Monday, May 15, 2017

Press Play

Let go of your participation in frequent time travel trips to a past where you could have a chance to redo perfectly. 

What you do when you do this, you ask? 
You panic. Do you not see this? You direct your focus on keeping old events in your current pages. You pursue relevance in retrospect. In stills. You hold on to comfort zones, not wanting to have to do the work all over again. You ignore your present opportunities and gifts. You deny your present blessings. 

Even though there is no comfort here, I need you to come forth. Move on. 
Accept that today, which is the only given, you are no longer involved with each other the way you used to be. You are no longer the object of his affection, and that road has brought you here, to this place, today. 

Take your loss graciously. It takes courage, and courage you have plenty. You will evaluate where you are right now, appreciate it, and with your head held up, you will look forward. Ahead. That energy is all yours, baby. It’s your power, gather it and all of you. Purposefully channel it into your becoming. You are love. Become love. 

Now you know your pain. That soft, vulnerable place, the thought of which frightens you, and makes you unwittingly rush to protect. You are so brave, and I hold you in admiration. This one will not jail you, let it teach you. This time, you will stop fighting and surrender your ego. It's bruised, I know. Put it aside and you will be better for it. Trust me.

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Arbitrary Constant

Rain, sleepless nights from squabbling neighbors, two week long sneezing bout, steady progress with kindle reads, real skin hunger, travel planning and commitments, painful wistfulness, an epic friendship week, game night hosting, Hillsong live (whoosh!), volunteering, video calls from Ghana, designing a life, phone calls from London, a stomach virus, a tiny values victory (Weiner), a fave gym instructor quit and I cancelled my gym class membership (eek!) ...

Through it all, I am the constant.

Song for my mama - Ochie Dike

Ochie Dike (Mama) feat. Onyeka Onwenu - Phyno

Tuesday, May 2, 2017


Feels like a breadcrumb trail from an eearlier post

Wikipedia: "Chi"
How validating it is when the son of the soil comes into herself. Not only is she one with, but also from an extraordinary wealth of culture, one that is deeply-rooted in spirituality. Igbo Kwenu! Yes, the tribe is a part of me.

Evolver regardless.