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ever forward never backward & selling our Kin art

UGANDA | Thursday, 25 February 2010 | Views [913] | Comments [2]

Since my trip to the Nile, i have been pretty mellow as I returned back to the kin house compound. Upon arriving late night in the dark bumpy trails on back of a boda nearly falling off a few times as my 50lb pack weighed me down…I sighed in relief as open arms of my family embraced me…I was home again. What a nice feeling to experience when you are so physically distant from the place of your rearing. This is where the strength of the community lies.

 

As soon as I entered, children some whom who had newly arrived and never met me encircled me hugging saying welcome home sister. I couldn’t even see who was who, immediately these frail bodies worked nearly four of them as they peeled my pack from my back took my satchel and hauled them to my room. The night was well as I lay back on my comforting bed in the comforting compound in the comforting community of KIN HOUSE.

I’ve since been working hard to create our website, which is now near completion, my perfectionist way will probably keep me updating on a regular basis however. Check it out… kininitiative.org . I also purchased a ugandan style guitar, really its just an instrument with strings they call a guitar, from a boy in jinja...im trying to perfect it, its rough.

Last week we had visitors from the USA who were traveling for safari and vacation. They surprised Kin by coming to our compound for a tour and gave out beanie babies, art supplies, balls, and other needed items for the Kin kids….I couldn’t take a proper photo to display the excitement and joy in their eyes. I understood these children rarely saw that thing we call a toy. A gift for them is usually receiving a bar of soap, a new toothbrush, or a pair of plastic slippers….this was a day they would remember for ages…they screamed and jumped in chaos all 30 of them rejoiced as a happy family brought together with a bond of gratefulness. To show appreciation the kids closed the visit with song and dance and truly let their voices ring with gratitude. I am blessed to be in their presence.

We have begun teaching the children a sustainable art project which they are getting excited about. Saturday I taught them how to make paper beads which I then purchased from them for an amount per bead. With those, I will make jewelry and sell them to individuals and groups, like my caring grandmothers club “the red hat society” who will be purchasing some of the art. When the purchase is made, the children will then receive the profit in the form of school supplies, hygiene items, clothing, and basic needs based on their desired choice of purchase. Most of the children traveled to the local market to get food once receiving their payment while others chose to save it for a rainy day.

I plan to continue this project so that I can teach the children how to create art that can be sold in market, to volunteers and guests, or the future online store I will create. With the recent donation from caring Americans, I have contacted an artisan who will be coming to teach the kids how to weave bowls from banana fibers, and created woven mats (rugs) from natural materials. The confidence gained by these skills is priceless and the bonding of empowerment leaves me speechless……

Want some art from African kiddos…let me know, we can create bracelets and necklaces with custom color schemes, the red gold and green theme is our favorite, and we’re also working to teach the children to dye fabrics and paint material in African style. We can make it work for you needs! All art is purchased without a price, search your heart for what you can offer us. Much love.

peace

sister kena achieng

i have been reading more than ever here in africa and picked up some great knowledge through words... continue reading if the computer has not yet warped your  brain...taken from  the book of prophet kahill girran

Love

Is for growth and pruning, it ascends to your height and caresses its tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, it also descends to your roots and shakes their clinging to the earth not seeking only loves pleasure, if only to seek its pleasure it is better to pass where you shall not laugh all laughter or weep all your tears

 

Marriage

Love one another but do not make a bond of love, let love me moving like a sea between shores of your soul. Fill each others cups but do  not drink from each others cups, give each other bread but share not the same loaf, the strings of a lute are separate yet the quiver the same music, the oak and cypress grow not in the shadow of one another

 

Children

They come through you but not from you, give love but not your thoughts, for they hold their own, house their bodies not their souls, you are the bow which your children as living arrows are sent forth, he loves the arrow that flies but also the bow that holds stable

 

Giving

Possessions are empty, give yourself and you truly give., those have nothing yet give it all are truly believers of life, those ho give in pain and believe pain is their baptism, to be over mindful of debt is to doubt generosity, who has the free heart knows the earth for mother and sun for father

 

Work

Keep pace with the earth to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, keeping in labor you are loving life, it is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap harvest with joy even if you beloved were to eat the fruit, if you cannot work with love but only distaste it, it is better to not, if you bake with indifference you bake a bitter bread which feeds not hunger

 

Sorrow and joy

The deeper sorrow carves into your should, the more joy you can contain. Is not your cup of wine the cup who was burned in the potter’s oven?

 

Buying and selling

You shall not want if you know to fill your hands. Exchange earths gifts with love else it will lead to greed and hunger. When in the market meet weavers, potters, gatherers and dancer, for are food for the soul, leave the market being sure no one leaves empty handed

 

Laws

What of cripples who hate dancers, law makers who stand with the back to the sun and see only their shadow, what are they but a caster of shadows, walk facing the suns and travel with the wind ignoring mans laws, you can muffle a drum and loosen the strings of the lyric but who can command a skylark to sing not

 

Reason and passion

As two guests in your home, you would not honor one above the other, when you sit cool on the hills sharing peace and serenity rest in reason, as a storm comes and wind shakes the forest move with its passion

 

Teaching

A teacher does not guide you to the house of wisdom but leads you to the threshold of you own mind

 

Speaking and talking

You talk when you’re not at peace with your thoughts, in talking our thinking is half murdered, though is a bird of space that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cant fly, come talk in fear of loneliness some speak without knowledge or understanding, some speak not but hold truth inside

 

Pleasure

It is a pleasure for the bee to gather honey of the flower but also a pleasure for the flower to give it, a bee is a fountain of life and flower a messenger of love, this is need and ecstasy

 

Religion

All reflections who can separate faith from action or belief from occupation, who can say this for god this for self, he who wears morality as his best garment is better naked, he who cares of ethics cages his song bird, he whom worshipping is a window to open and shut has not visited the house of his soul whose windows are open from dawn to dawn

 

Death

How can one find death without knowing life, they are one, like seeds beneath the snow you heard dreams of spring, a fear of death is like of a shepherd trembling as he stand before a kind intending to honor him, for who is to die but to stand naked melting in this un, when you drink from the river of silence you will and up reaching the top of the mountain you will begin your climb and when the earth claims your limbs you shall truly dance!

 

Tags: art, boda, empowerment, guitar, love passion, uganda, words of thought

 

Comments

1

I am in love with you :)

  Yma Feb 26, 2010 5:24 AM

2

Love you lots, keep up the wonderful work!!!

  LMarie Mar 2, 2010 1:49 PM

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