Gratitude is a powerful tool we take for granted. While some practice it once in a while, many have taken up the habit of practising it once or twice a day. Some of the benefits of practising gratitude include being in a better mood, less anxiety and being more resilient. In this podcast episode, retired Doctor David Grodski talks about gratitude as one of the tools he uses to improve the quality of his day, coupled with a power nap ( my personal fav) You can find the full episode here: thebeniceshow.com/1113938/ep… You can find my gratitude meditation here: youtu.be/GVKv9BrKmyc?si=hELr…

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We honoured, prayed for King Oyo before learning about different types of cancers. The full recording can be found here. xitter.cf/i/spaces/1DGleVmpRojJL #CancerAwareness

If Uganda were a person, hitting 64 years old should be a milestone marked by stability and the comfort of lifelong investments. In a person’s life, this is the eve of traditional retirement. A time when decades of steady work, strategic choices, and resource management culminate in distinct financial and personal milestones. A 64-year-old would enjoy: Substantial Savings Pots: A robust nest egg built over decades to secure the future. Mortgage Freedom or Low Debt: High-interest consumer debt cleared, leaving them free from the anxiety of heavy monthly liabilities. Stable Income & Asset Security: Reliable streams of revenue from well-tended investments, property, or manufacturing ventures. Legacy & Care: The ability to provide a high quality of life, excellent health, and premium education for their children and grandchildren. But if Uganda were that 64-year-old standing before us today on this Independence Day, the medical and financial charts would tell a deeply concerning story of missed opportunities and systemic strain. Instead of enjoying a comfortable, low-debt retirement, this 64-year-old is drowning in over $37.1 billion in debt, continuously borrowing just to keep up with daily expenses. The vibrant manufacturing and export businesses that should have matured over six decades have regressed, leaving the economy highly dependent on outsiders and unable to generate a steady, high-income stream. The household has grown much larger, with many young dependents, yet the family home is in disarray. Service delivery is poor. The family's education system has fallen backwards. Basic healthcare and infrastructure are out of reach. Despite having a massive, young, and energetic household eager to work, the head of the house has failed to create opportunities, leading to chronic high unemployment and an unsustainably low income rate. Worse still, instead of peace and dignity, this 64-year-old's home is fractured by gross human rights abuses, where dissent is silenced, and safety is compromised. Rather than a day of proud celebration, this milestone birthday is clouded by the heavy, exhausting reality of what could have been a life rich in potential. Still, it is currently mismanaged and marked by many unfulfilled promises. #Uganda64 #UgandaIndependence

Cancer. A Conversation We Cannot Afford To Avoid. This conversation, “Cancer Diagnosis: Unpacking Angiosarcoma, Glioblastoma and Others”, began as an online vigil for the late King Oyo, but became something much bigger. A conversation about cancer, healthcare, choices and how we navigate diagnosis as individuals, families and communities. Dr Drew Ddembe, Oncologist, walked us through the cancer journey from detection through diagnosis to referrals, treatment and follow-up. We discussed different cancers, including brain cancers such as glioblastoma and angiosarcoma, breast, cervical, colon and prostate cancers, as well as inherited cancers and what that can mean for families. We asked important questions: • What happens after a cancer is detected? • How referrals should be made • What self-referral looks like • When should family members be screened or assessed? • How do we communicate a cancer diagnosis within a family? • What happens when the care we need isn't readily available where we live? • When does medical tourism become part of the conversation? • Patients receiving guidance and informed care, rather than simply being treated as paying customers? We also spoke about hospice, palliative care, and the importance of considering quality of life alongside treatment. And perhaps one of the most uncomfortable but important conversations: planning. A Living will. Knowing our wishes. Having conversations with our families. Understanding what a Do Not Resuscitate (DNR) order means and when such decisions may be appropriate. These are not easy conversations. But avoiding them doesn't make them less important. One of the biggest things I took away from the Space is that being informed gives us better questions to ask and perhaps choices to make. If you joined the Space, thank you. Please share with your loved ones. Someone in your family may need this information. Someone in your community may be navigating a diagnosis right now. Someone may simply hear something today that helps them make a better-informed decision tomorrow. A huge thank you to Dr Drew Ddembe, Dr Stella Nyanzi, everyone who contributed, asked questions and shared their experiences, and those who took the time to listen. We held this conversation in memory of King Oyo. May his passing continue to open important conversations about health, cancer awareness, and how we care for one another. For King Oyo, may he rest peacefully. 🕊️🤍 Tap 🔗 xitter.cf/i/spaces/1DGleVm… #CancerAwareness #CancerCare #HealthAwareness #Uganda #Healthcare

They say when God gives you a gift, be sure not to go back with it. Share that gift until your last day. Moses Matovu understood this and gave his all. He poured his soul into every song. Extended his talent to other artists. And when the music was complete, he took his final bow. He needed the group/band; they needed him, we needed him, and he needed us. Life indeed is a circuit. We all need each other like feedback loops. Forever in our hearts. Keep Flying High, Legend. 🕊️

Seeing Sam Mugumya with a zimmer frame broke me but then I remembered that they can touch/whats on the outside but they can never touch what’s inside. #FreeSammugumya

A government that lied over and over again. For well over a year, we have been asking about the whereabouts of Sam Mugumya; meanwhile, the goons were keeping him right there in Entembe. Thank you, @TumusiimeKato; you did everything within your means. Your request last year was for us to amplify our voices. I guess we need to do that now more than ever before. #WhereIsSamMugumya #FreeSamMugumya

What we have always suspected finally came to light. The men in uniform are equally imprisoned. Some literally, others mentally, and that is the largest part. I say the largest part because if they’re not, they could have exhibited it by now. This morning I woke up to the news of a failed process of exhaustion after 30 years of waiting, and I thought about how two parallel worlds can exist at the same time, operating under the same Human Rights umbrella. Two worlds apart. In one world, a woman on death row is strapped to a gurney and subjected to an attempted lethal injection. Two doses are administered. She survives. She is taken by ambulance to the hospital. The state stops the process, and an investigation follows. In another world, citizens are picked up, disappeared into places described as military safe houses, and emerge, if they emerge at all, carrying physical and invisible scars. Dr Kiiza Besigye and Hajji Erias Lukwago denied medical intervention of their choice. The disturbing footage shows Sam Mugumya struggling to walk and Hon Muwanga Kivumbi seemingly nursing wounds on his legs while in a facility run by the military UPDF. By now, we all know that while some people make it out, others don't. Those who don’t make it out, it is believed they couldn’t withstand the torture and succumbed, or were severely tortured and returned to their communities. They remain missing. #TheMissing18 Some return with visible injuries. Others carry wounds that may never be visible. Two worlds apart. These two worlds can sit around the same table and speak the language of Human Rights, Democracy, Rule of Law and Good Governance. They shake hands. They take photographs. They break bread. They issue statements. And then everyone goes home. That is the part I struggle with. Not that countries have disagreements. Not that governments have different systems. Not even that the world is imperfect. The language of human rights is so familiar that we can speak it fluently while failing to recognise the human beings experiencing gross abuse. Do human rights only apply to people on one side of the ocean and not the other? Surely the value of a human life does not change depending on which side of the table the person is sitting on. The woman on death row is still a human being. Christa Pike. The political prisoner is still a human being. Eddie Mutwe The activist is still a human being. Praise Aloikin The disappeared person is still a human being. John Bosco Kibalama And that is where the discomfort lies. We have become very good at talking about human rights. I wonder how much better we would become if we became equally committed to recognising and calling out the abusers of those rights. Human rights that only exist in the room where they are being discussed are not much of a right at all. #FreeAllPoliticalPrisoner #FreeSamMugumya #FreePraiseAloikin #BringBackOurPeople #ArrestMuhooziNow

How Do We Change The Game? We seem to have become familiar with a pattern. We react. We Tweet A Space is held. Hashtags trend. An #AbductionAlert circulates. Pressure builds. The person is eventually produced in court. And then… we return to normal. Until it happens again. It is a little like a game of ping-pong where we have become exceptionally good at returning the ball without ever asking why we wait for it to reach our side. What if the real challenge is not becoming better at reacting, but changing our position on the table? How do we move from the bottom of the cycle to a position above it? Above the abductor. How do we anticipate patterns before they become crises? Reaction is important. But reaction alone keeps us in the game on someone else’s terms. Trailblazing by being one move ahead. We have studied the game. Obviously, it is different from the father. Fast we must learn, and quickly we must change it. From reactionary to anticipatory action to Trailblazing. From responding to the play… to changing the game. #FreePraiseAloikin #ArrestMuhooziNow

Disarming a Weak CDF Sometimes, power is not challenged by a bigger weapon. The word Cabbage takes on a life of its own. I don't think I will ever look at cabbage the same way ever again. Our very own Praise used it in reference to a man who so badly wants to be feared. I was here wondering how many times he must have watched it. I am also wondering if he likes pilao or cabbage. There’s power in words and how one chooses to use them. A cabbage is a vegetable. If you choose to go a bit deeper, you might be able to imagine someone in a vegetative state. A condition where a person is awake and can open their eyes, but they show no sign of awareness of themselves or their environment. And once you have that image and compare it to the so-called CDF, I think it is the perfect description of what was supposed to be a man. Just like that, he was stripped of all titles. General. CDF. Commander. Authority. Power. Fear. All gone and replaced by one simple word. Cabbage. The uniform might still be there, the pips, etc Look at the being underneath those titles, with a name that belongs in the vegetable section of a supermarket. The shoe must fit; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been triggered. If you call me a tomato today and I know I am not one, I will not even bat an eyelid. I might actually find it funny. Command Praise juu #FreePraiseAloikin #ArrestMuhooziNow

The Cabbage Strikes Again Another activist and human rights defender abducted. The abductor is such a coward who uses men and women next to him to do his dirty work. The coward is so fragile that he fears words. Words spoken clearly and eloquently by a brilliant young lady. The coward wishes he were half as brilliant as his abductee. The coward must cry behind closed doors when no one is looking. He feels empty, has nothing to offer, has done nothing to validate his position and has no hope of ever achieving anything in his life. All he has to show is that he was born to a tyrant. A tyrant who is on his way out. This must scare him more than anything. To cover up for this, he abducts people, hoping to instil fear in them and others. He tortures to feel adequate. He posts about those he has tortured to stay relevant; without any of those things, he is nothing but a product of a dictator. #FreePraiseAloikin #ArrestMuhooziNow

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This is going to be challenging as Dr Ddembe helped me make sense of things when my late sister was diagnosed with cancer round about the same time when they only had one machine at Mulago.

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