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   FLOW LIKE BLUE WATER https://www.spreaker.com/episode/flow-like-blue-water--71874139 Why are we so obsessed with being the "solo savior"? We carry the weight of our families, our businesses, and our communities on our own shoulders, wearing our exhaustion like a badge of honor. But what if the solitary grind isn't the path to power? What if it’s the very trap keeping us economically and spiritually drained? Today, we dive into the deep blue waters of Ujima within the green fields of Ujamaa. The Somali proverb teaches us, “When a situation is known, a solution is found.” We know the situation: the solo hustle is failing us. But the solution isn't about working harder or doing more. It’s about stripping away the false narratives that isolate us from our Tribe. Call to Inaction: “The water that forces its way breaks against the rock; the water that yields wears the rock away.” Shed the heavy cloak of solo survival. Stop trying to carry burdens that belong to the col...

Salute to Nommo X

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I have to start this by saluting the men who have blazed a path in my life. I will do this in order and then I will dive in to this tribute. First I have to give shots out to my grandfather Cleven Brown who taught me to care and take care of my family (RIP). Next in line I have to say thank you to the person who this article is about Nommo X. Nommo then introduced me to Dr. Moriba Kelsey the founder of APDS, and the Tawi Village. Through Dr. Kelsey and Nommo I met Dr. Lewis Dodley entrepreneur and the Baba of the Simba Nation. Through Baba Dodley I was introduced to Gaylord Thomas. These men have shaped me through the fire of their love into who I am today. You may never hear about these men but they are in my pantheon of greatness. When I needed fatherly guidance each of these men gave it to me in their own way. Nommo X was a historian, warrior, entrepreneur, and a all around great man. He was a mentor that accepted you where you were and helped moved you to where you needed to be. ...

Till we meet again

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I havent poured a libation since you left, My tears are the testament of the sorrow that I feel, and pray they will push you threw. These are the tears of a selfish man. For they are not for you but for the empty space left by your living this life. But we will meet again Your life has etched the map for me to follow to the ultimate place of rest, and i am grateful for the time we spent and i glance at the picture of you holding and now I hold your memory as tightly. I wont and cant say goodbye, lets just part and say till we meet again....