Thursday, March 26, 2015

Currently Reading Nelson Mandela Long Walk to Freedom

Freee Nelson Mandela...this is my first true memory of wanting to learn about this powerfully humble man. The song by Elvis Costello made me want to learn about Nelson and the country he lived in more then any sped over history lesson about the African continent. Since that very song i have been on a search about this great man and his people, possibly my very own people. NO NO NO i am not saying i am connected to Mr. Mandela in any way. I simply mean by way of the diaspora...not anyone that i know personally can link his or her path directly to there very own family in Africa. Yet, as we all know that is where the Black African American comes from. So my journey to Nelson is only by way of books and movies and anything and any way i could learn about Africa. This autobiography is so beautifully spoken that i feel like his intent was for me the reader to feel like we were simply to friends sitting together, one speaking the life and times of someone they used to be, a country that used to behave in a slighty different way and how the struggle to tear down apartheid and it's ills was not only a fight and struggle but a way of life. He was the struggle as well as it's triumph. I love this book. I will now pull up my chair and listen intently to the rest of the story. Soon...

Thursday, September 25, 2014

My Favorite Things

So as i grow older and reflect on who i am as a woman, Christian, mother, sister, aunty, grandma and friend... i find that mostly things in my life have remained the same. I still love books, journaling, writing, music and painting and creating art. some of my most favorite things Favorite Books in no particular order Song of Solomon---Toni Morrison The Temple of my familiar-Alice Walker The God of Small things---Arundhati Roy i love book shelves and book nooks and candles that are scented deliciously....i will cont. lol i am at work....and i am back.... These are the two books i most recently complteted. And i am a better person for it, meaning i am honoring words, debate, life, research of the American novel, poetry that i am not certain i get unless i sit and ponder a while, do some research on the woman who pinned those words and the times she lived in and how she translated her story of what she saw, felt and lived. These books gave me back why i like to research while reading. I love fun books, mysterious, somewhat romantic and contemporary, science fiction, classic and otherwise. Yet, when i put on a more critical review of the words that are displayed within the clutches of my hand and on my lap, sitting comfortably awaiting transformation...being the reader reading the writer and all of the very reasons they chose to use this particular word or that to describe a woman, a place a time, a man who fathered children yet are absent in the meat of the story but in the readers mind feel him looming over our shoulders tense, barely beating down our back to tell us "isn't it wrong the writer forgot about us", "isn't it wrong that i am no longer there, can't somone here me...i am right here trying to get back into the lives of my family, for my family..." and so the heart break goes when characters disappear, climates change out of character to appease the writers light journey they want us to travel down because they are not ready to face the inevitable distruction of their own pain. Thank you Toni Morrison for making me look deeper, and be the reader, question, asking, wondering, going beyond. As well as understanding and enjoying the front to the back page of a story. life like a story goes on it winds down many a road before there is every a complete finale. Enjoy your reading.

A walk from home to the music