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  Co-Owners of Destiny https://www.spreaker.com/episode/co-owners-of-destiny--71989016 What happens when the tree next to you begins to rot? You might think your branches are safe, but a falling giant takes everything down with it. Today, we confront the dangerous illusion of the "self-made" individual. In a society that praises ruthless competition, we are slowly poisoning our own roots. We aren't asking you to build more today; we're challenging you to strip away the toxic individualism that's weighing us down. Tune in to hear why your neighbor's survival is the key to your own. Call to Inaction To hold water, the cup must first be empty. What competitive habits do you need to stop feeding? Where are you hoarding resources that should be flowing back into your community? What selfish ambitions must you drop to let your tribe breathe? Nguzo Saba Narrative Map (This map is your ultimate guide to dropping the baggage of the past and finding your true path forwa...

Baba- Chapter 9 part 1



Chapter 9

“Jay, wake up!!!”
Simba was shaking me. I must have fell asleep reading. I looked outside and the sun must have just rose.
“The council is waiting for you. Clean yourself up and report downstairs.” He stood up and walked out of the door. I got up, brushed my teeth and washed my face. I made up my bed and reported downstairs as I was ordered.
Sitting around the table were four more people I had never seen before. Simba and Kwesi were also sitting at the table with them. There was a chair sitting in front of the table and I assumed it was for me.
“Jay, I want to introduce you to the council that will take you through your vision quest.” After saying that Simba stood up and began pointing to the people sitting at the table.  
“This is Sister Auset from Milwaukee. She is a Grand Master….from the House of Chete.” She was  a very dark and beautiful woman looking as if she wasn’t a day over forty. Her locks caught my attention; they were beautiful and long with a touch of gray.
“This is Brother Carl from Cincinnati. He is a Master from the House of MChugangi.” This was a light skinned brother. He greeted me with a smile. He reminded me of Simba the first time I met him. He was wearing a cuffe’ much like the one Simba wears.
“This is Sister Kay, she is Master from your house.” He paused and shouted out the House Call.
“Gye-Nyame!!!!”
I responded with “Fear None!!!”
“This is Brother Shekem from Atlanta. He is also Master from Gye-Nyame!” This was a dark skinned brother with long gray locks. He looked familiar but I couldn’t place where I seen him before.  “You already know Kwesi and myself.”
He took a seat and gestured to me that I could also take mine as well. I felt as if I was in the hot seat because all of them were staring at me. I could feel the power in the room Master Shekem broke the silence.
“Son, are you ready for your ordeal?”
“Yes sir, whatever it may be.”
“That’s good.” He paused for a second, and looked at me closely. “It is good to meet a focused young man. When I was your age I was buck wild.”
Simba looked down the table at him. “You still buck wild.”
Everyone busted out laughing. Kwesi stood up and the seriousness came back to the room.
“Your task is to go on your spirit quest. We have brought these people here to protect you while you go through. You will fast for five days. Your journey will start with the sweat lodge and end with the sweat lodge. Are you ready to begin?”
“Yes Sir.”

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