Where do we stand????_Reflections By Rose.

 

REFLECTIONS BY ROSE.

 

BEYOND THE PINK GATE.

 

YOU - Reflections By Rose.

 

IMPACT OF THE DIGITAL DIVIDE ON ADOLESCENT GIRLS AND YOUNG WOMEN

 

TEEN PRENANCIES MENANCE IN KENYA.

 

REFLECTIONS BY ROSE.

 

Women Are Powerful

 

DREAMS...

DREAMS by ANN NDERITU.

Dreams are neither imaginations,

Nor are the things you dream of illusions.

Dreams are visions,

Visions that create connections.

Connections between possibilities and impossibilities.

Can you imagine the POWER in dreams?

That a deaf hears

A blind sees

A dumb talks

And surprisingly the dormant nature moves!

Then what’s the big deal in dreaming bigger

Big enough to make your future shiner

Shine enough to make it brighter

And bright enough to make it SUPER!!

DREAM BIG!!  DON’T GIVE UP!!  YOUR DREAM IS VALID!!

AFTER....

AFTER by IKRAN MOHAMMED.⧬

After every fall, there is a rise.
After every debate, there is a compromise.
You see, to still believe in your dreams when there is no genuine reason to believe in them.
To try to push on one more time with your hands full of blood, full of scars, full of disappointments and miscalculations.
To be bold enough to walk on stone barefoot.
To be gracious enough to gracefully accept defeat and humbly decide to start all over again from zero.
If we all subscribe to this kind of life philosophy then i believe no amount of delay, no amount of setback will ever stand between you and your destiny.
Don't wish it was easier, wish you were better.
Don't wish for fewer problems, wish for more skills.
Don't wish for less challenges, wish for more wisdom.
Whatever happens to you in life whether good or bad, your attitude shapes your reality.

POWER OF THE PRESENT WOMAN

                                                                                                                               A woman, is a life giver and a magic maker

Born with the heart of a thousand mothers

Open, fearless and sweet

A woman is a person who feels deeply and loves fiercely

Being both powerful and soft is her nature

She doesn’t make herself pitiful nor does she point fingers

They stand firm and deal with the situation boldly

With full of strength, courage and dignity

She sees the world with a sense of confidence and grace

Her once reckless spirit is now tempered by wisdom

Quietly yet firmly she speaks her truth without doubt or hesitation

And the life she leads is of her own creation

She has a strong yet generous heart

The inner beauty she emanates truly sets the real her

Her strength is not measured by the impact,

That all her hardships in life have had on her

                 A WOMAN IS EVERYTHING WE NEED IN

                              IN THIS WORLD

Article by Esther Musyoki

Resource Center for Women and Girls intern  

                                                                                                                                                                                          

        

CELEBRATING WOMEN

 Girl, Daughter, Sister, Friend, Mother.

Women come in all shapes and sizes. Imperfect beings, flaws and all, make each woman individually unique. Sun kissed and coated by the stars glaze and made to epitomize the soul of God in feminine form. 

Women are unique, molded by their environment and made strong with passing time. Aging like fine wine, women become enhanced and their purpose more defined with changing times. Being a woman is about changing the perspective and perception of what the world prescribes as roles, responsibilities and status in the political, economic and social aspect. 

Women came from men’s rib – their side, to be their equal; not from their feet to be walked on or trampled. A woman’s beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and nothing quite fits this than the fact that God himself took His precious time to mold women to His standard and need - He gave women HEART, and any man needing her HEART must seek God first.

A woman who KNOWS, and understands herself internally and externally has SELF-LOVE thus she is a force to be reckoned with. For she knows that she has enough strength for her life journey spiritually, mentally, physically ad socially - struggles, challenges, roadblocks and all. A woman is like magnet that leaves a field of impact in her wake, attracting the good and repelling the bad. She is PHENOMENALLY WOMAN. 

Women’s beauty, is not in the clothes they wear but in how they wear them; is not in the shape of their body but how they carry their figures; is not in the way they comb their hair but in the tresses and roots of their heritage; is not in their words but their actions; is not in their smile but in their eyes – the doorway to their heart; is not in talking without want but with need; is not in their weakness but in their strength; because they are more precious than jewels.

“...It’s in the reach of my arms, the span of my hips, the stride in my step, the curl of my lips…”

“…It’s the fire in my eyes, the flash of my teeth, the swing in my waist, and the joy in my feet…”   

“…My inner mystery. When I try to show them, they say they still can’t see. I say, it’s in the arch of my back, the sun of my smile, the ride of my breasts, the grace of my style…”

Maya Angelou – Phenomenal Woman

( https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48985/phenomenal-woman )

THE CUT

She tried calling out to her mother

But she could listen to none of it

Hoping to get assistance from her sister

But she was ignored

Thoughts, dreams haunted, threatened her

She could not bring herself to the facts

In school she had learnt about it

Advised to report if any tragedy

Would occur back at home

Fear was in her she thought of her families

Reputation and not hers

She had to come up with a plan

It was the next day and there was no backing off

Her father was so happy and had a suitor

For her

She wept on the inside and faked a smile

On the outside

The preparations were set

Soon after the cut she would get married

Such she had not desired

Big dreams she had

And was afraid they were finally nullified

By her own father

They matched to the river

Where the cut was to be done

All her other colleagues were excited

For her she was trembling

When it was her turn

She thought for a moment

‘Spread your legs’

She denied, looked in her father’s eyes

They were filled with rage

She run away to sort for help

Never to go back to the people

Whom she loved betrayed her

Article by Joy Mwende
Mentoring and Empowerment camps Alumni.