Resilience

In the West, the proverb see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil means to turn a blind eye to something that is legally or morally wrong. The above is part of  a response to a call l took part in 2017 for TedXSkoll. The piece l wrote in 2017 was entitled Speak no EVIL. The phrase Speak…

Nesting

Amai Chii? Mothering, motherhood. What is that. I find it fascinating that most parents agree that parenting is the most difficult, trying, challenging job in the world. I find it equally fascinating that as challenging as it is, it’s a job that comes with an ambiguous job description except one thing. BE PRESENT Whether one…

Breathe

The importance of breathing in our lives, is a no brainer. However, there are key moments that literally twists our heads and focus on the act of, the crucial role breathing has in our every living moment. Unlike any other time in our life time there is a global call on all of us to…

Press pause

Humanity is a tapestry of collective individualism. If only we could press pause, and celebrate every thread. We would all be living in bliss. No limits, No boundaries Laura Nyahuye, February 2020 I love gatherings, hugs, face to face conversations. Human interactions. I get energised when humans meet up to plan, to create to talk,…

Musvo

Model/Artist: Laura Nyahuye Wordsmith: Laura Nyahuye Designer maker: Laura Nyahuye Photographer: John Whitmore

Letter to Heaven

Coventry UK 23rd May 2020 Heaven this conversation is deep, strong powerful full of so much resilient, resistance as you rightly pointed (concerning ‘no apologies’). As l read the letter and Boxed in a few times,  from it I gathered a sense of drive echoed from a fellow woman on a totally different level. The…

Aluta continua!

Chest tight, lungs starving for air,  could not breath, is that the only existence  He set before me? Siting on her back watching waiting, waiting for what?.. Hopped off her back, they are watching me, l am watching IT, IT is watching me, Daring me, poking me. As if it was reciting my whole life…

In my garden

In my Garden there are sticks and stones rainbows and parachutes pine trees and pine cones In my garden there are rocks and pebbles snails and rattlesnakes snow and thunder In my garden there are cows and donkeys mice and ants rosebushes and jelly tarts In my garden there are friends and villains raspberry trees…

Shoes II

I remember the dress, pleated, floral I remember staring… Sandwiched between them, I remember the rumbling of their voices in fervent prayer   ‘Prayer of the righteous availeth much’   I remember them standing there Sitting there Kneeling there Watching, watching, waiting   ‘Those who wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength’   I…

These lungs

These lungs It’s as if the Felter, handpicked  the sheep right from the get go then plucked out  every uptight strand of Virgin hair Weaving it Brushing it Kinky curly on a new-born As seconds Gently sway into minutes minutes into hours as the chosen surrender itself into the hands the Felter Chaos coming in…