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The Fist and the Scorpion: Unlocking True Umoja

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  The Thumb insisted nothing could be held down without his weight. The Index Finger swore he was the leader because he points the way. The Middle Finger looked down upon everyone because he stood tallest. The Ring Finger flaunted his jewelry, and the Little Finger claimed he alone knew the secrets whispered in dark corners. Individually, they were extraordinary. But when a heavy calabash of water was placed before them, none of them could lift it. And when a venomous scorpion crawled onto their mat, their isolated brilliance nearly got the entire arm killed. Listen to episode In our homes and communities today, we see the exact same paradox. We have never had more degrees, more personal titles, or more individual leverage. Yet when real pressure touches our collective doorstep, why does our grip slip? Why do our five gifted fingers refuse to curl inward until the poison is already in the bloodstream? What illusion of safety are we clinging to that makes us prefer being exceptional...

Against All Odds- Preston J. Harrison

 Against All Odds

Destiny surrenders
born as an underdog,
I was raised by a giant
to learn to see through the fog.
The coast was always guarded
and sometimes would be clear
for hope , faith and dreams
could only come but very near.
I looked around and found
no one I could resemble,
none just like me truly
trying hard to be so nimble.
I kept my dream a secret
though my ambition told them all.
My mouth kept shut,
my eyes wide open
to see those before me fall.
"Not my fate ", I told myself
as others claimed they heard me say.
I declared my life my own
then out on faith I made my way.


Preston J. Harrison

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