I've had all of these this week... Thank you to all the people that contribute to the beautiful and the amazing. Now we're just waiting for the little dude to wake up so we can have some playground and beach family time - because today, life is beautiful! #weekendfeels#musings
Is anyone else guilty of spending so much time talking about the things we're going to do in #life , but we never actually execute those plans? I've been doing a lot of self-reflection, these past couple of weeks, and that is indeed one of my personality flaws. On the flip side, I have been actively working on quite a few of those things and I'm so proud of myself because I have been working on some personal #goals , #ambitions , and #dreams ...I don't plan on giving up either. I want to see where these decisions in life take me and, so far, so good! I've never been happier! I'm a work in #progress , but aren't we all? So, to anyone reading this, take #risks , take some #chances , follow your #hopes and dreams in life and realize that all it takes is #belief , a little bit of #faith , and the #determination to keep putting one foot in front of the other. But, remember, #results don't happen overnight...results happen with #hardwork and #consistency . Be #patient ! Stay #focused and always keep your eye on the #prize .
it's the 6 am train.
i'm traveling from Nottingham to Waterloo.
my usual. crumbs of the croissant i just ate on my gloves, black coffee and an unfinished book. i've bookmarked it with a used ticket to this Dean Martin movie that i watched in the park last night.
the ones which they show you under the stars;
lovers hold hands cuddled in blankets and flickering fairy lights compete with fireflies.
they dance on the grass some nights.
and it always makes me smile.
what is it about young love
that leans against your heart's wall in a leather jacket, a cigarette in its hand
makes you believe that you're an exception.
he's never kissed someone like this, you tell yourself in between gasps.
i will watch him grow old and we will dance all our dances together
and you hold on to this night. it's a part of him you get to keep;
i will love you. forever. he says.
but he cannot look away from that flickering light.
there are glimpses of another face he sees,
her hair celebrates by swaying in the breeze,
and he's dancing with this girl who kisses his night, but his eyes keep moving to the one
who doesn't realize:
the rush of the unknown. you feel before all your firsts. when you're standing at the cusp of possibility. what would her kisses taste like? how does she smile in between them?
and i'm sitting there, watching Dean Martin lean against a wall in a leather jacket, a cigarette in his hand. thinking i should get home and sleep, need to be on that 6 am train.
so i save my ticket, it's a part of Dean i get to keep,
this night will sweeten my black coffee.
i touch the ticket waiting for my train,
still moist from the dew that fell.
still moist from the tears you shed.
what is it about young love?
that keeps you waiting for that train.
you stand there, with a ticket in hand,
but almost always you journey alone;
looking at a boy who is standing across from you,
leaning against the wall, wearing a leather jacket a cigarette in his hand. ~sarah abidi
This equinox and recent full moon energy has got me feeling ready to retreat. Yesterday on my hike in the mountains, it was so foggy, and at first that made me nervous, not being able to see where I was going and where I came from. Eventually I settled into my breath, into my steps, and saw and smelled and listened the beauty around me. And when I was still, I could see the fog moving and shifting. I have been working on how to sit with my fears and uncertainties rather than running from them or ignoring them like I habitually do. It's hard but feels a necessary part of healing. At first, moving to a quieter place can feel scary, it's not easy to suddenly feel everything, but I'm learning that with time and space it gets easier. And like the fog, everything is constantly shifting and moving at all times. #fallequinox#musings#connecting#learningfromnature
😂 THIS is my #FRIDAYTEACHERFACE 😂
🌻 give it up to the divines for pushing us to making it through another beautiful, crazy, blessed week. My planets are poppin' off right now -in a good way!- & I hope the rest of yours are too. @baby_recklesss has the right of it, forming her #manifestationsquad right now when everything is so 🔥🔥. Keep hustling, keep pushing, keep building. We on our way!! 🌿 #hapabruja
The first time I saw @dearzindagifilm, I was on my flight back to New Delhi from Milan. I remember laughing, crying and making frantic notes on my phone, all of these things being done in a synchronised manner. The one line that resonated with my heart the most was, ‘You don't always have to take the hardest, difficult and toughest path. Sometimes taking the easiest route is the right option for you at that given point of time in your life’. I, for one, feel guilty for not taking enough risks, or for not working extra hard, but in the pursuit of it all, I forget that sometimes, it’s okay to slow down and take a quiet, normal and easy road. Sometimes, that’s the hardest decision to make as well.
How does it feel going into an examination hall knowing you are ready to crush it!
Can you remember the feeling you had when you dressed to the tee and you've prepared a powerful sales pitch for that client?
That kind of confidence, that we wear knowing we are about to crush a challenge. The kain gragra we dey do when we are so sure everything will go our way during that interview is what Jesus asks of us.
He as forewarned us. There will be issues, surely orisirisi will come our way. But my dear wear your gragra well because it's only a mirage. Me (Jesus) I have surmounted everything. I have bulldozed your problems so nothing do you.
How many of us are wearing our victorious gragra?
Sunrise... This is the best time of day for me. I couldn't sleep after a 4:30 feed so decided to get up and run. The second time in a long time. I like to move with my bodies natural movements and haven't felt like I've wanted to until now. Unlike popular fitness trends and slogans, I don't want to move for the sake of making myself look better or pushing past what is not natural. This isn't realistic nor does it usually have the right intentions behind it. I move every day dependant on my bodies needs and not my minds needs - this is what works for me and actually allows my mind to slow down more. My body also thanks me for tuning in and caring for it.
My dad has always got up at 4 am to head to work. He is an actuary and has done this since I can remember. As a teenager I just couldn't understand it but surprise surprise I've turned out to be like him. I love mornings, I love that every morning holds a new beginning and new day. Ever since my chronic illness I've also been so grateful for every day that I'm here and use the mornings to set intentions for the day or week ahead. It's the stillness and quiet of the day that offers something special.
I do believe that the early bird really does get the worm.
Being single is hard; not because you need someone to lean on, someone to love, someone who would love you, but because how much people around you try to make you realise that you better find someone soon or you’ll end up alone.
When you’re single, there’ll be so many times that you’ll hear phrases like, “Give it a shot!”, “He really likes you, at least give him a chance!”, “You know, if you never try, you’ll never know”.
And after a while, you start to get annoyed because they don’t understand. They don’t understand that you are happy this way, that you don’t want to ‘give it a shot’ only to find some happiness that, of course, will be short-lived.
And this is because often when you start getting into relationships just for the sake of being in one, you start failing at them. What results is a series of mishaps, a long string of failed relationships, and in the end, the false realisation that there is something wrong with you; that you drive people away; that you’ll never be good enough for anyone to stay.
And someday, you’ll find someone who treats you better than the people you’ve been with before, and you’ll settle for him, convinced that you’ve finally found the right one for yourself.
It’s a rather confusing procedure, isn’t it?
Stop, I say.
Stop chasing love. Stop settling for what you get based on comparisons. You deserve so much more than what you’ve settled for. You’re worth so much more.
Start loving yourself, and love yourself so much that you don’t need anybody else’s love. Stop needing someone to love you and tell you how wonderful you are. You’re amazing enough, stop needing someone to validate your existence.
Love will find you in its own sweet time. And when it finally does, you’ll know what you’ve saved yourself for, all this time.
And I promise it will be totally worth it.
Till then, just have the hope of finding the love that you truly deserve, and that will be enough to make you happy throughout all the days.
#night#musings#being single #love#relationships
#FBF to the day I finished 5th Year. I have so many fond memories of this day💕💜
Tonight, however, is one of those nights I really tell myself and tell God that more than anything that'll be said about me, more than anything or anyone I'll stick my head for, I want my heart to beat continually for Jesus Christ. I want it to be said that I lived more to please God than anyone else, that my heart was like His... ·
I don't just want this to be said of me. I want it to be my truth; the truth that even God's very Spirit bears witness to. Then alone will I be satisfied.
I hope that with all that you are and in all that you do, you remember who/what really matters.
Grace, Peace, Love, and Light, Fam 😙
As if we are divisible. We are. And we aren't.
I'm endlessly curious about component parts, and obsessive about seams -- about that exact point or junction where one thing becomes another, or becomes part of a larger.
As a young woman I deeply longed to understand where my dream life met -- and I mean precisely where it met -- my waking life. I tried to catch the space between sleeping dreams and waking state.
The cloudy, soft and misty space that every night carries me from my bed to somewhere recognizable but curiously different. Different enough to keep my head tilted to the side, butterflies in my stomach. Familiar enough to keep me from running.
Likewise, I'm fascinated with the study of my physical body in component parts, and then in relational wholeness. Because both are true. My arm is an arm. I can move it and study it independent of the rest of my body. And then, also, I can't.
I can't move my arm without something rippling through another part of me. I can't really study my arm without studying my spine, because they are connected by the structure we call the shoulder girdle. Thank all the thankable beings for the shoulder girdle.
Walking through space I sense myself as independent. And with a birds eye view I see myself as one small player in a larger production.
Both. And. All.
You thought that you can make me feel less than I am but guess what I woke up I'm not that little niave girl you met a year a go. I see right through your games and all your lies and I want nothing to do with you. And I hope that the other girl you tried to play at the same time wakes up too and that you will be alone and miserable thinking about all your f***** up ways and how you'll have to live like that for the rest of your life.