2018 has jolted us to life! So much seems to be happening on so many different levels. We do not have time to close our mouths over one shocker before something else comes along that jars us even further awake.
It is comparable to that spank that doctors once gave the newborn child to hear the first cry. Nowadays, they massage the baby’s bottom to make sure that the child is awake and has indeed crossed over into the land of the living.
I recently read a novel called Ghana Must Go and it spoke on the African belief about the birth of twins. Author Taiye Selasi said that the first one comes in this new world, looks around and then lets the other one know if it is worth the journey.
I could not believe it when I read it because I had already written about the birth of twins in my last novella called Gardens of Green. Similarly, a set of twins is born and one makes it but the other does not survive. I was spiritually attuned and did not know it at the time. This world would have been too much for the weaker twin, so he opted out.
But we are already here in the midst of this jolting January so we have to lean in as these many things roll across the screens of our television sets. We cannot afford to take our eyes off of the ball. We should cleave to hope in an effort to keep it alive and paddle on through. Hopefully, things will ease up and settle down as we propel ourselves forward!
Lynn M. January 20, 2018