Written while watching the World Cup 2026. Some thoughts that wouldn't stay quiet.
While we were watching the match, Gaza was being stripped and an Egyptian ambassador was assassinated.
I have no idea of any details. Do we need more details? Do we need more information?
The complexities are horrendous and feisty in animalistic ways in this human jungle of global hazards.
My mind searches for sense-making thinking.
I see manipulations, gaslighting, emotional and mental invasions robbing mankind of ease and peace.
Our minds, hearts and homes have been infiltrated with demonic storms of twirling corruptions, criminalisations, and complications.
As I expand my thoughts, the unraveling is like a ball of tangled wool struggling to line out and roll up back into a wrapped circle. Each time one knot is eased, there is another twisted tweak waiting to be ironed out.
As a Holistic Health and Wellness Counsellor and Supervisor to Counsellors, I engage with beautiful souls, clients who find themselves captured into the cages of conflictual relationships at various levels.
Today, as we wake up for a moment, we are all clients of TRAUMATIC LIVING.
Sipping on sweet creamy morning coffee is a breath of joy before stepping out to tackle the day.
What do we see, what do we hear? The sweet wake-up song of the bird, the crackle of the breezy leaf calling out the beauty of nature, which is our daily gift.
This reality cannot be dismissed, yet it drizzles away as the day dawns into the duniya straddles.
I speak to myself as I write this for my own sanity. Wake up sitting duck. The signs are glaring in our faces, on screens, clips and videos. The silence is loud. The noise fizzles as it rises and lowers. The game goes on, flags are hoisted and show up red and flamed. We are blinded with lost visions, no heartbeats toward missions of our visions.
We are asleep, slumbered and stoned, dreamers, dazed, daunted, taken over by idiots, clowns and demons loud and proud.
Am I angry? Perhaps I am. Sad and forlorn too.
Does it help? It doesn't.
Where are our so-called leaders who have a following? Why are we sheltered in our own little pockets and not acting? Wake up, show up. I speak to myself first.
Let's take the lead, use our voices, follow the leader, become it.
UNITY is what we need.
Let's not shy away. Speak the word. Do the deed.
Calling our leaders, show the way, be in the forefront, all will follow, surely indeed.
