What could possibly be the best gift one can ever give oneself? As i turn 35 today i search through my 35 year old cognitive domain and still find nothing but words to adorn this auspicious day of my birth.
When i was born my father called me Amito an Acholi verb meaning “I want”. I can therefore refer to myself as “The Wanted one”
Ironically i have always felt that way. Is it that the power of my name hovers over my life like a karma to influence my deeds?
If so then i must say that there is so much energy from a name however this has to go hand in hand with the giver of that name, so then the two powers work in tandem and the outcome is what is exactly what i have always felt “too significant to be ignore”
Well happy birthday Amito.