The thought of not giving up, how we can jump-start on our goals and not worry about the voices in the market, that fervent need to prove that we are somewhat relevant, that our lives is not totally defined by what they see. THEY in context mean people. In the words of Beyonce Knowles “not just a spec in the universe “. But you are beyond, you see more than what they’ve created and so in that moment of turbulence you just want to scream out and get all attention, so their gaze can be on you.
Allowing your tears roll down, taking a deep breath like it’s the last of it and only ONLY! say “i got this” your best defense as of why you drew so much attention, now you’re starring, breathing heavily as if you had to gather them at one place. You could see beyond their thoughts, in their eyes are different stories of regrets, passion, lies, evil, death and all of life’s beauty and sin yet they stare so sternly waiting for your script hoping character would fall so they could be chastise for not joining life’s train. This time you could see clearly for who they really are and what they only had to spear. Now you breathe at ease, you no longer hear the non stop beat but feel, FEEL! how the breathe in you resonate you. Now you can hear that silent voice for the first time saying “it was never supposed to be about them”. Hoped you enjoyed part of my thoughts. You see the many voices in my head was never mine till i said “hell no” to all odds and began to live. Like I said, those voices are what we gave heed to, what we decided to listen to or we probably choose to listen to it, either from ;foes, friends, family, radio, TV, social media platforms, even mentors and role models. I had to ask my self if all these were supposed to define or deter me. I couldn’t point straight what it was, all i knew was #they were never wrong # but the real question was what defined me, what was the law of attraction taking me away from and bringing me to.
And so in an upsurge generation where perfection is deemed as factual evidence of good living, we forget who we are in a rather irrelevant need of becoming a person to be pictured, admiring solely the blueprints of generations lived and forgetting NOW!! IT’S PURPOSE! And so you look into the stars wandering “when, how ” you could possibly get there. A question that quickens the death of still stars that couldn’t wait it’s turn or probably refused to assist and began to fall too easily. How have you forgotten so easily, how it is live and shine were you can. How about making so much impact in the lives of that nobody close to you. How about contributing your bit and move on. Tell you something, you might burn it all, dream all day watch all day, hope all day to only end up in between. So why not try the ACT OF LIVING cause that’s all we got.
My life as a trader has brought me to the front juggle where trying to live was just over my head, I stopped trying or try to put in so much effort, but LIVED knowing that each day was a gift and i had to enjoy it.
As i watched this women laughed so deeply under the scorching sun i appreciated a statement which was very particular with them “this life nothing dey o” in pidgin (it’s an English-based pidgin and creole language spoken as a lingua franca across Nigeria, which translates to the importance of being happy, grateful, being at peace and most of all being in the present with what life offers. According to this context). The Hausas (they are people found chiefly in northwestern Nigeria and adjacent southern Niger) would say Abun da ya fi kaŕfin ka à bàri which means whatever that is stronger or bigger than you, let go.
While cute motivations elude you, you tend to let go the true essence of living. So why not work accordingly and in the process of time “BREATHE”..
Chronicles Of The Traders Daughter 