Unending Spheres

10 Happy Faces of Oluwamitomisin

2015-02-14T09:27:00.003-08:00

Let me just make this simple confession. I believe in this "5 minutes Craziness", although I am not supposed to. I ought to be a Christian right but let me share a few moments with you...

Casual Day Smile. It means not too bad, not too good

Wanna be myself day! I am just cool by myself. You can visit later.

It's possible I offend you day! I might likely poke a nose. Jokingly off course.

Something is fishy day! Unpredictable as wind!

Must not be caught moment! I didn't do this.

Mocking moment! My hubby can testify.

Talented Moment! I could sing like Beyonce.

I can't let it out! There is something to talk about but can't be said.

I just got caught or near miss moment.

Guess what I am doing right now!

Award Winning Sleeping Stylist/Consultant

2014-06-12T21:53:00.000-07:00

To improveyour sleeping pattern, book an appointment with my daughter today. She's an expert when it comes to sleeping styles.From award winning Telephony, to Karate Kute. Trust me! She's top on the chart. Don't forget I have baby interpreter charges of 10%. Book your appointment today.

Laughs!

April Baby Bump Season

2014-06-12T21:45:00.002-07:00

I decided to do a personal photoshoot.
You know why?
All work and no play makes Tosin a dull girl.
I took a break with my lovely hubby. He was presenting and attending the SGM Conference in Liverpool, so I opted for the 'lazy mode'. I was the tourist while he was the researcher. I also took a few days away from school workload, university research, literature reviews, tiresome simulations, unending meetings and deadlines, petty earnings and round the clock activities.
I got busy with myself at my lovely residence.

Did I say residence?
Oh No!
4 Star hotel!
Don't spite me! My level will change.
I was at the Hampton by Hilton Hotel, Liverpool. I loved the place. They met all my needs as far as I could remember.

I had a 5 Star Breakfast that morning just as previously. My options as simple as always was: 2 Toast, 1 pot of yogurt with cereals and jam, a piece of banana fruit and 2 pieces of tangerine. Topped it with 2 cups of apple juice.

Why the healthy eating option? First, my baby must not be "black charcoal" according to the African women colour chart. I did not forget the term, "black is beautiful" but I do prefer the chocolate option.
Creamy! Yummy!!
Secondly, I am a halleluyah diet fan. Ask me with a comment below, if you don't understand the halleluyah diet thingy.

As I was saying, I got back into my room and settled for my photo shoot session with my 8 months plus bump size.

Ha! My bump was very big. I've decided to cut that part out to save you from some damaging and neck breaking laugh but I promise to post that later. Watch out for my later post.

Photo 1: I am there too

Photo 2 (Top Right): Face me, I face you

Photo 3 (Top Left): Have a great day O jare!

Photo 4 (Top Right): Don't laugh at me

Photo 5 (Top Left): Flashing Amber

Till then

Much Love

Oluwamitomisin

The Face of a Happy Mum

2014-06-12T03:28:00.001-07:00

Sleepless nights! Moments of sucks and wipes! Dirty nappies! Screeching noises from santa cries! Puzzling looks! Demanding rocks and hops! Severe colic nights! Puzzling growth spurt hours! Many days on milk spots worries! Tireless researching and reading! Many failed attempts on planned routines! Several ruined timetables! Unplanned money spend! This phase is very interesting but i am the face of a happy mum. I am amazed, intrigued, privileged and grateful for this bundle of joy.

The Unseen Hand

2014-04-20T05:15:00.000-07:00

I am slightly in between two worlds-anxious & amazed.

Anxious!

It's getting very hard to sleep at night. To the right, to the left, with pillows, with legs up, I have to do a sleep rehearsal to find one.

I can feel her cozy feet somewhere hanging over my belle button. She's very active, giving me kicks when I deserve it. A little say, "please sit me comfortably", "I am enjoying this rhythm", "I can't wait to be out to wee and give you dirty nappies".

I can see she's swallowing more; she's gaining more weight, I am getting a swollen face. My pelvic floor is telling me, I've got a staying visitor. I've got to move legs apart.

I tell friends to call me a moving train. It's hard to move about, slightly picking my steps with one leg apart. I spend my days in drama.

Oh my! I am very anxious to be a mum. When I lay on my bed, I dream all kinds of dreams. Who would she resemble? How would she look like? I am so anxious about birth. What would it look like? Would I scream like a angry bird or sing like a parrot? Would it be easy or hard as they say it is? It's a world all new to me.

I am amazed at the work His hands!

How did this little thing that I once could not feel, grow up so much that I am like a growing pot of soup.

No wonder King David wrote, "For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother's womb. I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth; Your eyes have seen my unformed substance; And in Your book were all written The days that were ordained for me, were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand—when I awake, I am still with you."

Truly, I am amazed. "Your eyes have seen my unformed substance". My eyes can behold "The Unseen Hand" that formed the inward parts of my unborn child. "Wonderful are Your works, and my soul knows it very well."

11 Lessons I've Learnt

2013-11-02T09:38:00.002-07:00

Lesson 1: So You Want to Save the World

I am a natural dreamer. Oh! I also love tales a lot. Thanks to tales by moonlight and the pretty unending African tales. In fact, some of my favorites had to do a lot with the terrific tortoise and her rough hatchback.

But, my stories did not end in the physical world, it followed me into my dreams. I could practically dream about anything. As I grew older, I became more than a dreamer, I wanted to save the world, but in no particular character like Bat or Spider Woman, if there were any characters like that.

I had dreams, goals and ideas that could save the world in one piece. To me, it was like solving a juggle puzzle. It all had to make sense. Everyone had to fit into it. You just must catch the fire. No piece must be left out. But life did not make much sense in the real world, except in my dreams, where I was a super hero and everyone knew it so.

It's been long I have been dreaming and I need to tell you these, if you want to save the world too.

Life is not a Puzzle

You don't have to force every piece of life together. In trying to do so, you will make unstable bonds and compromise the entire foundation you are trying to build in the first place. You cannot be at every place, at all times, making a change at different points with no focus and plan. You don't have to change everyone, every place and make it complete like you think. Probably, impacting a small child out of the whole is the key to the killing the fire of disharmony or reigniting a good cause. May be, paying attention to the negligible few is the answer to world's problem. So why forcing your way to solving the entire puzzle, bring together the eligible few. That's how to make a change.

I will leave you with a poem by an unknown monk

When I was a young man, I wanted to change the world.

I found it was difficult to change the world, so I tried to change my nation.

When I found I couldn't change the nation, I began to focus on my town.

I couldn't change the town and as an older man, I tried to change my family.

Now, as an old man, I realize the only thing I can change is myself, and suddenly I realize that if long ago I had changed myself, I could have made an impact on my family. My family and I could have made an impact on our town. Their impact could have changed the nation and I could indeed have changed the world.

Hello young dreamer, may be all you need is to change yourself. May be, all you need is to additionally discipline to write the path to which that change was made. May be that is all about saving your world.

8 Amazing Winners for 8 Amazing Books

2013-10-22T15:48:00.002-07:00

Announcing the long awaited 8 Amazing Winners for 8 Amazing Books.

"The Confident Woman by Joyce Meyer" -2 Copies Available
"Inspirations by Tobiloba Ajayi"-4 Copies Available
"Holy Spirit Diaries: Diligent Waitress - Hadassah's Story by Yewande Lanre Erinle"-2 Copies Available.

Thank you for supporting me, my blog and the favorite @I am Woman/Woman.

To claim prizes, please inbox the following: Name, Address, E-mail Address & Choice of Book. Nigerian residents will be receiving a E-copy/Kindle Version/Audio Copy.

Note: Gifts are claimed on a 1st-come, 1st-served Basis. Valid until October 31, 2013. So hurry now.

Winners

Ogunfowora
Mayowa Adebambo
Honey Carew
Joke Oyefesobi
Blessing Ofili Ejiofor
Johnson Ogunlaja Modupeola
Oriyomi Olukunbi
Victor Oluwadamilare Adelanwa

Say 'Happy Birthday'

2013-08-28T00:00:00.000-07:00

Oh My!

It’s that time of the year.

Unlike the tradition of populating my Facebook with 100's of Birthday greetings, I have decided to do things a differently and shift this tradition slightly to a win-win situation.

Unfortunately, I am away today to spend an extravaganza birthday with my husband, so I am not able to follow trends and respond but I do sincerely appreciate your greetings, advice, word of prayers and gifts. And like a heap, I promise to ramble through spaces to say ‘thank you’ when I get back.

If you ever consider getting me a gift, I am a book warmer—any inspiring, christian or motivational book will be great. Every book is empowering me to inspire others and to fulfill God’s given purpose. Don’t worry about me having a duplicate copy. Duplicate copies get to bless other lives.

Hey! I am not begging. I am letting out an opportunity.

Jokes apart!

Please, join me as I set out this New Year to be the ready pitcher to bless lives using HopeDrips, populate my upcoming HopeDrips Book Bank with a book gift and get a teenager fired for purpose. God bless you abundantly as you support.

Also take the opportunity to visit the rest part of My Blog: About Me, About My Blog, About My Love Journey and My CurrentProject.

I have carefully selected seven (7) blog posts. They are Top Popular Posts and are sure life changing notes.

1. The Crevices in my Wall

2. Stuck in a “Play safe” mode

3. Stranger in my Bed

4. The Thing that held me by the garment

5. Black & White in a Grey World

6. The Costly Dream

7. Meet My Blind Neighbour

Don't forget to show some love. Wish me a Happy Birthday. Share some of my inspiring posts on Facebook, Twitter and as you please. That’s the ABC before the Z.

Like they say, one good turn deserves another. I am giving out six (6) amazing birthday give-away gifts. Pardon Me! I can’t afford to meet every birthday well-wisher but someday soon. I will announce the give-away gifts recipients as soon as I return.

Much Love!

Oluwamitomisin

Before you start a blog

2013-08-26T10:54:00.000-07:00

"The hardest part of any journey is taking the first step", but the best decision, you could ever take before any first step is making an informed decision and this is based on knowledge.

It is important to make five good informed decisions before starting your own blog. Keep in mind that having your own blog or posting an article would not guarantee you success except your blog is properly planned and executed. You have taking the right turn to pick-up tips on what you need to know before you start a blog. I'm going to provide you tips that are simple, versatile and efficient. They are not just blogging tips. I've applied them throughout my years of blogging and they are universally agreed by top bloggers.

So let's begin...

BEFORE YOU START A BLOG—

—Decide why you want a blog

In a simple way, why are you motivated to blog? Are you trying to help or develop a people? Is it for your business or on a freelance schedule, to advertise a product, services or to introduce yourself or a product or to increase or update your clients? It is important to be clear about your motivation because it will inform your decisions, your blogging style, your frequency and determine your readership. Remember, “When purpose is not known, abuse is inevitable”. ― Myles Munroe. When the purpose of owning or writing a blog is not know, you would loose motivation, passion and focus with time. This is the very first step on starting to blog.

—Decide what you want to blog

You might be tempted to blog about everything and anything. You might get distracted talking about something on your blog that is of no value to you or your blog readers. There is a tendency to turn your blog into a dumping site. So before you start to write a blog, pick-up a note pad, and think clearly by writing a list of interested areas, themes or topics. Follow trendy discussions and decide what you want to blog about and things you will never be caught writing or talking about.

—Decide who you are blogging for

Your audience determines the success of your blog. If your write-ups are targeted towards children, you will need additional goals to get them to read your blog or follow. You might have to try other options or not to blog in the first place. So is your blog addressing children, women, adults, young professionals, grandparents, teenagers, school leavers? Who are your readers? Even the worst read newspapers have a target audience.

—Decide where you want to blog

There are so many blogging platforms. While some come at a price, others are essential free and a few would grant you a tasting session before asking you to pay. To find a list to choose from and how it applies to your idea, read my post on 'Top blogging platforms you should not ignore'.

—Decide to learn how to blog

I guess you've started practicing this before you get to read about it. Following the link and reading up to this point meant just one thing. You wanted to know how to start or improve your blog. There is a good and a bad way to running a blog. If you put up content that is of no use to your readers, you have opened an exit way just before you started. You might have so many brilliant ideas and perfect words but if it is not presented well, you've only shut yourself on the foot. Look out for best blogs in your area of interest and observe good things that they are doing and include them in your blog. Get to read more blogging tips. Feel free to ask me questions.

—Decide when to blog

You don’t have to blog everyday and certainly you don’t want to blog once a year. You best understand your time schedule. There is no point updating your blog daily, if your post won’t arrive daily. You should take out time to understand your audience. By following your blog statistics, you can predict the best time to post, type of articles to post and where your traffic is coming from. If your post follows a trend, for example, seasonal, you don’t have to post every day. So decide how often you want to send in a post. Most TV soups are weekly. News or Magazine features are long and requires time for proper editing and development and tweets are just a few bullet point throughout the day. So decide before hand how often you want to write a post. You've got to know when to blog. It is as simple as a ABC. You can add a post to your blog at anytime and create a schedule for publication, especially if you are going to be away for a long time.

I hope you found these tips useful. Please share and don't forget to comment below and share.

Read more tips here

Oluwamitomisin

Help! I want to write a blog but I don't know what to write

2013-08-26T10:28:00.000-07:00

I often hear these words over and over again. 'I don't know how to write'. 'I am not a good writer'. 'I can't write'. 'I don't know how to write'. 'I have no ideas.'
Really!
Many of us scaled the hurdles of English essays. Those days, we were told to write something about our favorite teacher, food or how we spent our last holiday. It is as simple as writing that! Even more, some of us have completed a college or university report and thesis.
That's different! You'd say.
I think it's essentially the same.
There is the popular saying, 'Rome is not built in a day'. Even if you were to write a best selling article, you just need to practice the same principles.
Like 28: 10 says,'For precept must be upon precept, precept upon precept; line upon line, line upon line; here a little, and there a little'; writing is one letter upon another.

So I want to write a blog but I don't know what to write, Irrespective of the kind of blog you own or hope to have, these tips always work. Let's begin...

First, read 'My Top Tips before you start a blog'.

—Be open minded
Be on the look out for ideas. You cannot be looking for opportunities with your eyes closed. Ask friends what they think about a particular subject. Throw out a quiz or a question on your status. Get feedback on your article from expert before publishing it. Look at trends of popular post. Ask for opinions. Throw out a debate. In business, they would say, do a market research.

—Carry a notepad with you at all times
By experience, I found out that ideas fly off easily. Some times, I have this brilliant idea or topic to write on my blog. I might even get very excited that I tell a couple of friends or even publish it on my Facebook wall, asking my friends to watch out for that write-up and there and then, I go blank. Many times, I forget the topic entirely or loose the focus that I am left with a blank page for months. So I do advice, have a note pad at all times, when a thought flies through your head, capture it by writing everything in a bullet point what it means to you—related stories, news, quotes, or comments.

—Find a Theme, Subject or Topic to write on
This could be any of the categories on fashion, health, food, environmentalism, faith, women, children, nursing mothers, children, career, research and development among many others.

—Write a short outline
Many at times, it is easy to get your thought into one page but other times, you can barely know what to write on a particularly subject. So I recommend an outline and I assume at this point that you are scanning for ideas. For instance, if you are to write about making a breakfast meal. You can begin with a few outlines such as

-Ingredients
-Where to source ingredients
-Food Preparation
-Benefit of meal to health
-Varieties of menu from a single meal

Remember this is just a rough sketch of the ideas you want to ponder upon and expand into a write up.

—Develop a blogging calender
If you don't set a discipline to write a blog, you never will. Your post will be infrequent and inconsistent. So jot down a post type and create a sequence for a time period.

—Find your voice
Be unique. You might be tempted to write like everyone else. Please don't! You will be hurting yourself. I love to emphasize this fact. Many people don't blog because they feel by 'perspective', that they can't write like someone else. You are unique, you have a unique voice to your writing. This is the entire point on the fight against plagiarism. No two people can write in the same style even when they follow the same standard format. Let your readers know your voice by being your voice.

—Stand tall on the shoulders of giants
Learn from the best bloggers in your niche. Don't forget to ask for their help. The worst would be a NO.

So where do you start from? Clear your desktop or create a free space. Using stick/post-it notes, mind map your way to writing. Write every idea that jumps at you; related or unrelated topics. Under each, write a short outline. Then start with the most interesting to you. Write a rough sketch in whatever way it comes to you at first. Practice, practice and practice. Before long, you would be writing before you even think.

Lastly...

—Write, write, write and don't stop writing.

I hope you found these tips useful. Please share and don't forget to comment.

Read more tips here

Oluwamitomisin

Photo credit: ideal-helper

The Costly Dream

2013-08-04T12:26:00.000-07:00

Once you sat admiring someone who had a dream. Your thoughts were, “I wish I was in His shoes”. You painted the walls of your imagination with “I wish I had a dream”. You searched pages of magazines looking for your dream. They said you just had to be it.

You looked and got confused.

Once you listened to a dreamer, you thought it was a great idea.

You sought it with all zeal, nothing over and over. “Does this mean that I am not in the list of those with dreams”? You asked.

A friend suggested you read books titled “Find your dream”,

Reading lines upon lines, wishing while you purred the pages, hoping you find the dream.

Finally, one afternoon, you found something very close to it.

You also stumbled on a friend who said he found his. He told you he found it on a radio station. You glued your ears; you even became a fan of early news cast.

You attended the seminars & conferences. They said it is what you love doing; what you would love to do at grey years, All you could think of was a house by the beach of Bahamas, flings of awards, fleets of business across the spans of America, Africa, Asia and Europe.

They said it was something you do so naturally; what you rather do without been paid!

The only thing that came to mind was joining the choir. "But that’s just for God and church", you thought.

They said you should look closely within, you knew that was not it, but you decided to do it still. All you could find was emptiness and spaces unfilled. They said it was one of the challenges at childhood, but you look back at them and all you could remember was hunger and thirst in your country, no facility, government with corruption, friends who ran with your money, failed classes, and repeated exams.

Ha, JAMB was the top on your list. You were punched in the face on the streets of Lagos.

You were jobless for months. The list is endless, yet that still does not solve your quest for a dream.

A friend then told you to visit a counsellor, a coach, or visit a motivational church but with all your frequent parades, you just got more and more confused. It seems they are all not sure of what they are saying or they have not seen the exceptional cases. You think you are one of them.

One day, you thought you finally got an answer; an old man told you to ask the manufacturer very deeply and sincerely. You fasted and prayed, pleaded and wept, yet no answers. May be like Elijah, it would come like the still voice or in a dream, or with a deep voice behind, or a knock on your head, a slap by your side but none of these arrived….One night, you were gisting with your friends and a thought suddenly hit you like a ping. Yes, Yes, Yes, I have got a dream! You screamed.

All your friends would no longer be at rest. Days after days they waited. You would soon keep shut, they thought. But you never did. Like your other imaginations, they thought, you would wear it out but the dream grew larger. Some said, you were rather going insane, when you told them you saw it in a dream.

Your mother said she had always noticed the dream in you. Your pastor confirmed it while praying. Like heaven rained down and God has smiled on you. Your heart is jubilating; your feet won’t stop dancing. I have found a dream. People are keen at listening. They keep shut when you talk. Others marvel. Some clap for you. Two persons said they want to be like you. Haa, you are gifted screamed a fan. When you slept you saw it, you read it on the wall. No one had written it, you had just painted it in your mind. You tapped your friends, who looked at you in confusion. You taught your siblings who you thought are in the same quest for dreams. Everyone has a dream, you shouted, you had been the confused one all along, the preachers were right. Oh my, oh my …You could talk about it all day.

Some friends have left you, others called you a dreamer, and you seem to be the only one seeing it. Life is made of this, you thought. Days after days, months after months, it still has not happened. One season has ended another one is concluding. Years roll into years, people are beginning to ask, I thought you said you had a dream. You see those without a dream prospering, they are making it, where am I in the picture, you asked again and again. I thought they said, “You would do better.” I thought the gift of a man makes way for him; I thought I would stand before kings and not main men.

Now, you doubting. They are asking how, when, what. Your mouth is shut, you afraid. You wish you never had a dream. You are confused. You are agitated. You are annoyed. You are jealous. You are about to give up. You hate hearing dreams and dreamers

Oluwamitomisin

See also: The Diary of "Nowhere"

See How Amazing

2013-05-23T15:34:00.000-07:00

It's been a long way back. It was a journey beyond me.
Indeed you have brought me out.
It was really a great depth, you drew me out from.
I can't even see where I used to be.
Beyond my strength, you have made me achieve
Lord, it's been a long way.
I thank you for the journey so far.

I look at the the distance and ask how?
My memories aren't short to forget yesterdays pain
I read through my past diaries and I remember times when my heart failed. When I busted in tears uncontrollably. When my feet could no longer carry me, but I look into today and I see smiles all over me. I see your wonders everyday, coming down from within. I behold your marvelous kindness, mercy, grace and truth
I thank you for filling my cup.

You have cleared my ways and brought light to my blurry path
You have made the way ahead clear and simple; it's your wonder
You have made the sky blue and the beauty of it, I cannot fathom alone
You have fed my hungry spirit and brought my dying soul to life

You have not fed me to the swines, see how faithful you are to me
You have not left me all by myself, see how caring you are to me
You have not turn deaf ear to me, see how amazing you are

Thank you lord!
Thank you Lord!!
Thank you very much, Lord!!!

Read also: Draw Me

Oliver Twist: I ask for one more thing

2013-05-23T15:33:00.000-07:00

Lord, I ask for one more thing.
One thing than anything else.
One thing than the world can't ask for.

I ask for more of you. More of everything in You. More of Your Strength daily. More of Your Spirit in me. More of Your All. More of Your Life. More of Your Being. I don't want to be ever satisfied of having You.

Like a child craves for food. Help me to want more of You. Want more of your Words. Want more of your Spirit. Want more of your Wisdom. Want more of all of You. Help me never to get out of Your Cravings.

Like a miner digging for gold. Help me dig daily into your word. Give me strength daily to want to. Help me to draw out of your well. Calling out of the deep daily. Drawing water that's refreshing to the soul and much more to the world around you. Help me never to be satisfied of drinking you. Help never to stop digging your well.
Like a Seeker, Help me find you Lord. Help to be hungry to find you. I don't want to go back to my old life. I don't want to turn back the way I came. Every passing day is one past. I want better. I want more. I want more of you. More than words can describe these moments or ever will. More than my thoughts can imagine or could ever. More each day. More every minute. More as seconds go by. I want to be lost in your presence. I want to have you always. I want more of you

Also read: The 3 Questions that changed my life

The 3 Questions that changed my life

2013-04-30T10:52:00.000-07:00

There are three (3) questions that changed my life and changed it forever. It was not an easy route to find, neither was it convenient by human understanding.

And I am grateful to God that I can answer the three most difficult life questions

with every assurance and hope.

Whom should I serve?
Whom should I marry?
Who am I?

To rephrase:
Who is Her lord: JESUS. "For there is one God and one mediator between God and mankind, the man Christ Jesus...1 Timothy 2:5"

Who is Her lover: Oluwayimika Iyanu Somorin "Scarcely had I passed them when I found the one my heart loves. I held him and would not let him go till I had brought him to my mother's house, to the room of the one who conceived me...Songs of Solomon 3:4."

Who is the Lady: : Oluwamitomisin Olumayowa Oluwayemisi Somorin."After the glory hath he sent me unto the nations which spoiled you: for he that touches you touches the apple of his eye...Zechariah 2:8"

Read: You created my innermost being-Psalm 139

This is to you dreamer

2012-05-31T09:28:00.002-07:00

This is to you dreamer.

Your dream is just for an appointed time. Wait! Don’t faint. You would get it

Hold on tighter with the fist of struggle, never to let it go. Hang on when the winds blows.

Block your ears when the noise in the market is too much.

Shut your eyes when they display otherwise before your face.

Your dream is just very nearby.

This is to you dreamer,

The path to dreaming is lonely, dark and unknown.

You will need a map always. Please ask for one.

Don’t be lost in your dreams.

Don’t keep your mouth shut. Someone is listening.

The streets of dreams are shady and unending.

You need to anchor on the Dream Giver and His manual.

The air of dreams are clogging, you need the breath of life.

There are many distractions, many discouragements, and many fears.

They are mere false appearances; never real

Hang on dreamer, you are about to get your dream to reality

See.
Open your eyes and see.
Tune you ears to the frequency of the giver

You are the dream

You are born of this

You are born for this

Keep on dreaming, dreamer

Oluwamitomisin

Also see: Our Deepest Fears

Out of the Walls 'Get Out of your comfort zone!'

2012-05-30T16:39:00.000-07:00

I feel large in this room. It is my space. I feel sad when am about stepping out of it. When am alone, I can do and on do; sleep in XYZ, raise my legs, forget the prim and proper my mother taught me. I can wear any cloth and sing any song without any worries that someone is watching or listening. When I am distressed I rush to my bed and curdle with my pillows. I lie flat all naked by myself. With all the comfort I think I enjoy in my bedroom, when i step out; it's a different game. It no longer seems like the massive king size bed, on queens quarters with royals at my door step. I realize, it’s just the comfort tiny little room with shared facilities on a rented mortgaged improperly surrounded by other little rooms.

What's my point?

Check this out!

Earth compared to the smaller planets (Venus, Mars, Mercury and Pluto.

Earth compared to the larger planets (Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus and Neptune.

The larger planets compared to the Sun

Our Sun compared to Sirius, Pollux and Arcturus

Sirius, Pollux and Arcturus compared to Rigel, Aldebaran, Antares and Betelgeuse

If you were to step out of the walls of your comfort zone. It is just as simple as, “Your world is very small, See bigger." If you think your world is too big to contain others. I must add at this point that it is too small to contain great others. I have a favorite proverb. I like to narrate a story or used the proverb in questioning my friends, who supposedly think, they are better than others. I ll pose the same to you. If you feel your father's farm is the largest, try visiting a couple of others. You would be surprised at how little your comfort zone is. Your world is smaller than you think, friend. You need to step out of your boundaries and expand your world. Quit thinking, me, myself & I. Quit seeing the world with your myopic eyes and see the world with the telescopic eye of God. There is more room for you outside that little comfort.

Oluwamitomisin

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Beautiful hope-'When dreams fade'

2012-05-30T16:12:00.000-07:00

As a child, I had unending wishes,

I wished, I met a genie, who made all my dreams come true, no matter how small or wide

I wished, I snapped reality with my fingers, in a matter of seconds

I wished all the boxes ticked right, no matter the cost

I wished, I finished every assignment, even if I dragged all the way

As I grew older, I started feeling disappointed in a few dreams that eloped completion

And the many wrongs running down the memory lane

And the other boxes that never ticked right

I sought for wisdom

With the little,

I now know that

It is a fresh beginning,

A world made new, where all failures are past and over,

Friendships lost closed in the diaries,

All the wish and to-do list done

Tears shed dried,

All bleeding wounds healed by the night.

Part of yesterday might have been an error

And some of tomorrow would include failures

Part of the millennium might carry sad days and windy nights

There is hope that when I fall, I will rise seven times.

There is assurance of stillness, where joy is complete and love is unending.

Yesterday is now part of the histories

Tomorrow is my future

This is my beautiful hope this morning.

This is the reason why I want to wake up again

Oluwamitomisin

Right Now!! 'Soul cry out'

2012-04-04T15:35:00.000-07:00

I must say that the wickedness in the world is so large, worst than you left it. Jesus, the pain that beats after my soul is beyond imagination and I keep losing the way. I thought I saw you ahead, now I think you are missing somewhere. I found out that I am that missing person. How could I have missed my way after all you have taught me? Night and day you instruct, yet my feet plunge into the wayward part. I taught I could do it all by myself but I am sinking so badly.

Save me Lord!

Right Now!!

Oluwamitomisin

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On a borrowed pen- 'To my beloved'

2012-02-24T14:59:00.001-08:00

I heard a chap was coming to town; his fame was wide abroad, no one could tame

I thought I heard the town crier; alas, it was people whispering his name

They sat in clusters, walked in threes; even enemies became friends

I wondered at sanity that has visited the town

Evenings I sit by my porch, listening to rhythms;

Over and over, the daughters of the town practised their song; even older women

Days fell over each other, month climbed over another; finally the day came

It was dusk; one of those pretty cool night

I heard our neighbours visited, everyone came to see who he was

Down the hill, people streaming; Old Women and their daughters, Mighty Men and their sons

With our hero’s leading the match; even the king could not sit

I knew I had to see him, even though I knew who he was

I wore my best, gathered my regalia and walked down the hill

My friends urged me to ran, they thought I was late

I knew I need not pick my steps

Finally, we got to town

The hall was full, far and wide, nowhere to stand

Young men stood on each other, everyone wanted to see

People shoved their way; it was their way and I had mine

It’s time; It‘s so clear to walk

I took the centre stage,

Down the aisle, I could see their faces

They sneezed, they coughed,

They shoved their shoulders in anger,

Why would she, they asked?

She is at peace, at ease, they said in anger

They waved; they winked, telling me to set off the aisle

She is calm, at peace

They looked side to side, what did she know?

My thoughts were simple, if only they knew what I know

The world is preparing a centre stage for you Yimika. People would run, walk, fly, fall over themselves to make your world a reality. I believe so much in you, because I am so confident in the God we serve. I trust you in Him. Beyond imagination, He has favoured you.

I can’t imagine the many years that have gone by. I use to but I can’t number the days anymore. In all my short-lived memories, I won’t forget I once told you, you are my best friend. Although, years have roll into years, and seasons changed their cloth over time, you still warm my very heart with your tenderness. I think I have added one eighth of a height, changed weight, changed patterns and habit but you still remain my very habit.

I am privilege to be that lady walking down the aisle in wait as you arrive and I won’t take it for granted that I am most honored among women. I might wake up some mornings with a faint heart, and sleep sometimes in the dark but I will always remember you. I pray as you celebrate this New Year, you will experience one steadfast thing, the faithfulness of God. I love you always, always have and always will.

I only wish I can say this in person and if shy as always, write this with my own hands but you can be rest assured that these are mine words on a borrowed pen.

Yours and Only

Oluwamitomisin

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D' Little Book-To my Sister

2012-01-05T19:36:00.000-08:00

My little sister like I always call you. "You are very special to me. I mean every word on this page. If I am to trade kidneys, eyes, legs, I would do it over and over again without fear for you. If I was given a million choices, I will still choose you as my baby sister.

We've grown up together to become fond of each other, shared little secrets, faced fears the world won't see on the surface, walked beyond boundaries and limitations. Despite the fact that you have to grow so tall, that I have to buy all the heels in corner shops to pat your head. You are still my baby sister. Irrespective of the fact that I have to part with my best to keep your corner eyes satisfied. I have no regrets.

I strive to always be there when you need a friend, to push you when you sit at your comfort zone, to scold when you behave silly, to correct you when it all seem right. I have tried within limit to listen to your corrections even if it sounded like a slap, to go beyond the walls of "I am older" and embrace the knowledge that "we can all learn from each other". Seeing that you expect much from me, keeps me uptight. I borrow courage to let you see my weakness, my failures, my regrets, my anomalies so that you won't befall the same.
I might not always be right, be there when you need me, be good or perfect. I might not have fulfilled every of my promises. You know how quickly I change my mind when I give you something, probably demanded for what should be rightly yours, or behave silly as big sisters always do, but you are very much loved. I think you are the girlfriend, I pray to have everyday that I do not have. I hope irrespective of what choices we make, routes we follow and changes life brings our way, we would always be the buddy buddy girlfriend.
I am watching your very back just like you've always watched mine and I hope life takes us to that point where our seeds can do the same.

As you celebrate this new year, let God grant you every great and tiny wishes. May He grant you multiple blessings and lead in the best path for your life. We have both being trained by a lovely creative minded, iron handed mother who would go any length to help us reach our goal. I pray that you will surpass the bench line of standard of virtuous woman. Someone prayed this little words with me last year and I pray the same. "I say Amen to your heart cries to God.

My little advise this year: Don't quit on the best and that start with God. Lean not on your own understanding and live in that consciousness that "He is Emmanuel: God with us". When anything troubles you, and you find it so hard to explain, figure out or share with anyone, cry unto God. He won't leave or forsake you.
Isaiah 43:2, "When you pass through the waters, God will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze." It doesn't mean you won't feel the fire but that have the assurance that He is with you.
Lastly, my shoulders are always there, however, anything beyond my shoulders, I also have my knees. You could also borrow my tongue and my hands as we cry together to God for help.

Thumbs up: You have a gentle spirit, a loyal and a kind heart. Keep it up.
You deserve a stroke: You can be so lazy. You know this type of laziness: M¬¬¬ laziness. You need to grow more habit in reading inspiring books. If not paper version, find other means to achieve the same: e-books, audio versions. Your mind is your battle field. It is that place where you gather strength. So cultivate it like a field. I see you taking your art to the next level.

Love you always.
Oluwamitomisin

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Take the Lead, I ll follow

2012-01-03T15:37:00.000-08:00

After all you have taught me, how could I? I am that missing person that you keep calling. I thought I saw you ahead, I keep losing the way. Night and day you instruct, but my feet bring me trouble.

You brought me to the valley of vision, to see the heights of wonders; rather, I saw mountains of impossibilities. You set me by the rivers of abundance, to drink of a rejoicing spirit and overwhelming love; rather I focussed on the deadness of sorrow. You walked me through the desert of discipline to teach me the art of perseverance; rather I marry with sin.

It’s a new day; I consider your work afresh. Help me to see the world through your eyes.

Through the woods, you have made life refreshing, yet I ran out of pace to the wild where life would consume me. I taught you slept in the stormy sea but that was you saying take courage to sleep through it. The stormy blast won’t let me but you raised the bar, yet I didn’t know you were there. The dawn has broken forth; I see your hands anew. Help me to follow your silent leading, to step into your assurance.

When I don’t seem to know my way back to you, find me.

When I am tied in the depth of mediocrity; Draw me out.

Though the water, be turbid and blast unsuredly blows over me, let me find stillness.

When I am too afraid to look up and I am beaten by life’s best warriors, help me to see you beside me

Lead me through even when my ship has no rudder, and have lost the way.

Lead me when I would not listen and think I know the way

Lead me when the path leaves no trailing edge and the tiny footpath have grown weeds

Guide me always even if you have to pat me gently with a tough hand

Halt me when I am roaming and show me your light when my feet stray from the path.

Chastise me daily because you love me more.

You say you will be with me always, help me to remember you are my only company.

To remember when I feel alone is the most precious time, you are there.

To know that when you feel absent, it is the tricky end of the trailing edge.

I strive to see my best through your eyes. I behold your work and see how far you are and the depth of my struggle. I can see your light through the path, at the near end of the road, I can see faith coming alive, lead me Lord, and I will follow. I have found that all the roads, lead me back to you.

Oluwamitomisin

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Draw me

2011-10-22T15:38:00.000-07:00

Find me…

I am like that little tiny thing hiding in a hole, afraid of being preyed upon. I have lost my way and all my path feels blurry now. In the midst of darkness where eyes cannot normally see me, find me desperately.

Draw me…

I am like the weak frog seeking escape from a deep well. The sole of my feet are tired from hopping and the water appears to be drowning me. My heart faint from life’s up and down. My life lay wait in fear. I might not survive it longer, if I linger too long in this pit. Draw me out of my worst times.

Bring me…

I am like the poor widow hiding from her debtors. Walking through life like a borrowed glass. I am too ashamed to face the world. Bring me out of my lowest estate.

Place me…

I am like the troubled wings finding place to land. 'Life billows roll' have made my heart sick, I am tired of flapping and flapping. I feel all my life depends on it. Place me on higher ground.

Heal me…

From my bleeding heart and dashed hopes; from the weariness that plunge my soul; from the sores of past hurts; from the pain that bangs my bones. I feel a pie is missing in my basket. Something all lost in the midst of it all. Heal me completely and make me whole again.

Draw me...

From the deepest of fears where my fate seem sealed; from the deepest dungeons, where bat crawl and creeping animals draw all over me and life battle for my soul; from the horrible pit where I cannot find a place to put my feet. Draw me out like a bowl of water.

I plead tonight Lord, Draw me Lord. I want to be found from my hidden place. I seem not to know the way back, show me the road back to you. I want to come running after you. Give strength to my fainting heart. Let my joy come running home to you. Where hope as eluded me and strength drawn from my weak veins; let me find my strength in you anew. To you alone, to you alone, where joy last forever and love is never ending, let me come running. Where I am tired of flapping my wings and the journey seems unending; keep the end fixed to my eyes. Let my weary eyes and deaf ears come alive again. Give strength to my legs again to run the race with joy. Let me find the joy in Salvation again. Draw me Lord, before it is rather too late. Let me find your love afresh and new. Let me walk in your love like never before because that’s where I am complete. That’s where your maiden is complete. Fresh like your maiden, bring me back to you. Comfort my heart again and let me beat about in excitement.

Oluwamitomisin

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You created my innermost being-Psalm 139

2011-08-27T17:28:00.000-07:00

1 You have searched me, LORD, and you know me. 2 You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. 3 You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. 4 Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely. 5 You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. 7 Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? 8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. 9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, 10 even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. 11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” 12 even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. 13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. 14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. 15 My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. 16 Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. 17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God! How vast is the sum of them! 18 Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand— when I awake, I am still with you. 19 If only you, God, would slay the wicked! Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty! 20 They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name. 21 Do I not hate those who hate you, LORD, and abhor those who are in rebellion against you? 22 I have nothing but hatred for them; I count them my enemies. 23 Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. 24 See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

Once a child with the story, now the woman with the dream

2011-08-27T14:13:00.000-07:00

It was just like a normal day; rain had justified itself and midnight was just creeping in. You took the wheels, drove yourself down the dark path to the labour room. The day said I am Tuesday, August 28 but you didn't have strength to reply. All you could do was cry out in pain.

The road to the hospital felt like a long journey. Hundred times down the road, you had to hold pain at ransom. I cramped over and over. I want to be out, I screamed from within you. It is getting cold and your skin burn hurt in pain. You groaned, cried, screamed, moaned, prayed; it was a long wait.

Now you've arrived but I won’t. You wonder in pain, what else, could be keeping me waiting. Waiting you had to do this night as you laid in bed with legs apart. It is over 270 days and now your dream seems not to be coming forth. All what your flushed eyes saw were nurses running helter, skelter, your itchy ears thought it heard labour, labour. You bowed your head to pray and cried, ‘Now! Please, lord!’ Before you knew it, you were on your knees, groaning in pain. No one seems to be listening, knives, scalpels, blades, white aprons running the aisle.
Suddenly, you felt hands pulling you in every direction. They sang in one voice Push! Push!!
'I am', you said annoyingly. You were so scared; you threw your legs in the air and pushed.

(noise) screaming

then (silence)

Alas! Your joy have arrived. It was a long wait but it now feels like a minute.

I am grateful to God for giving me you, my blessed mother. You waited in pain to have me this night, Tuesday 28, August. It won’t have been better. Although, it was a long year, and you faced so much; it was a worthwhile journey. It might not have been the brightest of morning. I might not be the brightest of girls and prettiest among women. My hair might not drape like satin and eyes glitter like emerald. I am your child with a story and you are my mother. Now, I am a woman with the DREAM

This is a tribute to my mum and all the mothers out there. You deserve that attention and all the flowers in the world for bearing pain and bringing us forth.

Oluwamitomisin

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Why have?

2011-08-10T15:38:00.000-07:00

I wonder what in the world, I am doing. I wonder if someone needs to break through my head to make me understand, some fellows are not worth the stress. It bits my imagination, why I have chosen to pour my oil in a leaking cistern. Why I have chosen to wear my loveliest apparel to an ordinary gathering?

Why have you adorned yourself so much in vain admiration, Tosin. Have you forgotten so suddenly that your royal apparel could be cast into the sea of the ordinary and your modest adorning shattered into pieces? Have you forgotten so soon 'Daughter of Zion' that men not of worth likely think you are the same.

I will ask you like the son of man, where is wisdom you seek? Where can it be found? Even among the noblest princes, wisdom is rare and among women, it is largely missing. Woman of understanding, where is your worth? Why have you cast it out at young? I searched all over and cannot comprehend the folly that now lives with noble women. Why have you cast this young beauty to swine and rob dignity in the mud of none. Beauty is vain; charm is deceitful like the tongue of a flattery man. He cannot comprehend her worth; he throws her from one to the next. Where can it be found? In the inward spirit of a man?

For all I know, you are worth than your folly. You are created in the image of God and He has paid the price on your behalf to be in His likeness. I am sure your worth would be difficult to gauge and weight of no measure, because ornaments cannot describe your choice value. The price of wisdom is beyond rubies, so get wisdom and apply understanding. It is easy to forget wisdom but when you suddenly remember, it reminds you that you are worth more than and cannot be compared with....an interesting lesson in life.

No one worth your attention and takes priority, if they do not value your values. Not worth fighting for, if you are not valued and respected.

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