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Reflections and refractions by Noel Ihebuzor

My reflections reveal the results of my musings on life. When a third party reflects on them critically and passes them through the lenses of his/her own reality, some refractions may occur yielding refracted reflections or even reflected refractions in some cases.

Here are some of my reflections on life on one idle slow Sunday morning when I woke early and missed mass because I had to catch a flight on the snaky air routes of West Africa.

Reflections # 1 Never live in the past. Leave your past behind. Life is a present and must be lived in the present.
Reflections # 2 Never allow your past to trap your future
Reflections # 3 Never allow any sense of guilt from your past smother your openness to the possibilities that today and your future offer.
Reflections # 4 Oscar Wilde said that every saint has a past and every sinner has a future. The wild one was paraphrasing a Pauline truism that all have sinned and fallen short of the grace of God.
Reflections # 5 Be careful of the present love whose love consists in throwing your past constantly in your face. This is not an act of love. It is a manipulation strategy that seeks to control, dominate and overpower you by appealing to a sense of guilt and dirt from your past.
Reflections # 6 Christ forgave Mary of Magdala. It was a one off thing and He never revisited her guilt after that. If your current relationship does not adopt this approach to your past failings, he or she or they do not know Christ fully, for to know Christ is to act like Him.
Reflections # 7 You must forgive yourself if you really expect total liberation from the bondage of guilt.

Bros/Sis, Na so him dey me for mouth dis early mormor as I dey wait to check in at MMIA to travel to Burkina Faso for an African microfinance summit. Make una live una lives wella, in the present and not in the past remembering that Nkiruka.

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Igbo market days and the festival of the pumpkin leaves by Noel Ihebuzor

The power and sheer beauty of Achebe’s prose. Is this prose or lyrical poetry? Ezeulu’s story of his confrontation with and triumph over the elements and the spirit world are presented in this racy and gripping narrative overflowing with imageries and symbols. The days of the week are protected by their powerful spirits but the priest of Ulu worsts them all and emerges at the end a liberator and successful negotiator who also carries the weight of the failings of his people and buries these at Ulu’s shrine whilst offering supplications for their wishes and prayers for the future on his frame as he rushes into Ulu’s shrine. This encounter of expiation of sins and renewal for the future is told in a style that grips and awes. The Igbo world view presented here is deep and fascinating.

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Achebe, the master story teller – a short glimpse of his skills by Noel Ihebuzor

The beauty of Achebe’s prose. He has appropriated the English language and breathed Igbo into its core. He speaks Igbo in English. Ezeulu’s pragmatism shines forth as does the patriarchal mindset that defines and shapes him. Simple yet deep, ordinary yet majestic are the best ways to define this artistic tour de force which this master word and “storysmith” achieves in these lines.