...... Click here if you missed #1 The infamous Vuto tribe ? I kept asking myself as we walked on. I had picked up my pace without knowing and the knot I felt in my belly was not helping. Now I understood why and how Atema was able to move. I would too even if I had no legs. The Vuto tribe were an essential part of our story, the shadow thief, their legendary name, had been a thorn in the flesh of my people long before I was born. They were the scary stories parents told their children, a last resort when other forms of discipline failed. It had been almost a century since the last attack and for the first time in many years, we, the Hadza people, were beginning to release our fears and let go of the past. We were wrong. I felt a surge of anger rise up within me even as my steps quickened. How could we have allowed this happen to us? My mind drifted back to one of the nights by the bonfire while growing up. ...
For some time now, I had been studying the life cycle of a butterfly 🦋. It is one of those things that remind me of the awesome simplicity, though complex, and breathtaking dynamics of nature. It is beyond me how a God so ginormous could design and create something so fragile. It always blows my mind. Anyways, I was studying the life cycle and the many phases, four precisely, the butterfly has to go through and it reminded me of me, you and humans at large. The four stages of the evolution of this fragilely awesome creation are: Egg Larva Pupa. Butterfly 🦋 How it goes through this process is no doubt amazing, but what is most striking is what it has to go through to become what it has been created to be. I have often heard two things which I'll be hinging this write up on. ➡ Firstly, "Expectation shows up in behavior" (Les Brown) ➡ Secondly, "The reason why most people won’t get to where they ought to is because they are too attached to...
For a long time coming, I had tried and failed repeatedly to achieve certain goals I set for myself. New year's day were my most inspired day to start again. I somehow assumed that it would be better than the last one. When that failed, and it always did, I waited for my birthday which also happens to be in the month of January. When that failed again, I'd look out for the first day in the month, or significant celebratory days like Easter, Christmas and so on. But round and round I went, achieving nothing but frustration. First I thought the problem was with my will power. "if only my resolve could be stronger" I would say to myself. But the stronger my will, the harder I fell, the more depressed it made me. "People were doing it, why couldn't I" I would think to myself again. I asked myself many troubling questions 🙋🏾 were other people better than I was? 🙋🏾 was I destined to fail? 🙋🏾 am I simply just too la...
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