colonel’s office

They attribute this to the fact that the town was created in peace (as is evidenced by the display of the peace treaty signed back in 1739) and the constant respect paid to, and guidance sought from, the ancestors.

Cite of libation

Cite of libation

I had the honour of being able to partake in a libation to the ancestors.