Suffering Soul of a Child
I grew up in a large family of 9. It was school holidays. All my brothers and sisters were home; so were my older sisters 16 and 18 years old. They were going to Kanyanga Catholic Girls Boarding School. They … Continued
Suffering Soul Kuzingiziwa
“The very attempts of modern societies to insulate themselves from suffering have resulted in a refusal of love, for the willingness to love and be loved makes suffering inevitable.” President Kenneth Kaunda, A Humanist in Africa, 1966, 1976, p. 40. … Continued
Soul Rapture Romance
I drove in the Shenandoah Valley on the highway with the beautiful leaves covering the mountains on both sides. The leaves were a bright yellow, red, and burgundy as if they were glowing with ambers of fire. We had driven through … Continued
Dinner by Moonlight
Some of the most delicious meals that fed my soul were when I was growing up in my family. This was north of Chipata at Kasonjola School in the Eastern Province of rural Zambia in Southern Africa. My mother was … Continued
Masala: The Soul of the Savannah
The Savannah in Zambia is characterized by scattered trees and short grasslands that often stretch for as far as the eye can. The Savannah in river valleys is a wholesome sight of beauty. The masala is different. There are small … Continued
Life is like a Candlelight
When we are born as tiny babies, the mother, the birth attendant or midwife first hear a piercing cry as a symbol of the beginning of our lives. The crying later will signal discomfort or pain and laughter will represent … Continued