Tag: writing

  • Time waits for no one

    Time waits for no one

    This is a story I wrote years ago about not taking action on the things that matter to us, thinking we have time. I find the core message very relevant to me now as I contemplate new decisions that impact both my career and my personal life. I hope it resonates with you too. Happy…

  • The gentle blueprint Sandybell left on my soul

    The gentle blueprint Sandybell left on my soul

    I was born in 1981, the same year a tomboyish girl with blonde pigtails and a Scotch Collie first appeared on television screens. Her name was Sandybell. In my house, she wasn’t just a character; she was a nickname. My parents saw her in me or perhaps they created her in me. They styled my blonde hair…

  • Openness is a window that opens inwards

    Openness is a window that opens inwards

    Last year, when I started my journey to becoming more authentic and real, the very first trait I thought I should embody was openness. Thinking that in order to be authentic, one should hide nothing; show themselves fully; to wear my heart on my sleeve, to say what’s on my heart and mind openly. A…

  • Love isn’t a feeling, it’s an intention

    Love isn’t a feeling, it’s an intention

    It’s not unusual to come across short clips about love and relationships when scrolling through social media. There’s plenty of valuable advice out there, but only a few make you think and want to redefine your assumptions about love. On two occasions this month, I gave space to two thoughts I heard: Compatibility or differences?…

  • I cracked the code of discipline!

    I cracked the code of discipline!

    After years of wondering what discipline is all about and how to make it a constant factor in my life, I think I’ve cracked the code today. This morning I woke up early, and as with every day, I love spending my first hours doing something for myself before I start hustling for work. That’s…

  • It started with anger…

    It started with anger…

    Most of us can remember a time – especially during our teenage years – when we were angry at one or both of our parents. At that stage of life, even the smallest misunderstanding can make us feel victimised, misunderstood, or unheard. Add teenage hormones to the mix, and you’ve got rage at best, if…

  • What are you protecting your heart from?

    What are you protecting your heart from?

    Sitting at a local café on a breezy but sunny morning, drinking a cup of caramel-infused coffee, my intention was to keep this visit short to jot down my gratitude and to-dos for the day. But there’s a feeling lingering in the background of my psyche that’s causing my heart to partially close and my…

  • On becoming 44…

    On becoming 44…

    Today is my 44th birthday 🥳 It’s a bit surreal looking at this number, honestly; I don’t relate to it at all! I feel much younger (and look much younger thanks to God and good genes 😉). What a year! What a year, indeed! It has been quite intense, with intense interactions, deep lessons and…

  • What if your life is a game you forgot you were playing?

    What if your life is a game you forgot you were playing?

    Nothing you see around you is real; it’s all an illusion. This was the “secret” a podcaster wanted to let us in on. The concept she presented is built on the understanding that we create our own reality; our mindset designs and manifests a world whose sole purpose is to get us to transcend higher…

  • Chapter 4: A Fragile Sense of Pride

    Chapter 4: A Fragile Sense of Pride

    Chapter 1: The Weight of ArrivalChapter 2: Roots of ResilienceChapter 3: Her Success Backfires Chapter 4: A Fragile Sense of Pride The company’s stark white logo on the great revolving glass door she walked through every morning was a glaring reminder of how far she had come. Although the door led to the essentially empty reception hall, her…