Notes From a Native Daughter

In July, 2008, I, Princess Rachella, Intrepid African American Girl International Journalism Consultant, pulled up stakes once again and headed to Nairobi, Kenya. Through my various adventures, I've concluded that if I get any MORE explosively fabulous in these prequel years to "THE BIG 5-0," I will have to register myself with the Pentagon as a thermonuclear incendiary device.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Well En-Dhow-ed


I am so happy that I totally got to indulge my "Dhow Jones" last week. I am unapologetically
obsessed with those boats! They're so simple, angular and sturdy. And they're powered by something you can't see, or touch, but you can feel: the mighty wind.

I couldn't help comparing it to the breath in our lungs. It fills our chests in gusts and keeps us moving forward, until it stops, for whatever reason. But while it remains, we must go with the flow.

Here's a link to my Facebook photo album "Dhow Jonesing, Part 2":

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=133922&id=772031562&ref=nf
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