I am always late for work. There. I've said it. And the frustrating thing is that my lateness isn't caused by traffic or some unpredictable morning disaster. Most of the time, it is entirely my own doing. I wake up and make my coffee. Then I get back into bed, which is right by the window, cross my feet, face the window and slowly sip my coffee. And when I say slowly, I mean slowly. I look at the trees. I watch the birds. I feel the morning sun on my skin. Sometimes I just sit there with my thoughts. I really love these mornings. I've also noticed something else. When I give myself enough time in the morning, my body usually does what it needs to do. A slow morning often leads to a bowel movement, which, as far as I'm concerned, is one of the must-haves of starting my day. And so I find myself wishing for more time. More time to sit. More time to drink my coffee. More time to maybe get outside and do some yoga or mat Pilates on the grass while the sun is stil...
Poverty isn’t always loud. It doesn’t always look like hunger or sleeping on the streets. In Kenya, poverty often hides behind clean shirts, job titles, rent paid just in time, and Facebook posts that say "Grateful." For many, managing poverty is a full-time emotional and logistical job. It means constantly weighing which bill can wait. It means borrowing with shame, spending with guilt, and surviving on ingenuity. This article explores how poverty management looks in Kenya today—from the city to the village—and why recognizing it matters. What Is Poverty Management? Poverty management is not poverty eradication. It’s the survival blueprint people create when income is not enough to meet even basic needs. It means stretching a salary, balancing multiple debts, dodging financial obligations, making do without, and constantly being in negotiation with life: "Can I afford to get sick? Can I delay rent? Will this 100 bob get me through the day?" It’s skill. It’s stress....