2020 is one of the best years of my life - it is a blessing that in the midst of chaos, I found calm.
But anytime, I am asked "how are you?" - I never think. My reflex responses are- 'Managing, we dey try, pushing, We thank God'
But anytime, I am asked "how are you?" - I never think. My reflex responses are- 'Managing, we dey try, pushing, We thank God'
I have been managing for so long that my state of mind is fixated on the idea that even with overwhelming blessing, I feel like something bad is around the corner.
That tiny voice reminds me not to overindulge in joy because itβs for a time being and as usual, it will always go- and I will eventually get back to managing...
Or could it be like my Cameroonian friend said - In Africa, our strength is defined by our resilience and how well we can manage, so it's difficult to accept when we are thriving.. Almost like a flaw in the system...
I have been consciously trying to honor my present moments - to reply, 'You know I'm actually good. Canβt complain' and if I'm not okay- to reply honestly.
I realize that when I refuse to acknowledge my blessings, I belittle them and invite the spirit of ingratitude that blocks more goodness from visiting me.
I'm always fascinated by the paradox of life.
We pray and work so hard to achieve certain things but when they come, itβs difficult to step into the new phase
We crave more but feel more comfortable with less; because we have tied our identity with the 'hustle' and 'heartbreak'
We pray and work so hard to achieve certain things but when they come, itβs difficult to step into the new phase
We crave more but feel more comfortable with less; because we have tied our identity with the 'hustle' and 'heartbreak'
I'm here to remind us that there's joy, and itβs ours, only if we would accept to bask in it...
#LoloCynthia
#LoloCynthia
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