tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42487086860248530402024-03-06T00:57:48.406+00:00Beautiful Beloved Believed InAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-62921597046375700852016-04-08T17:30:00.001+01:002016-04-08T17:30:37.957+01:002016<b>Hey Beautiful,</b><br />
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I have loved every minute of writing and sharing my personal experience on here because it has been incredible with the love and friendship I have made with amazing people. </div>
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But it has been a while since I blogged on this page and the consistency was long gone, so I did some house cleaning with the content. </div>
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To be honest, I miss it too and just like life, we grow and move on to other things and exciting new projects. I promise that I am fine and still living authentically, luminously and gracefully in faith.</div>
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<b><i>Thank you and as a final encouragement ~ Be Bold ~ Be Brave ~ Be You Unapologetically ~ Shining your Light ~</i></b></div>
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I write from a place of love.</div>
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Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn xx</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-4211031878151064562016-01-11T12:08:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.410+01:00Let Talk About Fear<i><b><span style="font-family: inherit;">Happy Monday. Will you just step out and do what you want to do.</span></b></i><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><i><br /></i></b><span style="color: #222222;">Fear ~ manifest itself in many ways, doubts, mistakes, worrying, not starting or even just tirelessly waiting. </span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222;">So in the spirit of faith in action. Let fear die by abiding in the word. Let things that hinders you go. Let people that doubt you, or speak against the promises you hold dear go. </span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;">Stop judging yourself by the standards of others. Surrender your heart to God and trust him intimately with your dreams and vision. </span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;">When He says go, go with confidence that he will deliver everything you need into your hands, because it is only him that can set you on an uncomfortable journey and you know what! </span><span style="color: #222222;">You can do hard things!</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222;">Set yourself free and lean into the season you have been placed in to experience the radical love and grace of The One who has called you to be triumph. </span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;">Fear should not have a foothold in your life, the only fear that drives you should be in reverence towards the mighty power of God because your heart is secure in Him.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222;"><i>Hold on to this whenever you feel the weight of fear...."The Lord Almighty is the one you are to regard as holy, he is the one you are to fear..." Isaiah 8:13</i></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><i><br /></i></span></span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">With love, grace and faith in action. </span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222;">I write from a place of love</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222;">Beautiful Beloved </span><span style="color: #222222;">BelievedIn</span></span><br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-29873662372087024732015-11-17T00:21:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.466+01:00Season of truth and comebacks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Seasons come, season go and for me it has been a long time away from blogging or writing worthwhile privately and publicly. Comebacks are welcome.<br /><br />But first I dedicate this post to the amazing Frances Okoro of <a href="http://www.imperfectlyperfectlives.com/">www.imperfectlyperfectlives.com</a> such a dedicated and consistent person that I have come to love and just observe from a distance, yet her words are often the closest thing to home truths that stings, and a resounding assurance that I can find solace on her blog just like someone else can find same on here. I love her and it is because of her recent post <a href="http://www.imperfectlyperfectlives.com/for-christian-writersbloggers-lay-aside-the-weight-of-distractions/">"</a><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.imperfectlyperfectlives.com/for-christian-writersbloggers-lay-aside-the-weight-of-distractions/">For Christian Writers/Bloggers: Lay Aside The Weight Of Distractions"</a> </span>that I have had the courage to rise up against the flux of inactivity on my blog.<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNoGPABqTkDhZzbYfmqH0StkvikVq7oSqkg-YxzZg09sSi8RKIlFzmvWMPJ8ZZ1yZu6Np9LXNZoWZS1ObNwjzbtOx_6WJDXXt_I6QhUEKMVXXSyPQK15Jykpj5sLUEM1IpFuSRGeAaoSM/s1600/autumn+leave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNoGPABqTkDhZzbYfmqH0StkvikVq7oSqkg-YxzZg09sSi8RKIlFzmvWMPJ8ZZ1yZu6Np9LXNZoWZS1ObNwjzbtOx_6WJDXXt_I6QhUEKMVXXSyPQK15Jykpj5sLUEM1IpFuSRGeAaoSM/s400/autumn+leave.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />It is autumn and the leaves are so beautiful even as they wither away, dragged in whatever direction the wind pleases. Just like the leaves, I have been drifting, wrestling with what I what or hope to have yet I am still without.<br /><br />Summer was amazing and as it ended, I somehow allowed anxiety and fear cling on to me and I didn't realise it until recently. My nonchalant attitude and relaxed state of 'just chilling' and 'waiting" is fear in disguise. <br /><br />Honestly, I have been so dry that I thought it also meant that I am done on here. However, reflecting on the last few months, I have learnt so much and maybe I needed to step back, so I can come back stronger and ready for the long haul because I have been given the grace to write and nothing in my life right now justifies throwing it away.<br /><br />My prayers have ben constant, even if at times they have been silent but they seethe with passion for more of God and less of my own feelings because His word is not based on emotions but on faith.<br /><br />So as I transition into the beauty of this season, I pray that I continue to hold on to this grace and birth the words that will continue to shine a light that is full of purpose.<br /><br />I write from a place of love.<br />Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn<br /><br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-40345670580239517792015-08-24T17:21:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.485+01:00Trust <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEgF9-Au2oNlm_sdFDq1rxS3tnmURmIdZREW9igGrGVkb1Dps0UYtmwc6cjsy5ZkaOGR2U03gJYkMjfOmOpbbcZWD68T2NULtOOYGdIlKN5qqnd4V-T3pJfUmCZ0W3V9ragngW76zNXRk/s1600/trust-lindsey-weinrich.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="205" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEgF9-Au2oNlm_sdFDq1rxS3tnmURmIdZREW9igGrGVkb1Dps0UYtmwc6cjsy5ZkaOGR2U03gJYkMjfOmOpbbcZWD68T2NULtOOYGdIlKN5qqnd4V-T3pJfUmCZ0W3V9ragngW76zNXRk/s400/trust-lindsey-weinrich.jpg" width="400" /></a><br /><span style="line-height: 24px;">Trust God with where He is leading you. </span><br /><span style="line-height: 24px;">Trust God with the journey. </span><br /><span style="line-height: 24px;">Trust God and stop looking back. </span><br /><span style="line-height: 24px;">Trust God with </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">how far you have come. </span><br />Trust that He will light your way through the wilderness.<br /><span style="line-height: 24px;">Trust that His love will never fail you.</span><br /><span style="line-height: 24px;">Trust that He is with you every step of the way.</span><br /><span style="line-height: 24px;">And above all, Love with all your heart.</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 24px;">I write from a place of love.</span><br /><span style="line-height: 24px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 24px;">Beautiful Beloved Believedin</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-1161255054829022902015-08-16T23:58:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.512+01:00Random Musings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5OHjzjacOjOaqaDSsijzW9W-Q6gx2rwdPLIJzgQZiZjvG51x0VHMwWHBtFWP2OZoqAUpo-UyWCibKsNmHkjgt-KtdJCXXyB41fmjArZsf-sdUI8GRfyKNLDuNl5LoCE6gkcfsMnf51A8/s1600/images-5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5OHjzjacOjOaqaDSsijzW9W-Q6gx2rwdPLIJzgQZiZjvG51x0VHMwWHBtFWP2OZoqAUpo-UyWCibKsNmHkjgt-KtdJCXXyB41fmjArZsf-sdUI8GRfyKNLDuNl5LoCE6gkcfsMnf51A8/s400/images-5.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br />This is an impromptu post and the picture above is suppose to represent 'spiritual balance'. I feel so calm and light as I pour out a little bit of the words that is floating within me right now.<br /><br />*****<br />As I surrendered to the magic that is Sunday in church this afternoon, I experienced a little miracle. But before I blurt it out, I would like to say this first '<b>Church is everyday, but Sundays are just special"</b> and the choir said Amen. Mind blowing or what scripture right there and maybe that is all someone out there needs to know right now.<br />Don't wait for Sundays to have a conversation with God or seek re-alignment with your spirituality if you feel messed up or down. Get down on your knees on the floor, throw a hissy fit and get down with it, because God can hear you loud and clear, and you don't need the perfect place or setting but right where you are now!!<br /><br />*****<br />I started practising yoga for balance and fitness, one thing I struggled with was standing on my toe and to take my practise further, it was necessary to close your eye in order to feel the balance, re-align your body and focus your intention. Naturally I struggled, eyes closed, on my toes, swaying from side to side, forward backward, it was a mess, but I kept trying.<br /><br />*****<br />You will never catch me with my eyes wandering, ain't got eye for anyone but you *inserts music* I love closing my eyes in worship, anywhere, anytime and I don't mind because I feel so much closer to God when I shut everything down, which also includes bare feet's (sorry I am one of those people) So as always, with arching feet, shoes discarded, I was so lost in my world that I didn't realise I was standing perfectly on my toes, glued to the spot for several moments. *screams like a banshee* I only realised when I open my eyes and there I was, not stumbling or falling, but balanced.<br /><br />I look around as if to say to the next person, "did you see that", I did it, but no approval. Because, right there, I found my practise, *inhale, exhale* in that moment at church in the middle of service, I mastered my weakness, no more stumbling or falling, finding my practise with my intention on nothing but God *awesome feeling ever* Before my inner goddess started dancing to this revelation, I felt the holy spirit minster to my soul.<br /><br /><i>No matter how long it takes, you will eventually get there. Practise, practise, keep going is all it takes, you have been so focused on the end result, but not the patience that's needed in the process.</i><br /><i><br /></i>It so clear how this translates to many areas of my life and I am so incredible happy because it has been an amazing week and it can only get better. The holy spirit draws so much energy to my walk and enables me to function at a level beyond my comprehension that I am left gasping at the strength I have been able to display. I have stopped looking at my self with unbelief, but admiration and confidence that He is with me.<br /><br />I write from a place of love.<br /><br />Beautiful Beloved BelievedInAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-8655262282398457792015-08-15T13:23:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.539+01:00Amen to the Journey Ahead<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><br /></span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-etb9l1KJ2gxSYxuSVivpQ7EKYYhnGpFYBbZXR76VG1poKtW4F4ovYpMVDO6SC7jyfs6fMo1uMIqbi9BbOvXNEX5Agl5hpnUo6Wo5p0G79HwaQiqR7m7wTyztf-PD1jga2_jfa7MJCo/s1600/images-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" height="379" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-etb9l1KJ2gxSYxuSVivpQ7EKYYhnGpFYBbZXR76VG1poKtW4F4ovYpMVDO6SC7jyfs6fMo1uMIqbi9BbOvXNEX5Agl5hpnUo6Wo5p0G79HwaQiqR7m7wTyztf-PD1jga2_jfa7MJCo/s640/images-4.jpeg" title="" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">About to embark on a journey, a really big one and where does my help come from? Yes I am still on this matter because it is necessary at every point to remember and let it sink in. We forget often that God is near and not that far from us, He sees </span>what<span style="font-family: inherit;"> we see and hears what we hear. It is so easy to forget when we are chasing life, as an observer I love people watching and trust me that is a hobby except for the judgemental thing or turning up my nose like I am superior. I watch and </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">and </span>listen <span style="font-family: inherit;">not to </span>what<span style="font-family: inherit;"> people say but what they do and the </span>source<span style="font-family: inherit;"> of </span>their<span style="font-family: inherit;"> confidence. </span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">However, </span>there is a danger in this habit, it is easy to begin to think that yeah I can do that! It is even easier than my own path, maybe I should jump on board that ship because hey this one ain't moving at all or maybe it is too slow. And you know what? I don't blame or judge you, we live in a quick fix generation and imitation is the best form of </span><span style="color: #222222;">flattery until you have travelled so far along a road that is not yours to begin with. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Don't do it!</b></span></span><br /><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">As I write, already switched off social media, such as Twitter and Instagram for clarity; not wanting to be clouded by tweets and grams about other people's lives and what they are doing which </span>equals <span style="font-family: inherit;">less external, more internal influence. </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Everything you need to start is already within you!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><b>But really where does our help come from? </b></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">The Word of God, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Mighty One that sit on the Throne of Grace, a God who goes before, overcoming and overreaching way more than we could go on our own. Our</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> help comes from God, Jesus our Lord and Saviour, the One who keeps everything together </span>through every<span style="font-family: inherit;"> season and the next. I know more than ever, that I <u>will never understand everything</u> but <u>trust in the process</u> because it is for His Story, your story, our story, <u>His Glory</u>, "Godfidence" in my faith and believe in Him as I prepare and</span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> ponder the next steps. </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">The upcoming month of </span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">September has that effect on me, "for I know the plans I </span><span style="color: #222222;">have</span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> for you", </span>declares<span style="font-family: inherit;"> the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans </span>to<span style="font-family: inherit;"> give you hope and a future" (</span>Jeremiah<span style="font-family: inherit;"> 29:11)</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><br /></span></span> <span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">I feel like when we have options, we will always have ways of justifying disobedience and doing it anyway, some call it luck, hard work etc but that is just a bullshit way of living when you have had an encounter with the immerse grace of God and it the realest thing I have experienced. To be honest, I have had real spiritual moments that are so surreal I could live in that realm forever. So I don't want that, whatever bullshit or me me lifestyle but a spirit filled life, that's always tuned in to the Holy Spirit.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lord knows that no matter how much I pray on bended knees or throw my hands up in the air like I </span>don't<span style="font-family: inherit;"> care, *waving* that I am not perfect. I have never held myself out to be perfect but constantly speak about breaking the habit of not listening. We </span>don't<span style="font-family: inherit;"> listen because we are influenced by so much of the things around us a</span><span style="font-family: inherit;">nd I know that I don't always get it right, and for that reason I will continue to pray for depth, take me deeper Lord, help exhaust my self dependency, pride, can-do alone attitude so that I will have no more corners to turn too but You. </span></span><br /><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">*sigh* 'A<i> life where I am actually living, continuously loving and unconditional happy, </i></span></span><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222;">surrounded</span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> by love, </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">gratitude and doing it all for your glory'. </span></span></i></div><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">I</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> pray that I get it right, resounding peaceful that I am on the right path. Oh I am a little bit scared to be honest but I feel this quite little voice telling me that I am ready.</span><br /><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Prayer for the journey ahead</b></span></span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">Dear Jesus, you are the all-knowing and overseer of life, rich in mercy, abundant in grace and source of our sufficiency. </span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I bring the desires of my </span>heart<span style="font-family: inherit;"> before you, asking you to filter the </span></span></span><span style="color: #222222;">unnecessary, selfish ambitious, and attitude. </span><br /><span style="color: #222222;">I pray for more of your whispers, bold declarations, speaking life into my life where I am incomplete, stripe me bare for your glory and grant me favour on this journey in Jesus name. </span><br /><span style="color: #222222;">Because it is not by might but your grace, therefore I praise your holy name; worshipping you with all my heart and life. </span><br /><span style="color: #222222;">Thank you Lord for your faithfulness.</span><br /><span style="color: #222222;">Amen </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #222222;">I write from a place of love.</span><br /><span style="color: #222222;"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222;">Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-75149639868300513942015-08-04T00:19:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.563+01:00Welcome Home<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>The message is simple. We don't build high walls or towers, neither do we put gates at the end of the road, rather we usher you in as you come. Come as you are! </i></span><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>- Welcome </i></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>'We care about the people that we welcome into our heart and around us. We stay wide open and care more about the people that walk in and strive to make sure that they know about the gospel of grace. We represent an army of believers that do not judge or condemn, instead we embrace and love with the same passion Christ did for us."</i><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><i>- Keke</i></div></div><div style="text-align: left;">Dear you, </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>We show love, give love and enable conversations that welcome others into the atmosphere. No gimmicks or attempts to throw about doctrines, theology or laws, but the simple message 'Welcome Home' with love, we have been expecting you.<br /><br />Why? Because the rooms in this house are yours to explore, filled with many treasures and jewels. Listen, there is room for peace when you have unrest, love when you are down, grace when you are in doubt about everything you have done, the places you have been because you are accepted and welcomed to explore the many rooms in this house. We pray you find joy, seasons of continuous happiness, prosperity, wisdom and above all discover the love of 'The Master' Himself.<br /><br />You are loved more than we could ever tell you or show you, but only He could reveal the truth to you and you do not have to pay him anything , but rest in Him, let Him transform your heart, renew and refresh your soul with living water.<br /><br />Find comfort in His Word, they open doors, windows, unclog air ventilation and burst open pipelines and everything you need to stay planted in this house.<br /><br />Know that you are not entirely lost and neither have you stumbled so far beyond recovery. But then, if you do not know the Father, that is also okay, because your Father sees you right where you are! Luke 15:21 (<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 24px;">But while he was still a long way off (</span></span><span style="line-height: 24px;">returning</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 24px;"> home) his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.) </span></span></span><br /><!--EndFragment--><br />"Welcome Home"<br /><br />I write from a place of love.<br /><br />Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn<br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-7085389739138423002015-07-26T02:13:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.579+01:00The Beloved Morning after the day before, and the day before the day before and the sunset before the day before the day that was yesterday. In modern English, I am trying to say it has be an amazing end to the week, two and half days of phenomenal, praise, worship, service and out pour of divine power, release and continuous encounter with the voice of God at Hillsong Conference Europe 2015. He roared like a mighty wind, shattering holds and dominions that have tied down his people for so long.<br /><br />God spoke and we were listening in awe, renewed and stunned by the greatness we were experiencing in His majestic presence. As I entered, I prayed that Lord, I want to know You more, just take me deeper than I already am and it was so. More than ever, I accept that I am a vessel in this world, ready to be filled up with the greatness of God as He enables for His almighty glory and as He is, so are we in this world, (1 John 4:17) a scripture that I have over-looked so many times.<br /><br /><b>Do you know who Jesus is?</b> Because to grasps the meaning of that scripture, we have to really know who He is.<br /><br />Love, did you know that you are worth Jesus to God, and until you know Jesus, like really know Him, you might never really get this statement or what it means to be told<b> “You are worth Jesus”</b>…..God bless Simon Gibbs for this message in church last week Sunday. It is amazing how God is working, I mean the Holy Spirit is moving and linking every single message together.<br /><br />My Jesus died on the cross for me, wounded, bruised and nailed on that cross for me, sweating blood, crying and taking it all for me. The same Jesus seated on the right hand side of God, Lion of the tribe of Judah, the almighty Alpha and Omega, beginner and finisher, bearing the multitude of sin that holds me back. The One, bringer of grace and truth that I seek, transforming lives with His love and this Jesus loves me.<br />The One that bought me with his body, the new High Priest who stands before the Father all day long on my behalf. Jesus bridged the gap between man and God, standing in line, pulling humanity back to its place with God.<br /><br />Wait!! Did you know that we all belong to God and yet he still paid to for us to be founded in His love again! Because of Him, I can approach God with my all, no need for sacrifices and offering of grains or shedding of animal blood, Christ paid it all. Instead, I converse with my Father with a heart that has received the gift of the spirit of God, taken in by the counsel of the Holy Spirit, activating the victories that has been won by the ultimate sacrifice on the cross.<br /><br />I pray you understand. I pray you confess it. I (insert name) am Worth Jesus <b>"The Beloved",</b> the beloved, beloved Son of God who died for me. <br /><br />I write from a place of love.<br /><br /><br />Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn<br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-24487034822229390092015-07-13T13:23:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.593+01:00Sacrificial LoveLove that will shape the world.<br />The love I dream of when I think of life, people and family.<br />Love that transcends selfishness, greed, pride and arrogance.<br />Love that influences, empower, uplift and flourish a nation of broken hearted people.<br />Be sacrificial in the love you give, as your heavenly Father fills us with an overflow. Let it flow as well to the people you encounter in the world. Your attitude of love may be the conception that will transform another life, enabling them to seek the light that flows within you.<br />The way habits can be copied and imitated, your compassion, kindness and love can be copied. God is love and His love is around. You are love because the Father lives in you as well. He gives freely of everything if only you ask from Him.<br />Be beautiful. Stay Beloved. You are Believedin.<br />Faith. Love. Love. Peace.<br /><br />I write from a place of love.<br /><br />Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn<br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-54377155356003377472015-06-24T00:40:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.611+01:00Flourishing - Selah Baby Selah<b>CELEBRATING MY JOURNEY</b><br /><b><br /></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVSWsBjpg1M3IAtcMuOGvph24DJ82XNdESoEyKpousUj6VX3u1qLyMvM9QHVHeop19Y8YYrecNBhmuFFbyCrQ7kGNyFv6J_-e5srKqW0G2KGKh6wBb3PvnKej31HBEns3T1eRSzKHawMQ/s1600/SubstandardFullSizeRender-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVSWsBjpg1M3IAtcMuOGvph24DJ82XNdESoEyKpousUj6VX3u1qLyMvM9QHVHeop19Y8YYrecNBhmuFFbyCrQ7kGNyFv6J_-e5srKqW0G2KGKh6wBb3PvnKej31HBEns3T1eRSzKHawMQ/s400/SubstandardFullSizeRender-4.jpg" title="Keke - Beautifulbelovedbelievedin" width="300" /></a></div>I have prayed for a year of unusual miracle. A year of lol (living out loud), with a commitment to go wherever as I wait at His Feet. We are half-way through the year. Started a couple of things that stands unfinished. I love starting things but I struggle with finishing and that can be a major obstacle for me because I am unable to tick all the boxes.<br /><br />But I recently sat down re-evaluating my life and I am literally blown away. My relationship with God is more intimate than ever, laying down my ambition and trusting in His leadership which is quite hard. I am Human. About 5 years ago, I had a rough idea where I wanted to be, what I thought I would be doing and so on.<br /><br />My days are spent reading a book, scribbling in my journal, doing devotions, meeting up with friends, doing things I said yes to and how I have managed so far with my fluctuating account balance is a question I dare not ask. One of the many things I know for sure, is God provides and it is He who sustains me. I crave a new pair of shoes and a green dress for a summer wedding I intend to turn up for. Oh dear!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFOVyo-jXs87e8-4o79D33dyiRt-Ss4AMYyTaKrFgPgFyJbhyphenhyphenKLz-Fp6sDGtHMJj3uLnZCL5m7-9GA_toHWp4txWgEqOMqObC1lazthwnn2ILaNuUg6905tllyvm79fAznj_uUwOJeUxY/s1600/FullSizeRender.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFOVyo-jXs87e8-4o79D33dyiRt-Ss4AMYyTaKrFgPgFyJbhyphenhyphenKLz-Fp6sDGtHMJj3uLnZCL5m7-9GA_toHWp4txWgEqOMqObC1lazthwnn2ILaNuUg6905tllyvm79fAznj_uUwOJeUxY/s1600/FullSizeRender.jpg" title="Keke -Beautifulbelovedbelievedin" /></a></div><br /><br />I smile to myself when I people ask me what I do or why I am not working anymore but I claim busy.<br />"Are you now working"?<br />"Don't you want to practice anymore"?<br />"When are you coming back"?<br /><br /><b>It is humbling because I am reminded that His ways are not our ways and He is a God of unusual miracles who gives and blesses us differently in our calling. My primary life goals has been to always help people. To be in a role where I can just pour out my heart, soul and spirit into making someone else happy, fulfilled and blessed. To influence and cause radical change, plant a flourishing seed and be an instrument of love, light and peace.</b><br /><br /><i><br /></i><i>A conversation with a total stranger ended with, " you should write a book" I asked why and he said I have spent just a little time with you this evening and I see it in you. </i><br /><i>I spend about half an hour with a new acquaintant and she said ' You should work with youth, I can see the passion in you" and the other person present in the room agreed. </i><br /><i>My team leader sent me a long message and I cried so much afterwards. </i><br /><i>Had dinner with a quirky bunch of inspiring girls and what they prophesied over my life, I would hold on to it forever.</i><br /><i>My close friend started a bible study and she said she can't do it without my help. "It is you I need" she said. </i><br /><br />Even thou I only got picked up about four years ago, I believe the life I have lived this far is not isolated but a journey and where I am is so beautiful. Three years ago, I attend Colour Conference and felt this pull and desire to help women and young people. I listened to young women tell their stories, unravelling a depth of faith so big my heart cried out to God. I went home and wrote "Ten reasons I am beautiful" on my bedroom mirror ending with "Selah baby Selah".<br /><br />Last year, I attended Colour again and ended up sitting in a Shine session, a program for women and girls, empowering and teaching them about worth, value and strength. Now I am proud to sing out loud with a cry of joy that I run Shine with an amazing team and blown away by the leadership am under. It has changed my outlook so much that I can't stop praying for more opportunity to be an out pour of love in the lives of women I come in contact with. I believe in the amazing change we can make and I know that great seeds are been sown in the lives of this beloved women/girls.<br /><br />This year with the same vision for my life in my heart, I prayed and prayed that God should lead me to people with a heart for him and to forge relationships that will support my growth. Honestly, I believe it has come true because I can't believe that I could endured this journey on my own without the network of women in my life. We pray, comfort and support each other, forever building each up into winning women, not defined by the world but by who God says we are.<br /><br />No judgement or condemnation. Just love. Love love love is all I receive unconditionally without reservations. My heart is joyful, unwavering that I am on the right path even thou it is so far off from what I had in mind.<br /><br />Yesterday brought it up for me, I was unsettled all day, hard on myself, cringing at my relaxed state of laziness and almost did not make it out for a last minute meeting. Thank You Lord because it was awe-inspiring, while gathered in an atmosphere filled with an aura of magnificent light that screamed,<br /><br /><i>"You are living" </i><br /><i>"You are right where you need to be"</i><br /><i>"You are life"</i><br /><i>"Stay, Stay, Stay"</i><br /><br />My heart leaped and leaped, refreshed and grateful to the spirit of obedience because many times He has spoken and I didn't listen. Probably because I was 50/50, dead- straight about how I wanted to do things. Comparing myself to other people, imitating and suppressing the tiny voice that whispers 'let me in" "I see you" 'I can help you do better"<br /><br />If I didn't give my life to Christ, I really wonder .......My biggest battle was fear. The fear of stepping out, speaking because I am shy, fear of been noticed. I am that person you compliment and I would brush it off like dust and kindly hand it back to you. <br /><br />I exchanged all my fears for a life that is founded in Christ and I have watched Him redefine my ambition, purpose and life. I don't make the plans, He does. I don't need to magnify my life for the world to see. My life does not need that traffic, I am a servant living to glorify and magnify his Name so that many will come to Him and be transformed inside out.<br /><br />I know I am not fully there yet. It is not easy, am not always this positive, but get this....I know I can do it all through Christ who strengthens me.<br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-36869096583388716582015-06-11T18:51:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.640+01:00What I Know For Sure<div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial Narrow"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;"><o:p> </o:p></span><i style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US">You are chosen with a purpose, gifted and talented with everything you need within your grasp. You are closer than you know with each passing day, if only you stop seeing yourself through the lens of your limiting beliefs, but fan into flames the gifts in you, for his glory.</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US">"All Scripture are God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the servant of God, may be thoroughly equipped for every good work."</span><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US">2 Timothy 3: 16-17</span><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US">I am not where I use to be and I thank God for the encouragement to be able to spend more time with his Word. Scriptures are making more sense as I am able to connect it with my everyday life and hearing God speak is not a coincidence. I remember sitting listening to sermons, often thinking wow, how did S/he do that, serving mind-blowing messages like that. I asked myself what is the secret? I once desired ministry school (it can still happen) because I love God but could not get into the Word. Hello!!! KJV is so ancient and I never thought I could ever get. It was agonizing wanting everything to make sense, waiting for Sunday sermons with that quivering fear that I might never get it on my own like that and be bold. </span><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I WANT. I WANT. I WANT. We were not created to shrink but live </span>flourishing lives<span style="font-family: inherit;"> with ambition to unearth who we are.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US">See, it is not by might nor by power but by my spirit says the Lord (</span></span>Zechariah 4: 6)<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US">. Insatiable hunger to know more has changed my life, meaning I now look at what is in my hand rather than at what I want, knowing my hand represents the gifts, talents and abilities that dwells within me. I am convinced that God will not ask us to do something if he hasn't already figured that you are able. We might not know it, but he does. </span><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So I write in my journal. Encourage myself. Pray. Kneel. Read the Word he has placed in my hand, seeking, letting him speak into my soul, unraveling mystery that is I. I may not totally know or </span>foresee everything but with each breathe, I see the possibilities <span style="font-family: inherit;">and </span></span>meditate on the words I hear. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Six </span>spiritual<span style="font-family: inherit;"> tool belts I picked up at team night this week. Encouragement. Faithfulness. Honor. Generosity. Excellence. Thankfulness. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US">You are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God's special possession, that you may declare the power of him who called you out of darkness into the wonderful light (</span></span>1 Peter 2: 9). <span style="font-family: inherit;">I believe God is calling us as a generation to speak, encourage and excel in the present. More than ever, there are extraordinary fiery women preaching and dropping the Word of God through, books, seminars, conferences etc. But huh? Don't even think about it!. We can all make a difference together and serve one another. A new world order has arrived in the form of social media, </span>with<span style="font-family: inherit;"> platforms like Instagram, Facebook and Twitter and it is addictive as we follow, imitate and </span>prey into the lives of the other half. But simple w<span style="font-family: inherit;">ords of encouragement in 140 characters or an upload can save a life or awaken a dead spirit, breathing new life into a day that started on the wrong foot.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: inherit;">What gift, talent or ability do you see within yourself? Do you own it? Listen to Paul's writing in 1 Timothy 3- 11-14 "Command and teach this things. Do not let anyone </span><u style="font-family: inherit;">look down</u><span style="font-family: inherit;"> on you because you are </span><u style="font-family: inherit;">young</u><span style="font-family: inherit;">...until I come, devote yourself to the public reading of Scriptures, to preaching & teaching. </span><b style="font-family: inherit;"><u>Do not neglect your gift.</u></b><span style="font-family: inherit;">..." I believe this is very much relevant and applicable to us as we live in Christ. I know that it can be hard and I also speak for me on this but we are able because of a God who loves us, as </span>well as <span style="font-family: inherit;">holding his hands to us all-day & nightlong. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Prayer: Lord I do not want to be baffled by your Word or sick with that feeling that I am not good enough but confident that I will be ambitious with my gifts for your glory. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US">I know for sure that I am chosen with a purpose, swept up in your love and guided by your spirit. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span lang="EN-US">I know for sure that all I want is you, you, you all day long.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I know for sure that every </span>breathe I take is because of you.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;">Amen</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;">I write from a place of love.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;">Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn</div><span style="line-height: 24px;"><br /></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-10880659409392724682015-05-30T11:28:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.655+01:00Here I am, Here I amBeen listening to the new Hillsong United Album Empire especially 'Touch the Sky', I couldn't wait for the album release so I double tap the single on iTunes, I never purchase music online. I am old school, I like buying CD's, to touch and feel the edges of the cover, admire the artwork and read through the credits and google artists, song writers and the production team that often goes unnoticed. If they are good enough to produce such a beautiful thing, I want to access their other works and be blessed with their gift to strum words together and create sound that tremble my soul. Atlas Peace!!!<br /><br />Here I am, Here I am, has been the reoccurring theme in my heart this week since last Sunday after a powerful session in church and for a few moments I was lost in surrender to the voice that spoke with so much clarity. I have been suffering for a while now, because when I am not finding life in the word, I am miserable and completely lost.<br /><br />I miss so many things, long for the miracle that is on it way to me. But at times, I feel faithless (but I have faith) when I am romanticising my dreams and vision in my heart, painting the unfinished dreams. Sometimes I pray for it, speak life into it and at other times, I quietly wish that the cup is taken from me because it is too much to bear and I do not feel strong enough to do it on my own. Then I remember, I am made strong in my weakness because Christ is with me, in that moment I pray so hard for forgiveness and beat myself up for waivering in my faith. *Laughs* oh dear devil, I see what you are doing, trying to bring me down but hey hey I am anchored in Christ.<br /><br />Looking back on this week, the one before and the one before the one before, all the way back to 365 days ago. I have evolved and taken so many steps away and embraced my life now with grace, love and peace because I have been placed on this path for his glory. 366 days ago hurt like hell, I was in an agony of shame and disbelieve at the reality that will be for the next few years. I didn't think we will be okay or I will ever be truly happy or hopeful again, but we are and I am because 'Here I am'<br /><br /><br /><blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>I ran and fell, ran, ran and ran until I went out of breathe, then fell to the ground and screamed like a banshee, deafen by my cries as people drove by across the streets from me. </i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: right;"><i>-May 29th 2014 </i></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="YOUTUBE-iframe-video" data-thumbnail-src="https://i.ytimg.com/vi/y1RQciil7B0/0.jpg" frameborder="0" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/y1RQciil7B0?feature=player_embedded" width="320"></iframe></div><br /><br />I have found my ministry in Christ. I pray, write and live for God. I am a warrior of light, the word my sword, growing stronger in Christ Jesus, getting prepped and ready for the calling I see.<br /><br />I am free<br />I surrender to God's plan<br />I am no longer scared<br />I live for God<br />Here I am, Here I am<br />Sprit led and filled by grace<br /><br />I write from a place of love.<br /><br />Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn<br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-47737847351659449542015-05-23T08:36:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.666+01:00Radical Love Of GodThe Grace of God is divine<br />The Love of God is absolute<br />His Promises are the truth<br />He is the Truth<br />The Ultimate source of life<br />The Essence of love<br />Rich in mercy<br />Abundant n blessing<br />Joyous worship<br />Radical in his approach<br />His Word is law written in our hearts<br />His Law is love<br />His Love is you<br />You are loved<br />Loved and beloved<br />In Freedom and salvation<br />Experience the radical love of his presence<br />By praying and believing.<br /><i><br /></i><i>"Said the girl who was once broken"</i><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-26489023679651181122015-04-27T17:16:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.678+01:00That thing called LoveFirst time around, I was not ready, didn't want to engage, understand or be understood because I honestly believed I had nothing to really give. Although, I did get it *shrugs* yours truly was a free spirit anyway guided by her own moral compass and love as I know it was afloat the ship I was sailing.<br /><br /><b>I SEE YOU</b><br /><br />He had no problem relentlessly pursuing me, always waiting for me at every turns and corner, calling me the most beautiful names. Of all the greatest love I have experienced, he is the most emotional, compassionate of them all, seeing no reason to conceal his love for me.<br /><br />When I opened up, he responded to my feelings and I love him for that, so much that I know that if I ever walked away from him my life will never be the same again. I would always wonder because I know that he is and will always be the best thing in this world.<br /><br /><b>HIGH STANDARDS</b><br /><br />I meet loads of men and its funny that they can try but will never measure up to what I have and until they grasp it, they will never get started with me. Realistically, being friends is not out of the question, but someone's feelings always gets hurt and that isn't me anymore because I have arrived at a place where I can be shamelessly nice, generous, pleasant and yes respectful enough to listen to rehearsed babbles and lovely teasers designed to woe me and my response would always be no and thank you.<br /><br /><b>Don't worry, you will learn to get to that point too; where you realise your worth and settle for nothing less than you deserve and believe in. </b><br /><b><br /></b>I am not crazy or irrational or a hopeless romantic. I hmmm mmm ahhh *sips coffee* is in a gracious loving relationship with God and His Love that is above anything else. A man will never truly honour, respect and put you first if he doesn't understand the depth, width and length of God's love. Because if he loves God and dwells in his presence, hurting you will be harder, virtually impossible, okay there will be human errors, but for the love of God; the integrity, trust and respect would surpass the depth of brokenness or anything you have experienced before.<br /><br />Why? The greatest thing you have in common is a source that never runs dry, God in abundance, a reassuring comfort and counsel for the tough times.<br /><br />I will be bold and put it this to you. That heart break is a shell, your heart is wrapped up in your soul and your soul can never be taken. Your heart is priceless, a masterpiece, rare and can never be trampled when you experience the greatest love that exist. Instead, it shines, radiating the brilliance that is within you. I came to this conclusion after so many soul searching moments, amazed at how people bounce back after the hurt, rejection, sadness etc. Honestly, how is possible that the same heart is still functioning and pouring out more that it receives.<br /><br /><i>The same woman that says she will never trust again, finds love, starts a relationship, rises in love, marries and have children.</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>The single girl that has been cheated on, lied too and dumped several times is still hopeful and allows herself to trust that there is a man for her.</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>She was sexually abused by the men in her life, yet rises above it and uses her experience to help others.</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>He watched as his father beats their mother and vows to treat women better. Focusing on the positives rather than allowing his later choices in life to be affected by the abused he grew up around. </i><br /><br />What if that broken heart you sing and mourn for is a bubble or a shell because that is just the surface because when I look at me and the people in my life, all I see is this rare brilliance, an epitome of love evolving, perfectly imperfect beautiful hearts capable of holding on to the positives, striving, beating harder everyday, responding to life.<br /><br />What if that thing called love is you, flowing, glowing when you uncomplicate the processes you have absorbed?<br /><br />What if you believe that <i style="font-weight: bold;">"I cannot be broken" </i>because you were not designed to be broken.<br /><br />What if you stop crying about this misconception, unwrapped your heart and take a sneak peak and then wrap it up again safe in the knowledge that you are not broken.<br /><br />Would it release, liberate or astound you?<br /><br />Maybe you are work in progress, been cut, refined, shaped and sharpened by lessons in love, experiences and challenges because you are limitless!!<br /><br /><b>GOD LOVES YOU</b><br /><br />I write from a place of love.<br /><br />Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-81037609119929348822015-04-12T22:58:00.000+01:002016-10-10T22:27:18.691+01:00Be Moved. What is your life's blueprint?<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A while ago I attended a training seminar focusing on women empowerment because that is one area my heart lies among the many things I wish to accomplish with my life. After much soul searching, nothing makes sense to me, I can continue to pursue academic achievements, read thousands of articles and journal to absorb knowledge on issues that I am interested in, but nothing can ever take away the longing to connect with people on a different level by going beyond the surface into conversations that really matters. For a long time I have felt helpless, voiceless and experienced disappointment, rejection and out of sync with the big league. In fact I have been preoccupied comparing myself with others forgetting that we all have to start from somewhere with blood, tears and sweat. That big platform that I desire by just looking at other people's achievements wasn't built in a day and I can't skip chapters. Trust yourself, do the work, be prepared for rejection at every turn but make sure that every time you show up, you is on point!!</span><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Almost five months after attending this training seminar, I still haven't opened my gift, a rolled up piece of paper tied with a skinny green ribbon. Curiosity and a desire to clear my coffee table eventually got the better of me and this happened.........right inside is this </span><br /><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">read the following speech </span></i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>from</i></span></div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>MARTIN LUTHER KING JR.</b></span></div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"></span><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I want to ask you a question, and that is: What is your life's blueprint?</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Whenever a building is constructed, you usually have an architect who draws a blueprint, and that blueprint serves as the pattern, as the guide, and a building is not well erected without a good, solid blueprint.</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now each of you is in the process of building the structure of your lives, and the question is whether you have a proper, a solid and a sound blueprint.</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I want to suggest some of the things that should begin your life's blueprint. Number one in your life's blueprint, should be a deep belief in your own dignity, your worth and your own somebodiness. Don't allow anybody to make you fell that you're nobody. Always feel that you count. Always feel that you have worth, and always feel that your life has ultimate significance.</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Secondly, in your life's blueprint you must have as the basic principle the determination to achieve excellence in your various fields of endeavour. You're going to be deciding as the days, as the years unfold what you will do in life — what your life's work will be. Set out to do it well.</span></i><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Martin Luther King. Jr. speech to students as Barrat Junior High School in Philadelphia October 26. 1967</span>.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am gobsmacked and this has left me fuelled up with word, heart and soul and I want to link it with some scriptures </span><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">[John 8:36] <b style="font-style: italic;">So if the Son liberates you, then you are really and unquestionably free. </b>Please stay with me here....reading from Joyce Meyer, New day, new you devotion</span><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>We believers are like ships that God wants to turn out to sea to sail wherever the wind and waves carry us. That sea represents the freedom we have in God, and the wind is a symbol of the Holy Spirit. But as new believers, or maturing ones, we are tied to the dock because that is the only place we can avoid becoming shipwrecked until we learn how to follow Him. When we learn to follow those inner promptings of the Holy Spirit, we can be untied from the dock and sail the seas of life under His leadership without the fear of becoming lost.</i></span><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">On a high between cloud nine and infinity, it is wonderful to know that my life is anchored in Christ led by the Holy Spirit, my life's blueprint. When you live in Christ truthfully, you will be liberated to value yourself, understand your worth, beautifully and wonderfully made, destined for a purpose.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What is your life blueprint?</span><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I write from a place of peace.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn</span><br /><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-1375154143955107042015-02-13T12:07:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.703+01:00You are the greatest story of His undying love<i><span style="color: purple;">Love. Grace. Heart. Soul. Humility. Patience. Gratitude…..It all comes from God, He sees you and He wants to hold onto you forever. </span></i><br /><br /><i>I give them eternal life, and they will never perish. No one can snatch them away from me, for my Father has given them to me, and he is more powerful than anyone else. No one can snatch them from the Father’s hand. The Father and I are one.” (John 10:28-30 NLT)</i><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>If no one can snatch you from the Father's hand, no one. So what happens when your life is far from God and His presence. Who moved?<br /><br />You can place a child on a high stool and no matter how high & beautiful the experience with stunning views and instructions to stay strapped in. They will always have that uncontrollable free will and choice, waiting to be exercised.<br /><br /><span style="color: purple;">Jump off, stay on, climb down. Whatever? Wanderlust attitude. </span><br /><br />Yet again, who moved?<br /><br /><i>"After he has gathered his own flock, he walks ahead of them, and they follow him because they know his voice. They won’t follow a stranger; they will run from him because they don’t know his voice.” (John 10:4-5 NLT)</i><br /><br /><span style="color: purple;">Peace?</span><br /><br />When you follow God with your heart, life makes sense, plenty bountiful things will come to you, the universe will see your light, His voice will guide you, it will go ahead of you. But when you walk away, the voice that leads you will be towards a path of destruction. At first, you may think, I have a good job, money is not a problem, I can date anyone that comes along, my body belongs to me so I can use it for my pleasure. Your mouth will be a representation of your own wisdom, it will birth foolishness, disgrace and self glory. Eventually you will run out, trust me it always does and it might look like despair, disaster, ruins, one problem after the other and Viola! you will remember God. You will start praying, hoping, half wishing for breakthrough, while still blaming Him for your misfortunes.<br /><br />Why me? Why do bad things happen to me? If God existed, why did he let me experience this?<br /><br />But you forget, that even believers go through hardship but what keeps us from gloom is the assurance of our faith and trust in God's ability to provide and lift the veil because He has overcome already what we are going through.<br /><br /><span style="color: purple;">Faith?</span><br /><br />We are required to be patient, humble, trustful and loyal to God. Answers to our prayers will come but it isn't always what we wanted but we thank God because that either enough proof to go ahead or wait or stop interfering in His plans for us. In faith, we understand and keep it moving against the tides because we follow His voice. Look it can be hard not knowing, but persistence, humility, desire to move with grace and obedience will sort you out as soon as you get it.<br /><br />But You, Yes You. When God's answer comes through, you don't trust it, because you never needed permission or confirmation. That prayer was to appease your conscience, to make you seem flawless in the eyes of the world because whatever you own, it is yours and yours alone. Your hard work saw you through, and while everyone else were on their backside, kneels doing whatever, you gave life your all and thank goodness you stopped looking like the struggle you went through. Then the problems starts, you make it a point to remind God that if He really is what He claims to be, then He should sort you out. After all, you have been good, giving to the poor and shown kindness here and there. Oh and the enemy has nothing on you.<br /><br />I use to be you. I use to think like that. I was a free spirited person guided by my morals and conscience, with no relationship with the Kingdom of God. Then I found grace which changed everything I knew about myself. I even went through a period I backslided and still not perfect, but striving to stay in God's path, in his hands by choice. In my saved days of waywardness it was 50/50 between wanting to experience the world, have fun and doing God on the side whatever that meant.<br /><br />It looked like this, I fasted every month, church every Sunday lost in surrender, sex midweek with my boyfriend, preacher girl when I was out, bible study in the morning, repentance every now and then when I caught a glimpse of myself. I even felt justified because I have the gift of dreaming since I was a child, my mama and even I was always sacred whenever I wandered into her room in the morning. I have dreams about people's lives, clear visions and would already witness events happen. Many are reoccurring and it has died down a bit now, but in my adulthood, I have relied more on prayer, worship, praise sessions and doing life with amazing people that we can both roar and remain unshaken in the Word.<br /><br /><b>Humility. Grace. Love. Friendship. Meditation. Prayer</b><br /><br />How do you feel when you see those words? Is here a stirring in your heart?<br /><br />Where has your focus been? Scriptures, worship, praises, your own strength, your own choice or perhaps a division between you and God because you are finding it hard to reconcile His love for you with where you are.<br /><br /><span style="color: purple;">Love?</span><br /><span style="color: purple;"><br /></span><span style="color: purple;">"I will give you rest"</span><br /><br />Do you know that you are part of His greatest story and He is calling you to be found in His love. My heart screams, dive, dive dive!!!! but you will call me crazy, so I challenge you to lean in. I promise you will be so captivated by the glimpse, it will just make sense to lose all composure and grace will fill you, love will become your cornerstone, peace will always be a gentle reminder of the covenant He made with you. The noise in the world around you will fade away, you will be more grateful for the whispers of the wind, the presence of the wave, fresh water will fill your lungs with joy.<br /><br />Find salvation, I write for you from a place of love.<br /><br />Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn<br /><span class="im" style="color: #500050; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><span class="im" style="color: #500050; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><span class="im" style="color: #500050; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><span class="im" style="color: #500050; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-51720657601544948782015-02-04T21:47:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.715+01:00Making small differencesSo far so good. January has been so good to me, achieved most of my goals and I truly celebrate those achievements. But right now I really don't know, I haven't felt right this month at all, I think I may be depressed or just stressed about the coming months, it is scary that this year is pretty much going to be a lonely one, just me myself and I striving, living, giving and serving.<br /><br />Now who will support me? That is the re-occurring question in my head, I can literally count on my fingers what that means, but like I have always wondered isn't that suppose to be what faith is all about. It can be hard when the people in your world look down on you or have little or less words of encouragement.<br /><br />I know I have been way from this space, I have been writing so much but I just didn't feel like sharing at all. Perhaps I am retreating back into my journal because I am not a blogger, it is not my intention to be anything more that a person who writes about her life, what she feels for herself and the world.<br /><br />Wrong!! I want to reach out and help, but wait! Isn't there a variety of people out there who write out their hearts & soul to impact, inspire, empower and enrich the lives of others. We are in a world of creative's, artists dishing out layers and layers of life that represent their truth. Where do I fit in?<br /><br />Perhaps, writing and doing are two different thing, it is one thing to pen your thoughts to inspire or maybe encourage and it is another to actually live life in such a way that you are directly impacting a life.<br /><br />Hmmm, I might have answered my question and chipped away a little of my depression,. Anyways, *sigh* I will continue to pursue my heart as I intentionally work harder to be who I am…with effortlessly grace, I pray that I have the strength to follow through with the opportunities that God has always given me this year to do His work. May it flow, uplift and be good enough to make a difference, no matter how small it seems.<br /><br />Here is to a year of living out loud and been honest. Reaching out, connecting with positive energies, channelling my light for the good of others, walking in faith, being selfless in love and peace.<br /><br />Remember: Set your goals, make a plan. Pen your vision by making it visible and never let anyone look you down. You matter and however way you choose to give, do your bits and how you make a difference is your choice. Your art matters.<br /><br />Don't just think about it. Do it.<br /><br />Beautiful Beloved Believed InAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-14300497667673269822014-12-26T13:51:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.727+01:00Last thoughts on 2014, Hello New Year!<div style="text-align: center;"><div><i>Season Greetings, Hearts, Hugs & Cuddles </i></div><div> God, this has indeed been a year of transition. Moving my life and hoping to start from where I left off and walked into a straight mess. January through March was like hey take me too. Xmas wasn't the same this year and will not be for a very long time. I miss you so much, you have been my pillar of strength, biggest supporter, confidant and I am still finding it hard that I would have to do life without you….xmas this year is a bit yadi yadi whatever that means, because Xmas dinner last year we was all joking, playing together and taking everything for granted. Nine months on, I am handling it well, little sniff here & there, and I stop once I remember that you wouldn't want that, but for me to strive, stay beautiful and be happy.<br /><br /></div><div>So far so good, despite all the obstacles, mushy messy feelings, its been a big positive one for me, I have achieved so much this year for which I am eternally grateful especially for the lovely friends, companion and strangers that have become family. I can't stress enough what wonderful friends I have made who understands and have been there for me, no questions asked. Am the sort of person that will tell you am in pain, but not pinpoint it to whether it is in my neck or shoulders. Just pain and these people fall in place praying for me, holding me down in every way possible.<br /><br /></div><div>God has blessed me in so many ways, helped me to see things that are beyond and invisible to the naked eye, led me to people that are now like a tightrope, shown me what obedience looks like if I listened. Enjoyed been an aunt, mum, sister, daughter and friend even when I didn't feel like it. *sigh* If 2015 is good to me, I will be leaving London for good whoopy, it has been good to me and will always be a part of me but I can't imagine my life here anymore unless God say this is where I am meant to be. Still sad I didn't make it to Rwanda, but I appreciate the blessings from not going. </div><div><b><br /></b><b>Do I have any new year resolutions? </b>Not really I just want to live a good intentional life year after year.<br /><b>Is there anything I hope for in 2015?</b> Yes, a more powerful prayer life & vision that leads me into everything I am destined for?</div><div><b><br /></b><b>Why prayer?</b> It has been saving grace this year, although there are times when I struggled so much because I didn't know what to pray about or where this thoughts were come coming! My heart is in many place, not confused but in many place and it needs prioritising because I know that I know that I can be very stubborn to my detriment. </div><div><b><br /></b><b>Final thoughts on this year? </b>Goodness gracious me, I have improved on my social skills, I can actually hold a social conversation with getting bored or yawning, more patient I think, certainly confident as I am not ridiculously shy like before. Hmm, still not dating :( but happily single :) with no intention of rushing because I want forever with a man that is ready to settle down with me for a lifetime of adventure and kids. If he is rich *wink wink*, that would be better, I would have so much fun spending his money which becomes our money on building my orphanages, education centres, sponsoring community projects, offering alternative education to kids from under-privilege backgrounds. Perhaps even take on more human right pro-bono cases! </div><div><b><br /></b><b>Thank You. </b>I pray for every single person that has read, commented, shared, subscribed and dedicated their time to go on this journey with me. Thank you so much from my heart of heart, may your dreams come true and when they do come true, it is my hope that it will inspire you to go further and higher than the sky. At sunrise, light will shine in your homes, doors will open and reveal something wonderful. At sunset, you will find peace with the stars leading you to where home is. May the universe continue to bring you daily opportunities and blessings. It has been a good year and <a href="http://beautifulbelovedbelievedin.blogspot.co.uk/2014/11/30layers30days-where-are-you.html" target="_blank">I know where I am </a>, stay jolly and keep positive.</div><div>Beautiful Beloved Believed In</div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-47960061032079830462014-12-20T09:30:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.738+01:00You Need People, We all Need People and Each Other<i>Friday musings, collection of thoughts and what not. </i><br /><div>7:36am, stepped out into the chilly morning cold, singing and heading bumping to my worship album and I froze on the train into one of those moments when tears are welling up :( and I knew like every other time that this is my cue to pray. Pray I did in a tube full of strangers!<br /><div><br /></div><div>Hours later 14:23pm, fresh out of the hairdressers feeling myself because this girl got braids in a bun (hairline I am sorry :(…., yet again I am singing but this time it was different, it went something like this <i><b>"I don't need no one, ain't need no one ever, all I need is Jesussss in a high pitch voice"</b></i> This song was inspired by sermon I heard a while ago about how all we need in life is Jesus and no one else. Well yeah, I mean we need Jesus, we need God and He is all we should desire *scratches head* but what if that sermon was all wrong! :(</div><div><br /></div><div>Here is what I heard today….."you need people, we all need people and each other. As much as you need Jesus, you also need people." Wait let me start again…</div><div><br /></div><div>We need people as much as we need Jesus as christians to live a purpose filled life. Jesus in all his divinity and awesomeness came to earth to live and die for us, he lived a great life and did so many miracles to show us how to be kind, compassionate and loving to ourselves. In one of his sermons, he said that if we have faith, we could do all the things and perform miracles just like Him. I mean JESUS did not have to come, Abraham did well without Jesus to show him what to do, God practically fed Moses all he had to know on a daily basis as he led the Israelites out of Egypt. Esther prayed as much as Daniel to overcome their challenges.</div><div><br /></div><div>So why does this generation need Jesus??? Do perfect people exist? Can we be perfect? Can we do it alone? *sigh* and at this point, I am also confusing myself.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I must progress, so I figured in trying to answer this questions with the winding blowing in my hair, nothing prepared me for the waves of cool breeze sliding through my scalp and back of my head, hmmm perhaps this was a bad idea, my neck is more vulnerable and I am still trying to justify why I need people as much as I need Jesus.</div><div><br /></div><div>*Light bulb* what if my kindness is Jesus to someone else, that homeless stranger I buy food for, the young girl with a troubled heart that I pray with, the friend I seat with to listen to her story…. over 2000 year later, while we would not be meeting Him in the flesh, We still get to do life with him, emulating his teachings, its contents, sharing, fine tuning, interpreting and boldly striving to live like he promised was possible. He came in human form to show us the way to live like it was intended by God, and he left behind the promise of the one that would dwell within us and call it the Holy spirit. </div><div><br /></div><div>That means as a Christian, if I pursue Jesus and learn to be like him and incorporate his values, all that love would spread out to someone else and possibly bring them to God and here ladies and gentlemen, we have the almighty ripple effect. People helping each other out, so we need people!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, agree or disagree, while I may not be able to walk on water or heal a blind person's sight, I will be doing my bit in the way I know how and I encourage you all to also believe in people and strive to be better and be the kind of person that can give to others. If in doubt, ask yourself what would Jesus do. If in further doubt, you need Roman, John, Mathew and Corinthians.</div><div>18:46pm, prepped primed and ready to belt a single at The Bloomsbury Carol Celebration Service and my heart sings out loud. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Be Peace, Love, Light and Stay beautiful. Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-44512782083366717162014-12-17T14:35:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.751+01:00State of Mind<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Morning antics, Reflections and Holiday vibes </i></div>I have been laughing all morning, from twirling and arching my back in bed so far out until it started to hurt and moonwalking to the kitchen for a cup of coffee, I stopped and stared at my freshly painted white bathroom wall, then ran straight into living room and sprawled myself across the sofa. With no intention to exit this mood, your truly did the usual Instagram stroll, checked out twitter and wrote my first tweets in months feeling so smuggish listening to Sam Smith's album. I am not sure if dancing alone would be appropriate, but meditating and writing sounded like a plan.<br /><div style="text-align: center;">I have been experiencing all types of emotion lately and a lot has happened since the last post, I still have a few post that am working on and not sure if I can't let it go enough to share on here because…. #StateofMind I just came back from holiday last week friday :) and I am still buzzing from the relaxation, hence the absence.</div>After much consideration, I finally handed in my notice to quit work, with the Friday before as my official last day. I planned it in such a way that i didn't have to return after my holiday with my sisters which was amazing by the way because it felt right to walk away and enjoy the last few days of 2014 reflecting in my own space, figuring stuff out with no pressure and playing silly at home in my bed, writing, studying, exploring the next move and what not.<br /><div style="text-align: center;">It was emotional, I cried, laughed, screamed with and hugged so many people. It was touching to hear nice words from the people that I have come to love and care about so much, I watched two of the qualified solicitors tear up and wish me well, another who I thought had a problem with me held me and spoke straight to my soul, each of this guys were super comforting with best wishes and one senior partner gave me the most spontaneous gift while another adopted me immediately and I knew that if I ever needed anything I have friends to call on. The crowning moment for me was my manager, she gave me the most beautiful silver bracelet, amazing card and took me out for the longest lunch, we finished a whole bottle of white wine between us, which left me so giggly. I miss my chair, especially spinning it around whenever I was alone for a minute in the office, coffee breaks, reading emails and been all super woman multi-tasking, devoting all my time and energy to achieving the best results and watching the clock after 4pm because at the end of the day, it was just a 9-5, but like everything else in my life, commitment is commitment, I am a hard worker, never leaving stones unturned, my work is my pride.</div>Anyway, so over that!!! Here are some holiday pics from Marrakech, it was great, stayed at a beautiful resort, explored the old city of Medina, I don't speak french, haggled and haggled in the market over musk & lavender scents, pashmina scarfs, argan oil, black soap and bought me a shisha pot. Hello smokaholic, my love for shisha would never die :), visited the Musuems we could find, bonded so much with my sisters and convinced I would do it all over again…SO here is a little peek, because emmm……yeah!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU-DLCv7v-c_vvZPsLRHDzwUjDSk2sTOhBaS2z5UQFQAJYHU6iBopizyxTkJT_u8LerF7GE69sM3BKTVv5t7Qlel8GrlnbzKqTATc6rLiIxCv6a76V6UXugUe_amEdPl4PnFbUpgOjQYw/s1600/IMG_7338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU-DLCv7v-c_vvZPsLRHDzwUjDSk2sTOhBaS2z5UQFQAJYHU6iBopizyxTkJT_u8LerF7GE69sM3BKTVv5t7Qlel8GrlnbzKqTATc6rLiIxCv6a76V6UXugUe_amEdPl4PnFbUpgOjQYw/s1600/IMG_7338.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Across the Balcony at the Hotel</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8WWcVXP_ybJKSOQjBMyLnYKYgX7xOG19-fSoy7DND5PL45-oGz6y5ItAfn8Uh5VHfpCYkSE6LpM6gFDAjeI8MaVWqI0dCFS3yCUkS592EnaWHrvfTqVNUke3S3lTVqlIVpy-qi9cd34Y/s1600/IMG_7336.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8WWcVXP_ybJKSOQjBMyLnYKYgX7xOG19-fSoy7DND5PL45-oGz6y5ItAfn8Uh5VHfpCYkSE6LpM6gFDAjeI8MaVWqI0dCFS3yCUkS592EnaWHrvfTqVNUke3S3lTVqlIVpy-qi9cd34Y/s1600/IMG_7336.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The hallway to my room</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi56BxPxc-D8s0A4ymB0wAVdatl8wh622pnKIeF1r0vzBA03AqaIJOhHZm7KOVTuFOvZxQg1VlXz7Sns7E9H8VtkH0Bh3l5kzQJAHYdg3clX5h293iYXgK7UOqmuDEYpw_v87OHjknKAWA/s1600/IMG_7281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi56BxPxc-D8s0A4ymB0wAVdatl8wh622pnKIeF1r0vzBA03AqaIJOhHZm7KOVTuFOvZxQg1VlXz7Sns7E9H8VtkH0Bh3l5kzQJAHYdg3clX5h293iYXgK7UOqmuDEYpw_v87OHjknKAWA/s1600/IMG_7281.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> My Twin, big sis and I</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivzd1L82N0EsEl0Uwpq4XRJK5fz1h24dOlsUsZG3mW9oxfd4HernFtOTZzjZNts0Ny21z7F6VnQByxU4VOHZhFr4Mci1wlS4uOzWiPRgLr3iXriL6IqUD12EXrpvwJxkFytaCyC8nnxWw/s1600/IMG_6738.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivzd1L82N0EsEl0Uwpq4XRJK5fz1h24dOlsUsZG3mW9oxfd4HernFtOTZzjZNts0Ny21z7F6VnQByxU4VOHZhFr4Mci1wlS4uOzWiPRgLr3iXriL6IqUD12EXrpvwJxkFytaCyC8nnxWw/s1600/IMG_6738.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Atlas Targa Hotel Lobby - Would always recommend!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCSp2ZAfGZW7dJ9uQLCC8D83kCwoh5Lq2QGbWAQQt-5lxJkMPDVO-eSLoZ0Oc7BfXj8bDDtOeyTkANNWqY-H_jeg8Ud75_3Ip2u5eA10ALkFsjorwVgYFcYg-6RgMzCB-D3wgFZH92_UY/s1600/IMG_6743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCSp2ZAfGZW7dJ9uQLCC8D83kCwoh5Lq2QGbWAQQt-5lxJkMPDVO-eSLoZ0Oc7BfXj8bDDtOeyTkANNWqY-H_jeg8Ud75_3Ip2u5eA10ALkFsjorwVgYFcYg-6RgMzCB-D3wgFZH92_UY/s1600/IMG_6743.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Bis sister, Thanks to her, we had a lovely get away</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikQTZGQ09i1ptgoRDcH8f8n-by9xBiALms781uaGc3uzHG1sr8RC6GjWXtoL-7vpUgCF1l9u-IIU9UfVky_FbrieHLcNRQwKhhfq3Kgjc7uFW3dHSrws-sw-KKRGjD9FGH2aZ7iPUxeRk/s1600/IMG_7253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikQTZGQ09i1ptgoRDcH8f8n-by9xBiALms781uaGc3uzHG1sr8RC6GjWXtoL-7vpUgCF1l9u-IIU9UfVky_FbrieHLcNRQwKhhfq3Kgjc7uFW3dHSrws-sw-KKRGjD9FGH2aZ7iPUxeRk/s1600/IMG_7253.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My middle sister and the shortest lol</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbiSHN_Bcx_6dX2PqD9L0HJY9OgREU0vRcwUzbxA0SuUA9U2VY_vqxi91mEL9K1WiRnKWRqHBdAKrzgivroyNnr_K98PPfSoDDQ-GzVlXwiwdFI8PJ6VaZiPCouarL6nkmTB2JylJEbYk/s1600/IMG_6829.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbiSHN_Bcx_6dX2PqD9L0HJY9OgREU0vRcwUzbxA0SuUA9U2VY_vqxi91mEL9K1WiRnKWRqHBdAKrzgivroyNnr_K98PPfSoDDQ-GzVlXwiwdFI8PJ6VaZiPCouarL6nkmTB2JylJEbYk/s1600/IMG_6829.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Camel surfing </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyjMR48sTrcIionMhEYZ0PoevxsrosSJu3OH6vITC7WCsJI3rGdIKRbnIwpbzhmZGIpwtUUK6Z90VmY46QAygdsQWtv7J0yvd62lO9do6hBftiv1VwVUvdI_7txYrKThlUzKUWkJergXE/s1600/IMG_7066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyjMR48sTrcIionMhEYZ0PoevxsrosSJu3OH6vITC7WCsJI3rGdIKRbnIwpbzhmZGIpwtUUK6Z90VmY46QAygdsQWtv7J0yvd62lO9do6hBftiv1VwVUvdI_7txYrKThlUzKUWkJergXE/s1600/IMG_7066.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Waking down the stairs from my room</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwbyyOApjJ6fYPAF0ZrQNZ0MX495-ZuTFJQxVVdP-jJaoc5RSFi7CuZ0a5EsxmS8UOFt-P5IOOS_aTRrcJp06wqE5gFafYVVq8gZv10ZNmZcHks6Fi8nHBlWdrVeZUEmu9FplYwWXKd5k/s1600/IMG_7333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFnon_7BSyWHBI_3S1o0JSvZitY8it_-irDOhBKfFUUWntCMp8yLFqSNiXNy_VDll66TK6-X0G1khtBk2w-tepTIBkJZOAx_SaL12O4ZkPk5l6Anzd_wf-iLdpJk0YC1V_Fsnv2w1PWWg/s1600/IMG_7302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFnon_7BSyWHBI_3S1o0JSvZitY8it_-irDOhBKfFUUWntCMp8yLFqSNiXNy_VDll66TK6-X0G1khtBk2w-tepTIBkJZOAx_SaL12O4ZkPk5l6Anzd_wf-iLdpJk0YC1V_Fsnv2w1PWWg/s1600/IMG_7302.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My twin is obsessed with this pose </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgkBZlQt_el6gwLavxjYToz2RPGyM8dapejGp270Z83GJlHDZfimn4d2auEx93MTgD-0lA9hDlVdpGVZQhMqUaizXWQdaqSzk6FUEzguxfzmYOPwDbcI4JPLO_H_V2StEp6h_pMXVlBGQ/s1600/IMG_7076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgkBZlQt_el6gwLavxjYToz2RPGyM8dapejGp270Z83GJlHDZfimn4d2auEx93MTgD-0lA9hDlVdpGVZQhMqUaizXWQdaqSzk6FUEzguxfzmYOPwDbcI4JPLO_H_V2StEp6h_pMXVlBGQ/s1600/IMG_7076.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We fought straight after this lol</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Rbh0_ATFmyjd1rwEZIWtUF8DzURlZorguezE8VOe6psyev5e0NqWoqhuUmNORtPz_X2I38GhGWtTubtVqsKopqu8HY09Pu7okjB_hoT26SuVFBZxBdvrnoqkUqmYOMR7ewp5OJsWuz4/s1600/IMG_7254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Rbh0_ATFmyjd1rwEZIWtUF8DzURlZorguezE8VOe6psyev5e0NqWoqhuUmNORtPz_X2I38GhGWtTubtVqsKopqu8HY09Pu7okjB_hoT26SuVFBZxBdvrnoqkUqmYOMR7ewp5OJsWuz4/s1600/IMG_7254.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sigh</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivsPSAScJG0PSO8mvpIGqk84BA4apAIgPifiNmWjci3gzCdDj6rrgr1viD4tlfAXZOYKmqrbVYdl-NAK1ewQfQq4T8TXOnQxZpYiqlCegByNXU2GJxEte2eBLGfqc9iAO7XwfFfh3FbLU/s1600/IMG_6715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivsPSAScJG0PSO8mvpIGqk84BA4apAIgPifiNmWjci3gzCdDj6rrgr1viD4tlfAXZOYKmqrbVYdl-NAK1ewQfQq4T8TXOnQxZpYiqlCegByNXU2GJxEte2eBLGfqc9iAO7XwfFfh3FbLU/s1600/IMG_6715.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Love the design</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj56AubeEJLm6yww0KZjQ6aYxJbYaFKEnNhG0pJjcsEzhro5HsXT1JJXOqUNQ4m8OLYWQqpaZ-L1oxQG6-m-3sT2sXFEeq7szawhrHKHvJGx3VgRjeB1uq3OWBaEvPjR81ksQMplEEEl_s/s1600/IMG_7101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj56AubeEJLm6yww0KZjQ6aYxJbYaFKEnNhG0pJjcsEzhro5HsXT1JJXOqUNQ4m8OLYWQqpaZ-L1oxQG6-m-3sT2sXFEeq7szawhrHKHvJGx3VgRjeB1uq3OWBaEvPjR81ksQMplEEEl_s/s1600/IMG_7101.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The market, sorry we was more obsessed with selfies & Usies </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Thank for reading, now off to ponder some more on the wonders of the universe. xxx</div><br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-74359381235578463072014-12-04T16:58:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.764+01:00"It be like that sometimes"<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><em>Finished <span style="color: black;">reading "I know why the caged bird sing" by Maya Angelou and it got me feeling somehow, I have been so engrossed in her story that I haven't written much in the past few days. Her story is awe-inspiring and has encouraged me to embrace and reach out to an area of my past.</span></em></span><span style="color: black;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: black;">Psssh "It be like that sometimes"</span></strong></div><span style="color: black;">It is with sincerity that I can look back on this year and be bold to say I have outlived the pain, scars & learnt from my experiences. Sine 2011 I have been more open, upfront, brave, reached out more than ever, open my heart to love, got heartbroken, died and resurrected in peace, love and light. I write with more inspiration, would never ever think of suicide, cry alone for no reason or close my heart to friendship. With joy, I send out light to my friend Dolly for the encounter with God in September, gratitude to the wind of change that lead me to that coaching session in December, Seyi Shay for leading me home to Hillsong in January 2012. To God for pushing me into taking the plunge to pursue my heartstrings and embark on an adventure to Lagos for Law school in June 2012. Boy oh boy, it was intense, I stumbled more times than I can remember, thin out old pains and made new one that runs deeper than anything that I have experienced, is it the friends that betrayed, lied and did me wrong or the lover that walked away with no plausible explanation. I no longer remember dates of events even thou the imprint are stamped in my journal. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">But hey in the words of Maya Angelou, when you encounter difficult or unusual situation in the hood, you switch your language and say "it be like that sometimes". In the same dose, I look back at some of the decision I made, *breathe* it was dangerously close to signing my death wish with the inscription "she lived like an idiot, what a waste". </span><br /><span style="color: black;">Lean back, pause and take it in. Was I really out of character? or was it the dark side I had never manifested, because when I dream back, girllllll if you are walking with God it can't be like that sometimes!!!</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: black;">I refer back to 2011 because of this post I wrote way back under one of my numerous attempts at blogging until I later decided it wasnt for me. Hmmm mmm no, I am not a blogger, I am a diarist who writes to inspire herself to be better and along the way encouraged to share her story with strangers and millions of girls like her. "</span></em><a href="http://colouredmirror.tumblr.com/post/16487876851/farewelldear2011" target="_blank"><em><span style="color: red;">Dear 2011</span></em></a><span style="color: black;"><em> You should know that I still think of you, each memory brings it own emotional waves. I miss the nights I spent alone with you, the promises of something better and the moments we never had. </em><em>I miss the days when we had nothing but the day to ourselves, wandering the streets of London, searching for answers, singing at the top of my lungs, dancing like a gypsy, bumping and politely murmuring excuses to strangers, still I remember walking away and carrying on like nothing happened. </em><em>But you caused me unknown pain from which the I <strong>no longer (addition)</strong> bear the scars, many nights I cried from loneliness, layered by darkness, struggling to grasps the cause of my emotional imbalance. </em><em>I lived like a recluse towards the end, evenings spent alone without hope, faith, just emptiness. I shy-ed away from love and friends, finding solace in my thoughts, I was an outcast, a dying breed, a lost soul!!! </em><em><strong>But now, listen, I have grown (addition)</strong> - As I grow and flourish into myself, I will like to say; thank you 2011 for showing me my weakness and strength. But for you, I would never have found the faith I thought I had l lost! </em><em>For the sake of my sanity, I hope this is the last conversation we will have, I’d like to move on, I have found something special worth breathing and living for…… I don’t need your air to exist</em>."</span><br /><em><span style="color: black;">To be continued......</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">Beautiful Beloved BelievedIn</span> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-38356046467158883212014-12-01T12:56:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.774+01:00First of December<span style="color: black;"><span id="goog_898830281"></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><img class="Yf-yl-Ig-de" height="635" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGd1NNYzQbMFvvaNYW7XNciW-1iSP9tQoxYe7CtT2xcf33tYmiewVMLQB0Ie9fISgkBmNv3PEt6O4KHXy3SZY0Fwg7PFu36_0BaVfTu4momecgyhJ5tYU0dcpe6ybLV-JXtGUWf03aGyU/w140-h139-p/blogger-image-384179706.jpg" style="height: 139px; transform: rotate(0deg); width: 140px;" title="blogger-image-384179706.jpg" width="640" /><img class="Yf-yl-Ig-de" height="635" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGd1NNYzQbMFvvaNYW7XNciW-1iSP9tQoxYe7CtT2xcf33tYmiewVMLQB0Ie9fISgkBmNv3PEt6O4KHXy3SZY0Fwg7PFu36_0BaVfTu4momecgyhJ5tYU0dcpe6ybLV-JXtGUWf03aGyU/w140-h139-p/blogger-image-384179706.jpg" style="height: 139px; transform: rotate(0deg); width: 140px;" title="blogger-image-384179706.jpg" width="640" /><img class="Yf-yl-Ig-de" height="635" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGd1NNYzQbMFvvaNYW7XNciW-1iSP9tQoxYe7CtT2xcf33tYmiewVMLQB0Ie9fISgkBmNv3PEt6O4KHXy3SZY0Fwg7PFu36_0BaVfTu4momecgyhJ5tYU0dcpe6ybLV-JXtGUWf03aGyU/w140-h139-p/blogger-image-384179706.jpg" style="height: 139px; transform: rotate(0deg); width: 140px;" title="blogger-image-384179706.jpg" width="640" /><img class="Yf-yl-Ig-de" height="635" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGd1NNYzQbMFvvaNYW7XNciW-1iSP9tQoxYe7CtT2xcf33tYmiewVMLQB0Ie9fISgkBmNv3PEt6O4KHXy3SZY0Fwg7PFu36_0BaVfTu4momecgyhJ5tYU0dcpe6ybLV-JXtGUWf03aGyU/w140-h139-p/blogger-image-384179706.jpg" style="height: 139px; transform: rotate(0deg); width: 140px;" title="blogger-image-384179706.jpg" width="640" /></span></div><span style="color: black;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;">Here is to December - Sending out Love, Light & Peace . Thank You for following my journal on this space. As we progress into this new month, I pray for you to find your way, pathway and accomplish all your dreams and may the unwritten become visible as you step out. Beautiful Beloved Believed In. xxx</span></span></div><span style="color: black;"></span><span id="goog_898830282"><br /></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-7324867259502010922014-11-28T12:41:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.830+01:00Stay Beautiful, It Is Thanksgiving<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: black;">Everyday is Thanksgiving when you are Beautiful Beloved Believed in</span></strong></em><br /><span style="color: black;"><strong><span style="color: black;"><img alt="Photo" class="Bea VLb" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA4Jy1-APSx7sBwyky-xXC0GJq93_wIUBEOnV1NXIRh50hj4wPdXrmLhm-IqrYT6paVYaRSznyTH4opLQdiYk_8Gxcmg6IQ59geJwjFSAnGx8nqttpjdy7GpwGAhJrNivfkCoRWIzdQ0U/w308-h205-p-no/" style="height: 205px; margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; width: 308px;" /></span></strong></span><br /><span style="color: black;">Thankful for life, good health, friends, opportunities and out pour of blessings I have been experiencing within my core. God has been good to me in an underserving way because I know as much as He knows, that I am not Perfect, I wander off on my own, trying to do things He said he's going take care off for me. My human mind travels to places of exile, dragging my spirit along knowing that I am threading in </span><span style="color: black;">dangerous territories. But God the ever caring Father patiently reaches out to bring me back again.</span><br /><span style="color: black;">So I have made a shy cheesy list of the things I am Thankful for</span><br /><span style="color: black;">1. Life on been Happy. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">2. Friends, knowing who is with me. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">3. Family, making amends and building stronger relationships. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">4.Career, paddling through the chaos of displacement. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">5. Home, where I can lay my head after a days work. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">6. Health, no ailment. </span><br /><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;">7. Spiritual Blessings, in Faith</span>, Love & Peace. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">8. Bills/Debt Free Ambition. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">9. Abstinence, Queening and Self Loving First</span><br /><span style="color: black;">10. Growth as a Woman and how far I have made it. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">11. <strong>Vision</strong>, making do with the seed He has Planted in Me. </span><br /><span style="color: black;">And above all, from the deepest corners of my Heart, Thankful for each morning breathe.</span><br /><span style="color: black;">On #9: If you are a 21st Century Woman *sigh* Issue worthy of it Own Post</span><br /><span style="color: black;">P.s Black Friday Sales.........Don't worry, you can still be Thankful if you broke <span style="font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">JJ<span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="border-image: none; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-59627001584324416582014-11-25T12:28:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.841+01:00Weekly Musings - Thought Catalogue<span style="color: black;"><em>24/11/2014 Musings: A collection of emotions, thoughts, feelings, imbalance, crying out for attention.</em></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">A friend I really care about lost his sister and I do not know how to be there, should I call more or send text messages and even if I did, what do I say?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> I know it will be bad timing to share my experience as a means of showing that I understand enough to sympathise with his pain, because that would be to compare my loss to his. The best thing one can do is; be there to listen in silence and let them know you can be leaned on if they wish to talk, cry or just be with someone. Give them permission to call on you and be the one they can lean on. Kabisa!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> If anything I am well versed dealing with multitudes of experiences; grieving, internal pain and sadness been top of the list. I know what it is like to grieve and cope with extreme loneliness and sadness; it builds and leaves a large imprint in your heart. This year alone and in the one before, I have dealt with so much emotional turmoil that have hardly spoken about, I almost considered therapy again and it taken strength that I didn't know I had to continue with life. I have said so many prayers on my knees, lying face down in bed, squeezing so tight my nails were digging into the palm of my hands. One particular afternoon, I ran so hard I fell and just sat by the roadside with a lump in my throat wailing until a car pulled over and gave me a lift home.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> My sister made a comment last night that made me look so stupid in my faith. I heard the truth in what she said and I covered it up with a shrug and pretence! She meant well, but it hurt me and I am disappointed I hadn't considered it before. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> My mother would not stop buzzing about marriage & relationships.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> A friend reached out to me last night and said lot things that made me sad. He is one of my feel good friends that can say anything to me without offence; we have a shared history and bond that has been difficult to break off despite the differences in our live styles.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">I am still vulnerable!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">I am going through my emails and job opportunities are flying in, so why am I sad? Because deep down, I know that I am been pulled in a direction that is not what I desire at all, I have made myself believe that it is good enough and I have non-committedly played it safe. As it dawns on me, my spirit is drawn to a sermon I heard a long time ago; "The baits" I can't articulate what I understand it to be, but I will say this, not all opportunities that comes your way are right for you, just like a fish slowly bits into the baits unaware of the danger before it’s too late, accepting anything less that you deserve might be detrimental to your journey. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> Spirit of discernment where are you?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> I am at a dilemma, if I stay, something in my spirit tells me, "I will never leave". The other says “if I leave, it will be rough for a while". It's now a question of latching on to my comfort zone or breaking free into the unknown.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> And where is my Faith?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> I worry that I am behind.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> I worry that I am emotionally unstable.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> I worry that I not ready.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">I turn 25 <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1487983811" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ"><span style="color: #222222;">on Friday</span></span></span>. Is this mid-twenty crisis?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> Am I projecting too much too soon? Is my mind taking over again? Is this the new challenges in figuring it out?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">Or is this just silly thinking! Isn’t this the sort of things I should pray about for guidance?</span></div><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248708686024853040.post-7263512419343898422014-11-25T10:27:00.000+00:002016-10-10T22:27:18.851+01:00Appreciation Tuesday - You are Celebrated<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><em>Musings: Dedicated to You and many more dreams as they come true.</em></span><br /><span style="color: black;">One Year Later, it is all coming together. I am temporarily back home with my heartbeat, in a job that pays the bills, helping out with my youngest nephew, building a strong network in church life, inner circle of friends and serving with all I have, offering support to homeless services in my spare time and already planning the next project to run #ShineWomen while my heart still hopes to accomplish more. Hello season of transition, I haven't given up on my dreams and vision, while some are taking the backburner, I am building experience in every capacity with hope that the right prompting and opportunity will come. </span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">However, this post is inspired by the most adorable young man I know, he is sweet, cute and insanely hilarious. In the time we've been friends, our conversations have varied so much, he gets me on a weird level and I understand him to be ambitious, articulate and bold in his opinions. We met while we were still in law school, at the time I was taking a break from my campus and visiting a friend at his. Homeboy was sitting at the back of the class and he kind of introduced himself I think or not, but me been shy mumbled back and he pounced like the tiger he is uttering a lot of BS which was totally unnecessary, dude was trying to chat me up *laughs*. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">We didn't meet again until about six months later, I still laugh at all the happy moments I spent around him, he once danced and sang to me outside court, my friend and I would play with his hair, squeeze his cheeks and I would watched him bubble with excitement. The highlight has to be the time I accompanied him to the cinema with another male friend and my ex at the time got so angry with me. *oh well* </span><br /><span style="color: black;">He was the first person to ever articulate how I felt inside in a club "Kennie wants to dance and be wild, but she is holding back" in-between my intoxication, my inner goddess was taking notes.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">I am so incredibly happy that he just got his dream job, a fantastic start to an amazing journey and I can't wait to see him tap into his potential. It's in moments like this, that I will happily accept I can be a bit of a white witch *shrugs* You know when you know! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">I pray to God for more favour, prosperity and blessings for you, thank you for been wonderful, encouraging and inspiring to this old girl. I SEE YOU.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">Beautiful Beloved Believed In</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03609517490299500862noreply@blogger.com3