Random Stirrings of The Mind.

The shortness of life itself can be compared to a tiny spot in time. We are all guilty of getting caught up in sweating the small stuff. Worrying, compensating, complaining, gossiping, comparing, wishing, and waiting for something bigger and better to happen instead of focusing on all the simple blessings that surround us everyday Life is so fragile and all it takes is a single moment, one that changes everything you take for granted. Focus on what is important and be grateful. You are blessed and it is necessary that you believe it. Live your life without any regrets.  Every single day is different. some days you wake up and have enough strength to face the world and all that it has to offer, with a feeling that you can handle anything that is thrown at you; an unstoppable force. Other days it's so hard to get out of bed, and you feel like a fragile piece of glass, and all you want to do is escape reality. And that is life. Life is made up of both kinds of days. The uphill ones an...

I created this "concept" video three years ago, the words are not my own, credit goes to the pearly and lustrous voice, of a great mentor, and a motivator, Mr. Johnson Mwakazi. I hadn't sat to really take in the words; today I did. Well, that was quite a befitting piece, for the times. Of course, motivation is not permanent. But then, neither is bathing; but it is something you should do on a regular basis. We look up to our mentors for various reasons, one being to always strive to achieve like they have. To the words, “The prime of life may be great, there is up and there is also down, one may reach the summit, but where else can one move on, except for descending again.” 01:12 Listen on. Gerry

Seasons fade in and out like soft lullabies, their transitions slow but never faltering. Like mother earth herself they only turn in one direction, always onward, never back. As they wax and wane the pace of life changes. During the holidays, everyone is high energy, all systems go. With the first touch of new years, and well into the crisp feel moving over the high-rises and suburbia like a shallow wave, a  quieter  pace sets in. Dry winter sets in, flatter still, but never falling into a negative spin, dust and snarling  traffic. Town-folk are recovering from spending sprees.  Then spring comes to wake the  intermittent downpours, dirty streets and gloomy skies.sprouting grass , trees and blooms.  The seasons come and go like old friends. They bring memories of seasons past and the promise of seasons to come. They dance by us changing gradually in their back and forth way, two steps forward and one step back. And like time itself we cannot halt th...

There are situations in life that pushes us to the limits. At times, the same situations come as good-will.(A story for another day) We often depend on our strengths, virtuous abilities or even close confidants to face these challenges, albeit with a straight face. But there are instances, where all these are meaningless. At crossroads for the least, between a hard rock and the devil so they say. Digging deep, we wonder where we might have gone wrong. Glancing right does not help, looking left doesn't either. Then we remember, there is a friend forgotten in the sands of time, one that we often turn to when no one is available. We hardly look for Him when life is bliss and fortitude bountiful. Thanking Him is the least of our deeds and utterances, and when we do, it's for the food. Life, he has blessed us with, living each day unbeknown to us, is someone taking their last breath, being ran over by a car or undoubtedly, being struck by lightening. We gaze not into who hast gi...