Let’s Talk a Little About Pre-colonial African

“What is your belief system? What is the one guiding principle that governs your life, irreducible minimum if you will, the one thing you cannot compromise on?” Toughest questions ever thrown at me. Not so much because they are tough questions, but like many people, I realize or they awaken me to my shallowness. More on this later.

Anyone read “Out of Africa” by Karen Blixen? She introduced me to Kamande who she writes as “Kamante.” Then in “Africa’s Song of Karen Blixen” we get re-acquainted again. He died poor not so much because there weren’t opportunities for him to become a millionaire. From the descriptions of him in the two books for me I am introduced to a man who loosely connects me to my culture. And what guiding principles my people lived by. Values that placed humanity as sacred over vanity. Who mastered the usefulness of money but did not allow it to control him. And it is for that others may have thought they were clever when they used him to make so much money especially because of the book “Out of Africa” and his connection to Karen Blixen, but he seemed to peer into the shallowness and hollowness of their souls. Walking dead.

Back to the questions thrown at me. Kamande wouldn’t have needed to think up the answers…. I was intimated by a lovely lady who told me that her grandfather gave her a glimpse of life back in the day. Before state of emergency wrecked havoc. Where everyone was concerned about their neighbor. You were allowed to walk into a shamba and pick what you needed, drop by a neighbor’s house for water and food if you are on a journey. A lot of trust and connection, and care for one another as fellow humans. And this was slowly eroded with the breakdown of our culture and adoption of foreign ways which we had zero clues about.

Kamande may have appeared poor but you could never read grief nor discontent on his face but peace and calmness and contentment. He also appeared to hold pity for so many people who seemed “lost.” Which I feel is a whole lot of us in this generation. Broken people without an anchor. And so we will always want more. Money. Fame. Recognition. Accolades etc. But will be empty. Until we are anchored to something less shallow…..


Please use this for information purposes only. It is not a substitute for seeking out professional help. The views expressed here in are  from my personal experiences as well as from those I have interacted with. And while one may resonate with what is shared, it’s not a substitute for appreciating your own unique personal experience. Always do your own research and due deligence on any topic to guard against being hoodwinked

Published by nasewangari

Clinical Psychologist| Humanist| Great passion for demystifying and decolonizing mental health

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