Sunny Cayo has become Rainy Cayo and I love it. The land had been so dry and the plant life had been dying for a drink. My prayers were heard in the Universe because these last couple of days has been producing so much rain. Any time of the day or night torrents of water keep falling from the huge magnificent black clouds sweeping across the sky. Looking on the rain, seeing the dryness becoming wet clay reminds me of where I came from and where I will return. Everything in this life can be muddy or be beautiful depends on how you look at it. I want to be lifted up out of the mud into the beautiful clay. Everything is important in this life. See the small rocks to the big boulders each are important on the land. We are all important, from the biggest to the littlest, from the richest to the poorest, from the Queen to the beggar, from the mountains to the valley, rivers to the sea.
Have you noticed that the days are getting shorter and time has sped up? The year just started and it is at the end already. Sleep is a thing of the past for me. I have spent the last few years asleep .Now I am awake and feel I have so much to do that I am keeping the candle burning. I have cut myself free from all that was. I need to listen and understand the messages now. I am searching for more. Is it knowledge?
Can you hear me? Can you see me, can you touch me, and can you feel me. Are you hearing me? Much Love, Peace, Joy, and Beauty is wished for you.
I am the proud Great great great granddaughter of the Slave Yaya and Great great great grandniece of Nanny. I AM also the proud Great great, great granddaughter and niece of the Morgan brothers who destroyed Henry Morgan plantation and escaped to Accompong town. A few...