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"You won’t find the fourth man in the fire anywhere else except in the fire." ~ PIE I was going through a crash course when I saw this and I just went, Gbammmm. Because really… It’s giving: it is in facing the toughest moments that you experience your most profound miracles. And honestly, that is a very hard pill to swallow. Because if we’re being real, nobody wants to be thrown into a fire or a lion’s den just to experience something extraordinary… but we still want the extraordinary. Life is not always soft. As King Solomon put it, there is a time for everything. A time for ease and a time for… shege. And because life is balanced in its own way, both will come, each at its appointed time. So when you find yourself in that season, when everything feels like too much, hold on. Because right there in the fire is where refinement happens. Right there is where strength is built, where hidden opportunities begin to show, where miracles take shape quietly. Dearest reader, do not g...

In the words of Hawal Lawal, it's not me that's you people will run mad I watched this really funny video by the content creator Hawal a while back and it just stuck in my head. In it, she said anytime she hears that someone her age just bought a Benz or something outrageously expensive, she immediately concludes it’s money laundering… for her own sanity(even if its not true) "Las las, she just started life na". Now while that is funny, there’s actually a lesson in it for us. Because whether you admit it or not, we’ve all experienced peer pressure in one form or another. It’s not jealousy to see others doing well and then feel a type of way about yourself. I’ll tell you for free, that feeling is normal. In fact, if you’ve never felt it before… are you even human? But when that pressure starts rising, what do you do? When the reality of how far behind you feel hits you, what do you remind yourself of? How do you handle it? I was talking to a friend today, a...

I read this somewhere and I had to share it, “Capacity is your ability to grow and handle more. It is not just about what you can do now, but how much you are willing to learn, adapt, and improve over time.” When you hear the word capacity, what comes to mind? If we are being honest, we often tie capacity to what we can do right now. The visible things. The results. The proof. But that is only one side of the story. Capacity is not just in your current output, it is in your potential. In your willingness to stretch, to learn, to adjust, to become. So when we talk about capacity, the real question is, how open are you to growth? Not just “can you handle this now?” but “with time, discipline, and learning, can you grow into handling this?” Because capacity is not static, it is not fixed, it expands gradually, sometimes painfully. But it does. And I think that is such a freeing way to see it. Because then, capacity is not just strength, it is willingness, it is consistency, it is humility...

On today’s episode of jumping on things that scare me out of my mind, your girl has done it again… okay okay 😭 So I have this rule. If I come across an opportunity that I’m only like 50% qualified for skill wise, I will still apply. Not as an expert, not forming anything, just with enough courage to show up and try. That’s exactly what I did today. I applied for something, heart racing, palms sweating, literally holding my breath and fighting fear in real time. And maybe I won’t get it. Maybe I won’t even pass the interview stage. But I’ve come to realize something… it would still be worth it. Because next time, I won’t be this scared. Next time, I’ll show up with a little more confidence. Next time, I’ll believe a bit more that I can actually do it. Dearest reader, maybe some experiences are not always about getting the result you want. Maybe they are about becoming the kind of person who can handle that result when it finally comes. And honestly, that growth? That quiet boldness you...

We all do silly things every now and then. It’s human to err. But you know what is pretty hard? Apologizing. Going back to say, “You know what, I messed up. That’s on me. No excuses. And I swear it won’t happen again.” We don’t talk about how hard that is. Admitting you are wrong the proper way. Instead, we play it cool and hope the other person eventually comes around. So I did something bad. Something outright disrespectful toward a neighbour of mine. The funny thing is that it wasn’t even intended. But being me, I beat myself up about it the whole day. At the end of the day, I managed to gather the courage to go and apologize properly. And that’s when I realized again that admitting you’re wrong is hard. In my head I knew there was no justification for what I did. Still, it was the hardest thing I had to do today. And trust me, I had a very crappy day. I stood for several hours. Yet those few minutes of apology made me panic so badly I felt like my heart would jump right...

So I wrote a poem for mother's day, dedicated to all those grieving, just because we hardly talk about how it feels to celebrate this day with absence for breakfast. So here goes nothing; To everyone whose mother isn’t here anymore. Today may seem heavy. The posts, the pictures, the long calls you cannot make. The hugs you cannot give. But love like that doesn’t disappear. It lives in the things that reminds you of her. So today, if your heart feels tender, let it. Grief is proof that love was real. And somehow, in ways we cannot fully explain, a mother’s love never really leaves. Happy Mother’s Day. To the ones remembering, to the ones missing, to the ones loving from afar. @favvy_Okwans🖤.