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“Chief of the Adinkra Symbols” Symbol of greatness, charisma and leadership I want to talk about circles. The Devoted & Disgruntled Open Space started with a circle, it tries to. Some will always be more comfortable slightly outside the circle, … Continue reading →

We are all Africans. Some of us left a little earlier than the others, some of us didn’t leave of our own accord, Some of us remained. As the song goes ‘We Are Family’ and I am one Sister who … Continue reading →

    Every play takes you on a journey. You dive into a new world and explore, opening doors, kitchen draws, drawing rooms or bedrooms finding out where the characters live, what they care about, what’s their point. Human nature … Continue reading →

I had two tickets to two shows this week. Each left me in tears, they always do. I’m a cry baby when it comes to watching performers give it their all, chins up, voices blazing, singing with all their might. … Continue reading →

Film was my first love. Then theatre stole my heart. Captured my imagination. Me and theatre are friends for life. In my foundation years, it gave me the tools to turn chairs into thrones, mice into men,to fall flat on … Continue reading →

Run Jamaica Run. This Sunday is a big day for Jamaicans at home and abroad with their friends and family across the globe they will be celebrating and reflecting on the eve of the 50th anniversary of the Independence of … Continue reading →

I want to write this while I remember what it feels like. I’m writing as a wife and a mother working, a working wife and mother.  These responsibilities come before anything else. Of course I’m also a daughter, daughter-in law, … Continue reading →

I understand some of you want me to cry for Greece, Syria or the Middle East in general. Lord knows I have and will continue to pray and push for peace. Little ole me. I understand you think my being … Continue reading →

Time to talk. I don’t know the family. I do know the streets. The bus stop, the bus, the classroom the teacher, the pain have all connected me over the years. More than I had imagined. I’m tired of all … Continue reading →