Long time....

I havent been on here in a minute. Its been months and so many things have changed, some are still the same, some are evolving.....


One thing that has changed for me is my approach in dealing with situations and people. I've come to realize that being passive will NOT take you anywhere. Yeeeuuuuppp, I just said that. Its a cold, cold, cold world. A world where only the STRONG survives. I had a very innocent way of looking at life. Very happy, positive, "hippy-like" perspective on life. I used to have faith in people (Slap me), I used to be kind, I used to be gentle, I used to be the person that will drop everything to aid another person. I used to have a big heart. Each and everywhere time I do these things, I get shitted on.

I'm tired. Tired of being tired.

I'm afraid that the hardships and the dissappoints of life is turning me into a monster......

Sistas, friends, family, foes....If you are reading this...know that I tried to resist. Know that I tried to combat negativity with positivity. Know that I tried to combat sadness with happiness. Know that I tried to combat lies with truths. I tried to combat fakeness with realness. Know that I always motivated the unmotivated. Know that I tried to be the best friend that I can be. Know that I, simply, tired to do the *BEST* that I can. I tried to lead. I tried to learn. I tried, I tried, I tried. But, quite frankly, I'm tired of trying. I am no longer going to try.....

I lost hope...

But then my true self kicks in....Furiously fighting, fighting, fighting. Fighting to be free. To rid itself of this foreigner, this alien thats trying to take over. Its a WAR. A very brutal war. And I'm just watching. I dont know whom I support.

Sometimes, I want to stop the war...But I dont know how to. I dont know how to. Should I make both sides sign a peace treaty? Giving them the option of power sharing? But then I realized that one side ( the monster) always gets greedy.....which leads to war with self . Self refuses to be cheated. Self hates war.....Self just wants to be freeeeeeeeeee. Self wants to experience life and all its fruits.

I think self's issue is not understanding that struggle and pain is part of life. It comes with the territory. Sometimes you lose. But in the face of a defeat....dont lose the lesson.

But I'm trying....Sorry, I tired. But its hard. Its overwhelming...

Growing pains,
Melyssa

Anansesem Si Soooooo!

Around the ages of 3 to 6 years old, I spent some time in Ghana, West Africa. The motherland! Originally, my parents are from Ghana....Kumasi, Ashanti Region to be exact. I spent about 4-6 years of my childhood in Ghana. It was such a wonderful experience.

In the evening times, my cousins and I used to sit outside of our family home and talk. Each individual were to share their own "Anansesem." Before I go on, I'll explain what Anansesem is. Anansi means spider in the english language. Anansi, in the Ghanain culture, is taught to be a wise spider. Anansesem are fictional stories with very deep meanings and lessons that are essential to life. Anansesem are told with such passion, with great meanings that most people, especially children, believed it!

Now back to the story....

Each of us, my cousins and I, were to share our own "Anansesem" based on the lessons and principals of life and the wisdoms that we have acquired so far in our young lives. What made this experience comical was the fact that many of us were between the ages of 3-7 years of age! Imagine listening and watching a three year old make up a story with the little wisdom that she has....

These stories, despite its unrealness, made a great impact in our lives. I call it the journey to wisdom. The usage of the spider and other animals in the animal kingdom was ways to simplify or even animate concepts that was important in the formation of our morality and understanding of the society that we live in.

"Anansesem si soooo" is an exclaimation that every child makes before they tell their story. It is like a pre-intro.

If the story that a particular child told does not add up, the whole group yelled: " Anansesem si soooo, To ni y3"  Which means that your story doesn't add up, so tell it properly!lol! I used to get yelled at all the time. *Kanye West shrug* I couldn't wrap my little canadian brain around the art of Anansesem.

Thus, this blog is like a documentation of the my experiences in life. This blog will document my journey to wisdom...and everyday Mumbo Jumbo!

Little OrangeMoon at age 3 on her journey to wisdom! Lol, actually on that day I learned to stay away from my mothers makeup bag....

Sorry Mommy!

Blessings.

Human Nature

So complicated

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Choices.

Hey everyone!
In May 2010, I decided to deactivate my facebook account. During the process of deactivating, I decided to remove my pictures, notes etc. During the deletion process, I came across a very interesting, personal note that I wrote.

The Note is entitled "Choices"...


Here we go....

Hmmm? Where do I begin? What was the topic again? Ahhhhhh! Choices! The choices you and I make on a daily basis. Perhaps, the topic choices is too vague. There are so many angles to the topic choices that one can explore.

So what angle am I choosing?

Here goes a story/analogy....

In Toronto, Canada, I walked into a mall called Eaton Centre. On that particular day I was broke....like dead broke, so I was window shopping. Just window shopping. During my window shopping sessions, I seen all types of shoes, jewelleries, dresses, skirts, sneakers,belts and pumps being displayed differently in different stores. I walked passed a  store called BCBG and saw the most prettiest shoe ever!!! It was displayed nicely with a matching bag. From outside the store the shoe looked lovely. So I decided "Hey, why not check this shoe out." As I walked into the store, to the area where the shoe was displayed, I noticed the following:

1. There was a piece of thread sticking out of the shoe at the front

2. The shoe was $350.00 CAD

3. They had only one size left. A size 6. I wear 7.

Analyze


1. "There was a piece of thread sticking out of the shoe at the front."

A piece of thread? No big deal! You can always cut it off. But what if you were to cut off the thread and the leather, gradually, started coming off the shoe?

2. "The shoe is $350.00 CAD."

I have enough money on me, but I am a university student on a very tight budget. Therefore, I have to live within my means. But, but, but......this shoe is BEAUTIFUL! A type of shoe that is not too common....its "different."

3. "They had only one size left. A size 6. I wear 7."

One word, corns.


What to do?


There are individuals that, regardless of the possible problems surrounding the shoe, will buy it with no hestitation. I mean, what is a piece of thread? You can always cut it off. As far as money is concerned, life is too short....you only live ONCE! Why not treat yourself? And lastly, the size? Ohhhhh yeeaaaahhhh, the size! Pain is beauty hunny; I'll do more sitting and less walking.


There are some individuals that will seriously consider the possible problems surrounding the shoe and let it go. Why? Because they believe that they can always find another shoe that fits just right, cost less, and looks nice at the same time.

My point?

Sometimes you meet different kinds of people in your life. Some may appear nice, loyal, trustworthy.....you know nice..."cool" peoples. But as you get closer, and closer to them you notice the total opposite. You notice their true colours.

Flaws.

Everyone has flaws, Nobody is perfect.  Right, right.... But flaws aside, you cannot seem to appreciate the individual the way you want to. Why? Is it really their flaws or something else?

To be continued...



I think this note was very interesting and still, pretty much, relevant to me to this day. I wrote this particular note in high-school. I got the inspiration from the people around me. How I see them as. Wondering why these same people that I grew up with and attended middle school and church with were suddenly changing....

I'm 20 now...and I fully understand now...lol. People change, sometimes, apart. It is, from my perspective, a natural process of life. These individuals have simply grown out of the characters in the STORY (your life)....

Learn the skill of letting go. Learn how to say goodbye to old friends that have completed their part of the story and to old habits.

Okay...I am going to my bed
 I'm serious this time.

Goodnight,

Orange Moon

Genesis...

Pleased to meet you.

:)