There will come a time when you’ll fall and hurt yourself. It’s just a matter of if you get back up, get away from the situation, heal and make more movements.
Suburban Telegram #5 | The Inquisitive Will Talk
As long as people don’t know, they’ll make up stories, speculate, and express their right to be tactless.
Suburban Telegram #4 | Thyme is Precious
Time and thyme are not to be played with. Your thyme is precious!
Consider a sprig of thyme equivalent to a minute of your time. Let no one use up your thyme recklessly.
The Night Baker | Altering the Recipe
As the flawed beings that we are, we sometimes forget to work towards achieving balance. We get sidetracked with achieving so much that we focus all our energy on the end product and not the individual aspects that add up (the ingredients).
Yes, we want the A-plus product but the ingredients have to be just right.
Suburban Telegram #2 – 3| Search
We all have a “something” that we search for. We may or may not find it. But the fact remains that in our search, we will learn about ourselves.
Suburban Telegram #1 | Pain
Pain, in its many forms, is inevitable.
What we do with the experience of pain will determine how we move forward.
Love Letter #56 | Bees Pitched On Me
Don’t be so eager to shake when nature comes to you without a struggle. This is a lesson to slow down and engage with what’s in front of you. Of course, you don’t want to put yourself in harm’s way. But, be more conscious. The sweeter things, the good luck and the monetary gains will come. Trust the process. You just have to continue to prepare yourself for nature to help build the reality you want.
Love Letter #54 | I Fell Off the Bed
And if you’re one of those people who laugh at or shrug at a woman experiencing the pains of her period, stop it.
The pain is real and so is the blood. Show a bit more compassion and understanding. If we writhe in pain or our clothes get a period bloodstain, be mature about it and help.
Love Letter #53 | Glowing in the Dark
In your most still and dark moments, some disturbance will allow you to shine where you’ll light up and brighten your spaces.
The Night Baker | Dropping the Eggs
Eggs fall and break all the time. You decide if you’re gonna leave the mess or if you’re gonna clean it up and try again.
Love Letter #52 | Jump!
In the end, you are the one who will have to jump. No one can jump for you. Yes, your encouragers can jump with you but unlocking your awesomeness is your responsibility.
Love Letter #51 | Point Blank Period.
Let us vow to rewrite the period narrative for our daughters and nieces. Let us alter the period conversation with our mothers, aunts and grandmothers. Let us insert the conversation into the chatter with our male friends, our brothers, boyfriends, uncles and our fathers.
Boys get the transition through their “rite of passage” with much more guidance and encouragement than girls do. Let’s change that reality. Girls ought not to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed to talk about their periods.
Point blank period.
Love Letter #50 | Distractions — Determination – the abyss of the black mirror
We get so caught up in our world of the internet and the ever-looming black mirror of our screens as we look in and become consumed (mostly by silly and mind-warping matters). So much so that we can’t be bothered with our everyday lives and must-do work because it is among the boring and mundane.
Love Letter #49 | Baking under the influence
All our actions happen because we are under the influence of something or someone. Whether or not we’d like to admit it, it is the truth.
There are people, concepts and other living and non-living influences that impact (whether positively or negatively) the decisions that we make daily.
It might be a role model, a point of view and it might be vices such as alcohol or drugs.
The onus is on us to determine whom and/or what is good for our lives in any given moment.
Love letter #48 | Fried ripe plantains
And, in order for me to achieve my goals and see my dreams unfold, I will endure burns and go through some level of pain – whether physical, mental or emotional. It’s inevitable.
Love Letter #47 | Seriously Speaking
What we should do is take serious matters seriously and attempt to help them fight for the cause they defend. Additionally, instead of finding the lighter side of every mispronounced word, phrase or sentence, we need to recognize that the illiteracy problem the nation faces gives rise to such phrases as “deading” and “the bus can swim” and the acquired accent that has given Mr. Clifton Brown the wrong form of popularity.
Love letter #47 | “Bad lucked”
We invest in the lives of others and we welcome them into ours – so much so that the relationship doesn’t blossom with symbiosis (which is often evenly yoked.)
You’ll find that you’re pouring continuously from your cup without refill and then realise (when it’s too late) that you’re on E.
We become blinded by people’s and/or a relationship’s potential and what they could be or should be so we stay with that idea of the person or the relationship.
Love Letter #46 | Colour
I am not my label, i’m so much more.
With new found thinking, it’s become easier to break the box. With each step, colour seeps in.
Love Letter #45 | Gasping for air
If you find that you have wilted or that you’re wilting and the drive or means is not there, find your doctor and let them know what’s going on.
Love Letter #44| Water and Sun
Treat yourself as a blooming flowering plant. Water yourself, nourish yourself. Give yourself light. Watch yourself grow. Blossom. Prune. Watch for weeds. Top soil only.
