Friday, 21 February 2014

Routines Are Profitable!

I had this roommate who after a quick intro with some English, only spoke Igala with me. And by the way, in Igala, we “sh” up our ch’s and “j” up our z’s. My people will understand this :). Okay, back to my story. At first I was surprised she couldn’t communicate fluently in English but somehow I continued and found it incredibly hard to get out of that routine with her for the whole stay. Even when I speak to her in English, I didn’t get answered back in English!

Did I mention she was an English Language Undergraduate? By today, I must’ve smiled at that memory at least a thousand times because what ensued in that room was pure awesomeness:).

Before then, I spoke some smattering Igala with my Dad but almost never with my Mum and always never with my siblings. With this roommate, I spoke not so good Igala from the start and slightly less terrible Igala after a few months, but within months I had improved drastically. This proves that consistency is good and it is incredibly hard to break a routine once you have set it. I’m really glad that I got into this one routine. It helped me speak my language better!

That period of my life is one of the many reasons I‘ve come to believe in consistency. One important lesson that really needs to be emphasized is that it is very hard to change things you are used to. As shown in my example above, I am as prone to this as anyone else, and I’m glad I didn’t  restrict  myself to the use of English!

The secret is to start and keep up the flow. With time you’ll be making dramatic progress towards your goals!

PS: I understand this may be an unconventional example to the topic of consistency considering the disposition of the object of this illustration but I hope I got my point across! :)

Saturday, 8 February 2014

Lazy Weekend!

I had the best week in a good long while. I was at a Shoe Store last weekend and I got these amazing books from this nice store owner, Uche. Yeah, I know I promised myself I won't be begging for books from random people anymore. But trust me, these books called me! Well...I almost heard them call my name!

To tell the truth, they were my only companions at night after work. And now that I'm done reading all three of them, I'm doing a whole lot of nothing! I’ve been thinking about something a friend mentioned about my reading anxiety. It’s weird that it does seem to happen all the time. I’m totally fine with reading without eating or sleeping! And I think part of the reason is that books provide me with a place to go when I have nowhere else to go (and even when I do have somewhere to go!) :) To see the world through another person's eyes, it is quite breathtaking and overwhelming. Reading the right books have made me a better person and helped me grow.

Does anyone else have some kind of obsession? What gives you the kicks?

Wednesday, 22 January 2014

Numb, That's How I've Felt

I was just a numb empty shell. I didn't know what to think. I knew it was better to let it all out but somehow there was nothing to let out! Yes, my heart was not ready to feel any more pain. No, I was tired.

You see, I had lost a good friend a couple of months ago. And I lost my mojo! Yes, I did. Like most people, I erroneously keep thinking relationships should last forever. I had not seen her in 3 years. Infact, we've only spoken once in this period. But her passing gave me panic and anxiety attacks especially at night because of the stress. It brought back tucked-in memories of every loved one I had lost. I couldn't just understand anything anymore.

Sadly, there's no ''right'' way to respond to losing a friend or relative - it's an extremely personal response that is unique to just you. It still hurts when I think about it but aknowledging my feelings and remembering the good times we had has made me grateful. 

Here's the conclusion I came to - God is infinitely wise and kind, and He has the power to welcome whomever He wants home. And that I should be grateful for every family member and friend He has blessed me with and enjoy as much time as I have with them.

If you're reading this, Daddy, Ugbe, Tumo, Oji, Tina , Ugwa, Comfort, Yebe, Bekky, Uyo, Esther, Susan, Olive, Juliet, Favour, Ebere, Eze, Oshuwa, Monday, Mary, Joy, Simeon.... hmnn, the list so long, I would never be able to mention you all. This is just to let you all know that I love you and cherish your presence in my life. Rest in peace Charity Imaji-Silas.

Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Making Life Work

I have challenges to overcome, dreams, plans I need to align with God's will (this is actually the tasking part!) and of course a lot of little stuff in between. Most pertinent is an issue I have to make peace with in few days. So when this Lady who didn’t know me told me “You look good”, it was definitely well received! I left home this morning late for work, with no make-up and a bit down but suddenly with that compliment, I was grateful! I’d like to say Gratitude has worked for me. I can’t emphasize enough how important it is. No matter how many pleasant things I do, if I‘m not grateful, I will always see things negatively.

I'm trying not to sound like it's all that easy but here's the thing - If you're grateful and you think life is going to get better, it will become a self-fulfilling prophecy. But I know some of us are just not naturally that way. What are we then to do? I believe gratitude can be learned, that we can teach ourselves to see a half-empty glass as half-full. All we have to do is spend time mulling over all the things that have gone right for us, rather than dwelling on what has gone badly.  I discussed something similar in a previous post – here.

You might as well know that dwelling on negative events can lead to depression while dwelling on things that have gone well can help pick you up. Whenever you get the feeling of being negative about things, just take a moment out and be grateful to God for the stuff that has gone well. It could be anything from a conversation to your teeth looking nice :) or even that it didn't rain on you when you were out on a bike.

Saturday, 9 November 2013

It's Never Too Late or Early!

Every time I score myself on my 2013 goals, it almost always involves the word "FAIR". I'm all for mapping out plans on how to achieve your goals (hey, if you've got plans ...go ahead and write them down!) but I've noticed that I've achieved more outside my well-written goals :-)  It's not because I'm not diligent but when it comes to New Year Resolutions, I'm not just a stickler! I find more satisfaction in being more intuitive rather than the planning of stuff. Okay... maybe that isn't too right but you see, that's me!

And just in-case you're feeling sad that some of your plans haven't quiet materialised, I put together these inspiring quotes just for you! It's never too late or early to start! Enjoy your weekend:-)

Thursday, 17 October 2013

Are You Too Afraid To Feel Beautiful?

I may own a blog but on most days, I like being a blog reader even more. hehe :) It's nice to blog-hop to inspiring sites especially when you're having a not-so-good day. I have my favorite bloggers list: Worship Matters, The Boundless, Pattylaurel, Mike's blog and of course Kevin Martineau's blog.  Kevin always gives the coolest and somewhat hilarious reviews. I may not agree with everything on these blogs but they give me a nice view of what goes on in other people heads :). A few weeks back, I made another discovery: Lauren's blog - ! I read a beautiful post and I truly felt beautiful! 

Okay, here's an excerpt:
We are too scared to talk about our bodies as though we actually love them.We forget to rejoice in having a body uniquely our own, and glorious in its uniqueness. It’s easy to find beauty in nature around us, or look at all our friends and find their beauty so evident. But it’s harder to look in the mirror and acknowledge the beauty right in front of us. 
It’s hard to accept a compliment on a day you feel particularly not beautiful. It’s hard to accept the fact that our point of view is not the only one that matters: there are people who love us and find us beautiful even when we cannot see our own beauty. We are too afraid to acknowledge that we are worthy of being loved, and beautiful because of that.We are too afraid to rejoice in our own beauty.

Isn't that just true? You can read more on that amazing post here through Lauren's blog.  

Walk through today with the solid belief that God has made you beautiful!
Have a blessed day.