Sunday, August 8, 2010

Iron Bars - Stephen Marley ft. Mr. Cheeks

28 today

I turned 28 today which, certainly made it a time to ponder. For starters, I realize now that I should be thankful for many things. I have now come to the conclusion that at every critical junction in my life, I was headed for sure disaster, someone or something slightly adjusted my trajectory so that I avoided collision albeit with a few cuts and bruises. It is these bruises and scars that remind me that what happened was very real.

I am writing this entry also, to say that I am thankful that at every critical turn in my life, love in one way, shape or form that helped me avoid that collision. This love -in many of our cases- was not necessarily the love of another human being. Sometimes that love was as simple as song that hit the right note at the right time. Buffalo Soldier by Bob Marley, Me Against the World by Tupac spring to mind. So, thank you, Bob and thank you, Tupac. You saved my life more times than you can imagine… Jah BLESS! Thank you all for the faith you have had in me when even I didn’t have any in myself.

It is this love that keeps going today. After living in Sydney for 6 months, I am trying to stay standing despite the repeated emotional and financial blows to the sternum (upper chest) and solar plexus (stomach). In Adelaide I left a job, a partner, good friends for what’s in the” box”. And so far, the “box” that is Sydney has been a mixed bag of little joy, new friends, new enemies, but mostly, more blows to the sternum. I am not complaining as much as I am being descriptive. Well, maybe complaining a little bit but I am amongst friends. According to my buddy Saif, I am “built for rugged terrain”. Sounds flattering, but it makes me feel somewhere between an Arabian camel and gas guzzling sports utility vehicle.

So, Happy 28th birthday, you 6 foot, chocolate Adonis! May your next years be filled with crazier adventures, tons of laughter, hours of self-indulgence, and a date with Miss Venezuela of any year. And yes, go Tony Abbot, I have seen it all, except an apocalypse!

“Sometimes the beauty of an event is lost in all its detail”

Nelson Mandela