Take the pause of your life!

Take the pause of your life!

 

 

I remember a time in my life when I waited for the perfect man to come and marry me. Lol.

Seriously it was a fantasy I lived in, Day in. Day out.

That is the bad thing about watching lots of romantic movies when you are young and naïve.

And while I didn’t consciously do it, I realized I had put a pause on my life till that dream happened. Once I realized this, I was faced with a choice which was either I keep on dreaming and waiting for the ‘dream man’ or I was going to live my life.

Now, I know a lot of people might not always share this same feeling, it personally resulted in me not living out my dreams.

I decided to press play on the button of my life. And I choose to live it out to the fullest!

I decided I wasn’t going to wait for nobody to make my life worth it.  I was enough.

So why do I share this part of me? It is to ask you a question. Which is; Are you putting a hold of any dream to wait for something or someone to come?

Are you telling yourself “when I meet him I would be happy”?

“When I get that promotion I would start living my life”?

What are you telling yourself that makes you hold-up on your dreams?

It is time to press PLAY on your LIFE. It is time to start living it.

It’s time to really take your life by its shears and say  – “I am going to ride this till the wheel falls off!” “I am my rescue!”

Stopping HOLDING-UP on yourself for anyone. Stop postponing your dreams until you can reach the perfect timing.

Just live!

Press the play button and enjoy the music it gives you…

For me, I am dancing to the music.

I might not always love the song, so this is what I do, I change it to the one I love.

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Book Review – Addicted to Writing by Emeka Nobis

Book Review – Addicted to Writing by Emeka Nobis

 

 

Don’t say I didn’t warn you. This book ‘Addicted to writing’ has the capacity to jolt you, back to your calling as a writer.

There are many books on the shelf on why you should write, but none has touched home with facts laced in personal experience as ‘Addicted to writing` by Emeka Nobis.

`Addicted to writing` speaks to the heart of the struggling writer from the heart of a writer who was once in the valley of despondency. Fought the demons. And conquered.

“Dear writer, what do you write about?”

Emeka Nobis begins his conversation with a question that aims to help the reader-writer gain clarity.

Emeka Nobis is a conversation-starter!

He goes on to say “I think it boils down to what is a yearning in your heart…”

He well articulates the state of mind of a true writer  -the deep yearning to share with the world thought, a story, something of value from the heart.  What other way is there to describe the one who is Addicted to writing?

Very inspiring, is Emeka Nobis sharing on what writing means to him and how that embracing it has helped him find his voice.

In this book, you will gain insights into why you should embrace the yearning within you, call yourself a writer and just write.

And write even more.

Write about that one thing your heart yearns to tell. Let the world feel your pulse through your writing.

Not every addiction is a bad thing, you know.

Are you Addicted to writing? Do you realize that as a writer you are a marketer? This is another insight which he noted.

You have something that is of value and that can be exchanged for financial rewards too. Maybe you don’t desire financial rewards. Nonetheless, through your writing, you are selling something -you are selling a point of view which you believe in.

He succinctly captures this thought in his words “By sharing, we are marketing. Period.”

And I say Period!

Share your thoughts with humanity today. And bless a soul.

The book ‘Addicted to writing’ sheds light on the ‘who’, ‘why’, ‘how’ and ‘what’ of your writing.

That is, Who you write for. Why you write. How to get started with your craft and publish. And what platforms exist to share your message.

Publishing is a fear for many ‘Author-hopefuls’. It shouldn’t be anymore. Emeka Nobis exposes some secrets on how to circumvent traditional publishing and get your work out to the world at no extra cost! Just the same process he uses.

Social Media offers easy means of sharing our thoughts. But be wary of the pitfalls of ‘likes’ and ‘comments’. “It can become a poisonous addiction,” he says.

You want to know why? Read the book.

Another profound statement from Emeka Nobis is “If you believe that your writing isn’t worth something people can get excited over, then you’re doomed even before you start”.

A point I got from this statement is that the writer’s path is sometimes a lonely one. You must understand this and agree with it. It makes for smooth sailing.

On improving your craft, Emeka Nobis advises that one should “…commit to writing daily…”

And I totally agree. Fight the laziness. You can win it.

There is no exact environment for writing. Create one that evokes cues for your writing. That’s what people who are ‘addicted to writing’ do.

Art has its formation process, which Emeka Nobis touched on with the analogy of a bricklayer working the cement, sand and water into bricks. And not necessarily knowing the chemistry on how it forms.

Just go ahead and scoop in your elements into the mould as he does.

The process will take care of itself. The writing process is indeed a faith one.

“Start by writing rubbish…” he says,

“…write more rubbish. Write more and more rubbish.”

Just like refining gold, the art process refines your writing. You begin to experience the sweet effect as it comes together.

People’s lives depend on our words…

So it’s your call. Will you do something worth your while that can change conversations?

An ending note from this outstanding book is “we didn’t choose this gift. We were gifted this way”

And I say to you, that you are gifted this way. Embrace it.

If you don’t yet have a copy of ‘Addicted to writing’, I’d recommend you do so now!

Follow this link to get one

Written by

Patrick Odimnfe

 

 

Poetry – What do I want from my life?

Poetry – What do I want from my life?

 

What do I want from my life?
I seek to find me
To find what makes me smile
To find what makes me cry
To find out my hopes
To find out my fears
To see who I want to be
And who I do not want to be.

What do I want from my life?
what do I already have?
what are my spiritual gifts?
what does my hearts beat for?
what am I good at?
what does my personality tell me?
what are the good and bad experiences that have made me who I am?

What do I want from my life?
I don’t always know all the answer but I keep on searching till I find them all out.

Copyright

Seun Yewande Williams

Book Review – Harvest of Rubies  by Tessa Afshar

Book Review – Harvest of Rubies by Tessa Afshar

 

Harvest of Rubies by Tessa Afshar is one novel that has changed my life deeply and forever. I probably cannot tell you fully how powerful it is to me. So while I thought of how to review it I decided to write out some of the words that were so life-changing to me — I hope it blesses you

If your sense of identity is in your achievement or works…..(spoken by Nehemiah in the book)

When God created the first man and woman, He gave them many gifts and then He gave them work that will require the use of those gifts. He assigned them tasks, much more important than anything you can accomplish in your lifetime. they were to take charge of the earth they were to rule over the world.

BUT they hadn’t even begun their work when He made the first pronouncement over them. He called them very good even before they had achieved a single thing. 

The lord care for you has never been depended on what you achieve. You were created for his love not be to be His work mule. Your accomplishment is meant to be a response to that love

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases NEVER.

If one day all the works of my hand should fall apart at my feet do you think I will lose knowledge of who I am in God? Not for a moment my heart may break but not because I will think myself any less a man for that failure I will always have my standing before the Lord as His child I will always know I can go before Him and be welcomed THAT IS WHO I AM. MY WORK IS A SMALL PART OF ME. An assignment from God whether He gives it or takes it away it will not change how HE PERCEIVES ME.

Our Plans are sometimes not God plans…… (spoken in Sarah the main character voice)

Some of my dreams had come true some had been lost this was the nature of life – loss, grief, sorrow, regret was woven through the fabric of human destiny as uncompromisingly as joy, hope and fulfilment if one’s happiness rested only on the capture of one’s dream then happiness would prove fickle.

Indeed there are many things I wanted with a desperation that I may never have. If my Joy hung in the balance of having everything I wanted, I would always rescue with unhappiness.
I wanted to be like David that saw the loving hand of God even in the midst of unfulfilled dreams
How like a vine I felt stripped almost to the point of death everything I held precious taken form me how I longed for my old life yet like Bardia (the gardener) of my soul. God intended to do me good by dismantling my world
I had made my accomplishment more important than friendship more important than my heart, more important even than God.

I knew God had directed my path, His pruning shears and cut into my already weak frames He had cut into me more abundant life

He did not bring me to the wilderness to destroy me but to speak tenderly to me to speak His love which healed the sorrow of my childhood to restore to me my true self which had been buried under the weight of my perverse appetite for human acceptance

Had I borne a harvest of rubies — I had learned the Lesson of David … most importantly I knew how to cling to the Lord I had learned how to be satisfied learned how to trust him well most of the times God had given me back my vineyard I had my own harvest of rubies

I hope this blesses you

 

Poetry – My Church Family Condemns Me

Poetry – My Church Family Condemns Me

 

My church family condemns me

Oh I  must confess that was not their intentions

It started all-out good

Till it became something that suffocates me

The church, the rules, the dos and the don’t

Working on the exterior I still wonder why sins bellow in my interiors

Look right, talk right, smile right

Oh lift up those holy hands

And those skirt na it got to be longer

 

You know what, I will back off to awhile back

It started with zeal or fear- I believe it was fear

I did not want to go to hell

I gave my life to Christ afraid of the worst

ah the foundation wasn’t right that shouldn’t have been my motivation to come to Christ but it was

Scared to death by my preacher’s words I looked my sister in the eyes and we told ourselves let go accept Jesus

So when in my journey I was told do this do that I never saw anything wrong

But then I prayed a prayer from Ephesian and then I grew up and wanted to speak in tongues but my church family was too busy telling about sins that they forgot about the Dear Holy and Loving Spirit

By grace, I found a cure, a solution to that dilemma but in it, I created an opinion a bias-ness to my race and colour. I found a kind of grace and love in the white man world their books, songs, they all spoke more meaning to me than my pastors

But then I created an idol made of man, who became my point of reference, I validated words I heard if an only if they could be traced to that  man I believed in, it wasn’t all that bad the man was used of GOD and mightily used I must add

But what happens when that man or his followers say something that is not the gospel what if they added their flesh to it as we all do

Making man my source through which God spoke was wrong GOD need space to talk and yes He did talk, He broke all the careful ideology I had made up, scattered it into pieces and then picked me up

He spoke HIS truth to me in sources I couldn’t imagine and my spirit my precious Holy Spirit in Me LEAPED. SHE leapt because she had found the truth and my eyes saw it lived by ordinary day to day men I would never have given a thought to before

So for one year my theology and life changed forever – they spoilt what I was used to and left me in the land of the free and it was more than beautiful

But now I am back to my old church what my pastors says sometimes contradict what my spirit says my pastor says to do this and that and God will bless you

My spirit tells me another it is not about what I say, do, it all of God unmerited blessing and so the struggle starts and continues

My pastor’s life is sometimes all I want to be like after all he is rich, blessed and the devil doesn’t oppress him, plus I had a deep revelation of his heart for me- he truly loves me and wants the best for me

But what if what he says on how I get there and my spirit doesn’t agree fully

My pastor’s words are from the scripture they must be God’s will, Nope my Spirit tells me we all subject to our interpretation of the scriptures

HAAA the struggles continue, feeling condemned at church but coming home and talking to God and feeling loved I look for a middle ground some solid ground I hope there is

But while I hope and search out the truth

my church family still continues to condemn me

 

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Seun Yewande Williams