We will get there, let’s Go … God has been soGood…a￼ year of Grace indeed it has been Amen
We will get there, let’s Go … God has been soGood…a￼ year of Grace indeed it has been Amen
My dad was recently in our home for 10 days and on his last day he gave me money to go and buy a clock. He had noticed we didn’t have one although there was a nail that looked like one hung there previously – indeed we had one which had accidentally gone down when someone pulled the curtain without paying attention. When I tried to talk him out of it, he insisted the memories will remain forever and that’s what mattered to him.
He had equally been trying his best to ‘spoil’ the boys and I was almost getting on my nerves too lol. I now get it, it’s not every other month he sees them. Indeed, this is the first Christmas ever we are all spending together; and the second vacation they are spending together in 12 years (my second son is 12 and so you can guess they had never spent any time together – he only saw my son as a baby, and had never met the 9 years old oh Lord).
So, I got the clock and will move it some other place and further up. I will cherish that memory too.
That’s equally how, my friend in Brussels decided to immortalize my passage in his life by paying for a car plate with the initials of the special name I called him. I called him my super super hero aka SSH. He did that in 2016 but I am just sharing it now because the memories came back as I thought of Dad.
And so dear all, I wish to inspire+motivate us all to think about the memories we are making and leaving in each other’s life.
Happy New year in advance
Today is World Disability Day and here is a basic definition I got from the world wide web: Collins dictionary defined disability thus: “Disability is a permanent injury, illness, or physical or mental condition that tends to restrict the way that someone can live their life.”
Do I need to remind the world of my dis-Abilities? I wear hearing aids (and so what?), I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis and suffered for two good years limping and downing meds (and so what?), I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder aka PTSD in 2014, indeed I used to be so messed up up there I attempted suicide in February 2009 (gimmie a big break here – and so what?).
Come on people stop giving words so much limitation powers. Find the ability in your disability, show some empathy, compassion and even sympathy ( who knows which you know or prefer?).
Dare to turn your dis-Ability into something beautiful, stand up, speak up and shine on.
But as far as I am concerned, I now know how to take care of me, all dem damn dis-Abilities and more
Hello all, pictures they say speak thousand words.
I hope you now understand how inspired+motivated I have been since the start of this year, bust especially since October when I joined SIWO (success inspires world). It’s like a 🔥 lit up inside me, and I rose like a Phoenix.
Many call me phenomenal, I have branded myself MAGnectic.
Be inspired+motivated in all your endeavours. Thank you for all the support you can’t tell how I love me this tribe.
Happy midweek everyone. Now when I started this year and my spirit told me it was my year of Grace, I just wrote that down and said Amen.
The above picture is from one of those Facebook picture readers. I love and agree to that one intoto. And below are some 7 facts about me they got right too.
There is something in the making and I got a name and a small team already.
Yes, that’s life for someone like myself who is freedom and love. A tale of talents and a vessel of her Almighty Father. Where ever He Leads I go. His Grace Alone is sufficient.
Thank you in advance for all your best wishes and prayers
Mirror Mirror on the wall…?
Hello all and happy new week. I had a pretty busy weekend (like there are some lazy ones more often right?) Hope everyone is hanging in there.
I thought to start sharing some shenanigans from my Therapy/therapist trenches (I mean I am in daily therapy myself, and as a therapist I work with clients every now and then). I basically am my own therapist and the boys are an excellent co-therapist team.
Today I look at one of the techniques I use in my trench. I ask some clients to look at the mirror and tell me what they see. I had one in the office (when I was at the hospital) and I always hope they carry one in their bags too (thinking of the ladies lol). After that, I ask them to talk to the person they see in that mirror.
I got real inspired to use this mirror technique after I was able to reach out to a client after two ‘unfruitful sessions’ at the hospital. I asked her the third time she came if she had a mirror in her back. She frowned but pulled it out and started making excuses for her appearance and ‘pimpled face’ oh my. I told her I saw all of that but that’s not why I asked if she had a mirror. She said she hadn’t made up that morning because she was running late. After trying to resist my urging her to ‘just look at herself in the mirror’, she did. I told her to do that for just 3 minutes but after the 2nd minute she broke down crying.
I then encouraged her to feel the feelings, face the fears and write down all she wanted. Later on, I encouraged her to talk to the person in the mirror.
It was after everything a wonderful experience for both of us. A few others have appreciated that technique too.
I have a mirror Infront of my room, I share the mirror with the boys. I look at it to see myself in all my shades, and I love to talk to myself. I do that before I leave home and before I go to bed each day.
I find this technique awesome and don’t know if any other person uses this, or has had to participate in any such experience.
Until next time, have a great week and stay inspired+motivated everyone
I am so excited to begin my week with such an exciting project. I mean lol, I don’t need no Visa to go to this one hahaha
Come on all Poetry lovers and wannabees and mellows like myself, let’s give it a go and have some fun. Who knows what incredible network and visibility one can get right?
Am submitting a poem on Wednesday so Help me …
So Friday is here peeps and I have been busy living indeed wow. I would have been in London this week had I received the visa I applied for to go attend a World Global Ministerial Mental Health Summit. But hmmmmmmmmm, no definite feedback yet from the visa guys other than an email saying:
Unfortunately, the processing of your application has not been straightforward and we will be unable to decide your application within our customer service targets. We are continuing to work on your application and aim to make a decision as soon as possible.
And seriously now, other than a wow wow wow; what could be a better reaction? I applied on the 21st of September and got that on the 3rd of October. My only qualms is my passport ‘held up’ in all this hahaha.
Anyways, that visa to London wasn’t a visa to Life so I continued living my thrilling life lo. So brief but very important timeline shall we?
That evening we went out for dinner and to my amazement he contributed for the outing – I mean I would have missed all this had been off to London right?
I share just those 3 to let someone in some difficult or challenging situation right now know that there can always be a silver lining to a dark cloud if we dare look very well. At least for me that worked once again. I was a funded delegate and all I spent was time and visa fees (big amount of 200 usd for which I even did a fundraiser ha). But am not sitting here and cursing or whining (other than that I’ll appreciate getting my passport back, sooner than not). No, I am busy with living and for this I need no visa…
Have a great weekend everyone
That was a poem I wrote SIWO last Sunday to usher in the month of October. In 5 days we celebrate world mental health day and statistics remain bleak in spite of all the awareness and resources available.
I am most grateful for the listening gift received in full some months ago.
Last week I was down with malaria which starting attacking my system on Monday 10th and ran up to Thursday 14th.
On Monday I tried to ignore it and worked out vigorously but that didn’t do it. I wrapped myself all up and did sleep straight that night but the next day Tuesday I felt nah you got to go see a doctor and get a prescription. You can see the pictures of the medicines prescribed above, but I knew I couldn’t rely only on those medicines.
I added some natural herbs cooked and covered myself in there so I sweat some crap out for 5-9 minutes, you can see me sweating really good after each of those wrap ups lol, and I did that for three days /twice a day. That also helped me sleep much better and I felt better too.
Eating is hard when am sick, but I knew I had to pamper myself and get some much needed nutrients from some food anyway. So I got me some river joy and cerelac (normally for kids and babies but so what), added bananas, avocado, soft bread and much much tea. I tried brief walks on Wednesday too, and had a full rest and recuperation day, even that too wasn’t easy hahaha.
On Thursday, I was strong enough to go to court and see into a client in custody, my health fully restored by Friday, I did a bail application and that was granted this Monday 17th. I am so happy I embraced alternative and holistic treatment to the best of my capacity and could get back on my feet sooner than later. Be you inspired and motivated therefore, to embrace alternative treatments in your recovery. Am not sure I would have recovered pretty well and fast had I accepted to be admitted, or just stayed in bed all the while…
Have a great weekend everyone…
Bereavement single parent dad
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