tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21412489013943015952026-09-21T15:50:28.046+01:00Lyric Cards Central by AkokeadeLines of HopeFunmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comBlogger450125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-91803092820717183332026-09-18T00:40:26.057+01:002026-09-18T00:40:26.058+01:00Owned by Desire<p></p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"> <tbody> <tr> <td style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirSYJ4GRcDweSYX2NPC6rGOjP7oYlGDdXXgaWhqDGxcLZ1KgsyMLWlhIww3AR1YD_Pp2oSQcm9aQ184bG__jiktkTSUAFGi5D_PFtF60PZQqBSpMsxAZKx9lW7QW_6ajgQVdhGGl8_1nh5klCS5HHv-nfAbu9WGCbVwcTg4X6FP7BgwEzlxsYchMfeYQs/s1080/1000807800.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="A Card Displaying the Lyrics from the song 7 Rings by G-Nat!ion: I see it, I Like it... Buy myself all of my favorite things. I want it, I got it" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirSYJ4GRcDweSYX2NPC6rGOjP7oYlGDdXXgaWhqDGxcLZ1KgsyMLWlhIww3AR1YD_Pp2oSQcm9aQ184bG__jiktkTSUAFGi5D_PFtF60PZQqBSpMsxAZKx9lW7QW_6ajgQVdhGGl8_1nh5klCS5HHv-nfAbu9WGCbVwcTg4X6FP7BgwEzlxsYchMfeYQs/w400-h400/1000807800.png" title="Owned by Desire" width="400" /></a> </td> </tr> <tr> <td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Lyrics from 7 Rings by G-Nat!on </td> </tr> </tbody> </table> <br /> <p></p> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Desire is universal</div><div style="text-align: center;">We seek to own what we Desire</div><div style="text-align: center;">But ownership has a cost; desire commands us</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">You can seize what you desire</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Depriving someone of their possession</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">And you will lose a piece of your humanity</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">You could make an immoral exchange...</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Money,&nbsp; a compromise or a favour</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">That exchange will take something from you</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Or you can earn it</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Through Value creation</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">It will take effort but you keep your soul</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><i><b>Author's Note:&nbsp;</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><i><blockquote>This lyric card explores the question of whether the cost we pay to claim the object of our desire - whatever it or they may be - is worth it. If in the end, we sacrifice the very essence of who we are - sometimes sacrificing what we really want for money or some other thing that we think we need to get what we want.</blockquote></i></span><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_260918_003445_470.sdocx--></div></span><p></p> Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comOjodu, Lagos, Nigeria6.6376906999999994 3.3558525-26.095905649481075 -31.8003975 39.371287049481076 38.5121025tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-44996124043859964732026-07-04T16:02:42.711+01:002026-09-21T15:50:28.046+01:00Rooms & Masks<p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj42mxZJsbjKc7qO2soI4c37lPgGkHSmbsRQhLhucMlcUACWDaQfeq9OZM-90ZKJ7vfPkBSNyWU-bip6OlfOtx003bWCLEuJM2SRb00JH680KgCaoyDbOHGecw85Z0snEh-wCIQDHMne3mwyhszRS84Iyh81-bsNkXKePAJhCuMNvqEMFs29Jgs0zJC0AM/s1080/Copy%20of%20orange%20qoutes%20motivation%20instagram%20post(1).png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj42mxZJsbjKc7qO2soI4c37lPgGkHSmbsRQhLhucMlcUACWDaQfeq9OZM-90ZKJ7vfPkBSNyWU-bip6OlfOtx003bWCLEuJM2SRb00JH680KgCaoyDbOHGecw85Z0snEh-wCIQDHMne3mwyhszRS84Iyh81-bsNkXKePAJhCuMNvqEMFs29Jgs0zJC0AM/s320/Copy%20of%20orange%20qoutes%20motivation%20instagram%20post(1).png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lyric Card by Meghan Trainor &amp; Nicki Minaj's song, "Nice to Meet Ya"</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">A Stunning View</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">I never saw anything so beautiful</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">No stains on the walls</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">And I can't stand in the center</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">No one can spot me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Standing in a room</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">I shouldn't occupy</span></div><p></p> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">An Acceptable View</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">I am not beautiful enough</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">My Scars are a fotress</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">And obscurity is my centre</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">No one questions my choice</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Hiding in a room</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">I never occupy</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">A room to hide my face</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Everyone looks so glamorous</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">They look so good with no effort</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Their confidence is what I notice</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">They are all pursuing their purpose</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">They don't even have to try</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">To deny me what I want</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">A mask to hide my face</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">I feel glamourous</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">I am wearing all my effort</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Faking confidence they don't notice</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">They are my purpose</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">And I don't dare try</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">To get the attention I want</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">The walk daintily</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">The floor is uneven</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">How do they walk in those heels?</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Waiting for their glasses of wine</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">They stand strong balancing their weight</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">What is their truth?</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">They don't even lean on the walls</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">I keep stumbling</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">The floor is uneven</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">I am uncomfortable in these heels</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">I miss another step reaching for wine</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">My pencil heel twists under my weight</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Sprawled, I finally see the truth</span></div> <span style="font-size: 15px;"><div style="text-align: center;">That beautiful decor drapes flawed walls and structure</div></span><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_content_260704_152022_916.sdocx-->Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comOjodu, Lagos, Nigeria6.6376906999999994 3.3558525-21.672543136178845 -31.8003975 34.947924536178846 38.5121025tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-9444897868072542652026-06-29T19:10:18.952+01:002026-06-29T19:10:18.952+01:00 Reasssured by Possibilities<p style="text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC1lh26bKq43rnmpaWmESD0aZ2ejUC04fsQWcw94KxmSdE1RCQUG-PvQYCoC97HLXbQC-Lb11wTH8NqUDC5ElyHJRURydDXTDaRokToTQ_iByNgafphSV3IIpRMdZ7qgeoJnYQdVFHDhBQvjxEfA2Jeu_wkXyAnskoOk1DvbPGh2DEihOQ3A-VPhrF7UI/s1080/1000632883.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Reassured by Possibilities" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC1lh26bKq43rnmpaWmESD0aZ2ejUC04fsQWcw94KxmSdE1RCQUG-PvQYCoC97HLXbQC-Lb11wTH8NqUDC5ElyHJRURydDXTDaRokToTQ_iByNgafphSV3IIpRMdZ7qgeoJnYQdVFHDhBQvjxEfA2Jeu_wkXyAnskoOk1DvbPGh2DEihOQ3A-VPhrF7UI/w320-h320/1000632883.png" title="When you dream, there's a chance you'll find a little laughter or happy ever after" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lyrics Excerpt from "You are the Music in Me" by Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens</td></tr></tbody></table></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">People who dream are escaping</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">To peace</span></div> <span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">To a fantasy</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">To a future</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">People who dream are running</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">From Reality</span></div> <span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">From Labour</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">From the Present</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">People who dream are dwelling</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">In Imagination</span></div> <span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">In Dreams</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">In Tomorrow</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Dreamers are Choosers</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">Of reality</span></div> <span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Of Labour</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">Of the Future</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Dreamers are Rulers</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">Of Possibilities</span></div> <span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Of Ingenuity</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">Of Manifestation</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Dreamers are Gamblers</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">Of Today</span></div> <span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Of Tomorrow</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">Of Forever.</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 17px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Come gamble with me...</div></span> <!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_260629_190242_149.sdocx-->Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.6137394999999994 3.3552568-21.696494336178844 -31.8009932 34.923973336178847 38.5115068tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-42457283531314978982026-05-29T08:40:41.910+01:002026-05-29T08:50:25.719+01:00The Breaking of Trust <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img alt="Don't make me promises. Baby, you never did know how to keep them well - Westlife" border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhp2wjnetmtoYTQQ9Fg6v8I3G-EynYyFOkK4a4Hocjzqz8k5EXIu_44m2nX4VzLAfT5AeA5Y0oaxWJTNn4SO80X66BPrafQj2ObFeTouU3IoZle4kvHRdxb_avRNhLsV_NsafIQxP3EK4SwsNmcgKtC4f4uPuBnCcIdzQW7LWgvHHDeBWs7WPmPqi2Sxmo=w400-h400" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lyric Excerpt from Westlife's song, "All or Nothing"</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhp2wjnetmtoYTQQ9Fg6v8I3G-EynYyFOkK4a4Hocjzqz8k5EXIu_44m2nX4VzLAfT5AeA5Y0oaxWJTNn4SO80X66BPrafQj2ObFeTouU3IoZle4kvHRdxb_avRNhLsV_NsafIQxP3EK4SwsNmcgKtC4f4uPuBnCcIdzQW7LWgvHHDeBWs7WPmPqi2Sxmo" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> </a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">When someone breaks your Trust<div>The dynamics of your relationship breaks too</div><div>Now you have to be on guard</div><div>Now you feel unsafe</div><div><br /></div><div>When you break a person's Trust</div><div>The dynamics of your relationship become uncertain</div><div>Now you have to prove</div><div>Now you have to be careful</div><div><br /></div><div>When your Trust is broken</div><div>New promises mean nothing</div><div>When you break Trust&nbsp;</div><div>New promises are another threat</div><div><br /></div><div>Heal my Trust not with new promises</div><div>Show me with actions</div><div>I'll Heal your Trust not with New promises</div><div>But by honoring the spirit of previous vows</div></div><div><br /></div>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-24871668972926416992026-03-20T21:33:14.609+01:002026-06-29T18:43:04.370+01:00Heartfelt promises break<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1cRwP-WrmQ6w4yBYqEmZFURQTOVdAaxeWyeMUqUdM0uFaxRCcxnym_tZHkMl-LTx5BuNCqWSZOJI_dmmDahmMLSyHga6RxSAtlGtSWzEPJGwL97MCCO31ZozwICsmaUsNVM-vYxz4nMDwTzIblTMRtShB5ODy37ta93pQ7sQYKB7wfrOhOM0Yt2_Drt8/s1080/1000632882.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Yes Alright, I know I ain't the same no more. You... got habits too, you never did before" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1cRwP-WrmQ6w4yBYqEmZFURQTOVdAaxeWyeMUqUdM0uFaxRCcxnym_tZHkMl-LTx5BuNCqWSZOJI_dmmDahmMLSyHga6RxSAtlGtSWzEPJGwL97MCCO31ZozwICsmaUsNVM-vYxz4nMDwTzIblTMRtShB5ODy37ta93pQ7sQYKB7wfrOhOM0Yt2_Drt8/w320-h320/1000632882.png" title="Heartfelt Promises Break" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lyrics Except from Luv's Song, "Money, Honey"</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our truth will change</div><div style="text-align: center;">It is tied to our reality</div><div style="text-align: center;">One does not exist without the other</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, heartfelt promises get broken...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If my reality changes</div><div style="text-align: center;">It alters conditions</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't keep my promise</div><div style="text-align: center;">No matter heartfelt, my word is broken!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">No fulfillment</div><div style="text-align: center;">No trust&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">I become a liar</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even though I was true, my word is broken.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If grace is extended</div><div style="text-align: center;">A promise is made</div><div style="text-align: center;">Trust is extended again&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Will reality uphold my wor(l)d? - this time?</div><div><br /></div>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-88743770879304378582025-09-28T11:51:00.001+01:002025-09-28T11:51:04.146+01:00Surrounded by Identity Crises<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2rkb8qFL0wkzEDt_keZUvqFxq8Q8tZLWxZW540pLLDOBE_fp46CMY5sVlypQ8kixGrXTYxbiGoxTPggDWy1pbQPJH9d2G6rUpal_l9AbV0R-rQOUXYryYGq-uclhyh9lEuJfJvRmyizSVmIYEEiCrRFtPulTZRDkqYH0lwoXrlkruDDZLtRCbLs_O39k/s1350/I'm%20tired%20of%20looking%20'round%20rooms%20Wondering%20what%20I%20gotta%20do%20Or%20who%20I'm%20supposed%20to%20be.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Identity Crises" border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2rkb8qFL0wkzEDt_keZUvqFxq8Q8tZLWxZW540pLLDOBE_fp46CMY5sVlypQ8kixGrXTYxbiGoxTPggDWy1pbQPJH9d2G6rUpal_l9AbV0R-rQOUXYryYGq-uclhyh9lEuJfJvRmyizSVmIYEEiCrRFtPulTZRDkqYH0lwoXrlkruDDZLtRCbLs_O39k/w320-h400/I'm%20tired%20of%20looking%20'round%20rooms%20Wondering%20what%20I%20gotta%20do%20Or%20who%20I'm%20supposed%20to%20be.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;">It has been a minute since I did a Lyric Card series just for the enjoyment and experience of it.<p>Losing my mum has been the most painful experience of my life. It has called into question everything that was important to me and kind of shifted my perspective. Nevertheless, I must continue to live and she would never have wanted me to be dissuaded from life just because she was gone and doing a series is my way of honoring her wishes. 🕯</p></div><p style="text-align: left;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><i>So let's get to it.</i></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have titled my new series "Identity Crises" because lately I have been examining my options i.e. what I want and what I am willing to sacrifice for it - fun!😒Actually, not fun, I really wish I could eat my cake and have it.&nbsp;</p><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><i>Now I want cake</i><b>🎂</b></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I am no authority on Identity Crises so <b>please do not quote me as an authority</b>.😅&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: justify;">However, it occurred to me to share what I have been thinking and to see who else has been exploring these questions and answers so we can be weird together.😵&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: justify;">There are four major ideas I have been playing with - at least at the moment I'm typing this...</p><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><i>Who knows, you might get more.</i></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">They are:&nbsp;</p><ol style="text-align: justify;"><li>Conforming to another successful person's manner of being. <i>Gotta make it rain!💵💵💵</i></li><li>The need to live in the moment but still live meaningfully. <i>Zig-Zag Baby!</i>🎢</li><li>The need to see the world as it truly is without losing yourself in response to it. <i>Stay woke!📢</i></li><li>Being yourself and conforming to an acceptable standard of existence.&nbsp;<i>Don't wanna be weird!👻</i></li></ol><p style="text-align: justify;">You have needs, the world has expectations and somehow, you have to live a balanced and meaningful life.&nbsp;If you ask me, that is where Identity Crises comes in. E.g. Buying things you do not really need because of how you need to be perceived or doing things you do not believe in so that you do not stand out.</p><p style="text-align: left;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><i>And please, Dear Lord ! Please, do not forget FOMO!😫</i></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: justify;">This nice crazy mix is my theory for why we do not know who the heck we are anymore and I hope this series helps you figure out where yours comes from.</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><i>Hey! Last one I swear.&nbsp;</i></blockquote></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">If you are of African Descent, then please remember... Colonialists also added their own social and belief system to the mix.&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: justify;">You might want to also factor that last one in.😘</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>P.S. AI helped me generate my cover image!&nbsp;</i></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-62257178940024747492025-04-20T10:39:00.005+01:002025-04-20T10:52:03.417+01:00Grace for Royalty<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_iQup9zpo8YTeXfuKrXlefvUa-tu5n85JpEjRF8nKxRs7nuj5DgdNDuZHWizv5HlDBpZlMX48Hxfwe9Fs28rKIfWE65Qw_Nd5zNZBdEVhD2n4omywAzMILtr-3R0uAv67RR3WTMCF5Ax4jrOH6j1qY8ooslfqtsj1tVSomo8I1TE9RDzdiVoQQsI71mc/s1350/Black%20White%20Simple%20Quote%20Instagram%20Post.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_iQup9zpo8YTeXfuKrXlefvUa-tu5n85JpEjRF8nKxRs7nuj5DgdNDuZHWizv5HlDBpZlMX48Hxfwe9Fs28rKIfWE65Qw_Nd5zNZBdEVhD2n4omywAzMILtr-3R0uAv67RR3WTMCF5Ax4jrOH6j1qY8ooslfqtsj1tVSomo8I1TE9RDzdiVoQQsI71mc/s320/Black%20White%20Simple%20Quote%20Instagram%20Post.png" width="256" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">We inherited the Sin of our Parent<br />Valued as poorly as they were<br />But a sacrifice of blood changed the story<br />We were transformed by a love, pain and sacrifice<br /><br />A life exchanged that we might thrive<br />A life freely given<br />A life forever cherished and honored<br />Grace was God's gift<br /><br />As we remember Christ<br />We are humbled by His Grace<br />The Grace that changed our Story<br />The Grace that elevates us to Royalty</p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-65758425137768058952025-04-13T12:43:00.019+01:002025-04-13T12:47:04.380+01:00Palm Sunday: Reverence<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiamdpcOrjmrzMzLWqZVv0EKVljIPxi4Ke_D3ZvAaI2mjqRZYSCmM2T9sPQRWbDjnd4ZmV2-UiEkYi2BpG2Pd90-ohGN-ffxGeTnELqIAm0GpUUsZPvliMxrUNn6Grne-fLgoFXFel-lyftgftZRfIEG0hDwDS64477BU7L7HjC4Gs_1LivQWyclIciOzw/s1350/1000585704.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiamdpcOrjmrzMzLWqZVv0EKVljIPxi4Ke_D3ZvAaI2mjqRZYSCmM2T9sPQRWbDjnd4ZmV2-UiEkYi2BpG2Pd90-ohGN-ffxGeTnELqIAm0GpUUsZPvliMxrUNn6Grne-fLgoFXFel-lyftgftZRfIEG0hDwDS64477BU7L7HjC4Gs_1LivQWyclIciOzw/s320/1000585704.png" width="256" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hail the one</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who created the world and Humanity&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who watched over my mother's life</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who upheld her in the difficult times</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hail the Lord</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who dictates the laws of nature</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who rules over death and the grave</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who watches over my mother's soul</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hail the King</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who has power over the future</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who watches over us</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who holds fort over her legacy and future</div>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-78595511805443059602025-03-30T12:20:00.007+01:002025-03-30T12:41:22.859+01:00Mothers: Keeping the Watch<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrSTkXhkwN4MR3oli3kwp7_3nk12gQ1oLPviY8O7zpGYISjwJdPNIlr5ONUmInAvvukJhZ26hcLx9AeZ0DURvTvI8V4t65wHxAroLmmmChrByFRyrGYHEgpx_-2_OYsa0wWtFqL5mQo222HtII1UVgvURcI8SfB3v_3MuZB16UutUAVi1OJr9VycMqpo/s1350/1000084192.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrSTkXhkwN4MR3oli3kwp7_3nk12gQ1oLPviY8O7zpGYISjwJdPNIlr5ONUmInAvvukJhZ26hcLx9AeZ0DURvTvI8V4t65wHxAroLmmmChrByFRyrGYHEgpx_-2_OYsa0wWtFqL5mQo222HtII1UVgvURcI8SfB3v_3MuZB16UutUAVi1OJr9VycMqpo/s320/1000084192.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I almost didn't exist</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I almost was a miscarriage&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But she was keeping the watch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She kept death at bay</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I almost stopped breathing</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The doctors even gave up</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But she maintained the watch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She was death's caution</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was almost kidnapped by death</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Illness and accidents tried to create doors</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But Mother watched those doors</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She was guarding against death</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I almost did not thrive</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Adversity attacked my spirit</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But Mother watched and cheered me on</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She was despair's restraint.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was not defeated</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The villains turned on Mother</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But Mother stood firm</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was reason to live</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As I watched over her as she fought</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Encouraged and upheld her</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She told me...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"I am a fighter"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As I watched her lowered to the Earth</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Caught in the grips of grief</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But her words continue to ring...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"I love you more"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My spirit and soul says today</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love you Mama bear!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I will always remember,&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This fight you won.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>HAPPY MOTHERING SUNDAY</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-46371892283050844272025-03-08T12:31:00.003+01:002025-03-08T12:37:31.403+01:00Accelerate Action: One More Day, No More.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQwfpjTilQ0fnduYdVKNpLnCKKSvlr3WWylYK0EDGwociMa5e1ZjQplFnO94lyLDKlQLJf8zPUBGbnXC298QqpU_IBbC0HEmECk3s5F6SM09eZQW0A-T9CaUQ9lT-BYSqNAJ_OF1nH2DkJ5qXq5YG8v9yAI3TfxYbVOq28-iSI99MLRgBJnXhhgy4sTaA/s1350/1000054821.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQwfpjTilQ0fnduYdVKNpLnCKKSvlr3WWylYK0EDGwociMa5e1ZjQplFnO94lyLDKlQLJf8zPUBGbnXC298QqpU_IBbC0HEmECk3s5F6SM09eZQW0A-T9CaUQ9lT-BYSqNAJ_OF1nH2DkJ5qXq5YG8v9yAI3TfxYbVOq28-iSI99MLRgBJnXhhgy4sTaA/s320/1000054821.png" width="256" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">There are no more days left</div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">There are no more days left</p><p style="text-align: center;">Every day that passes deepens the pain&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">Every extra day intensifies the scar</p><p style="text-align: center;">If women will be free then why not today</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Favours that may never be remembered</p><p style="text-align: center;">One more woman goes unseen</p><p style="text-align: center;">One more woman endures the pain</p><p style="text-align: center;">One more woman dies&nbsp;woman dies&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Maybe if someone had acted fast when he hurt her</p><p style="text-align: center;">Mother would still be here, living her life</p><p style="text-align: center;">But because she acted fast and pushed limits for us</p><p style="text-align: center;">We get to live the life we have today.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">We must remember the price women are paying everyday</p><p style="text-align: center;">And let it inform the actions that we take</p><p style="text-align: center;">I love you mama bear.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Happy International women's day</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"></div></div>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-2.0176859014187016 -31.777044299999993 15.066444501418701 38.535455699999993tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-41757029297627189022025-03-02T16:06:00.002+01:002025-03-02T16:07:40.407+01:00The Indicated Path <div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj2u2FLig3JQcOyKDqqNKZgDmBRc4AwjI5lcbl5KxZLSnGhpYKmwncd4wHezwi3uVdNcx1zYn2kIJs5sbcnkYGmr-R-HOqapCPysqV7IrbIlsnJ-jK8G4BrvGVPg5aOnKym6BlW1Y_0FuSiTFp_6R6Ji3tRDFVUjP7h1xmKfsMyXWss8kAL7runqmKF7Qs" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> <img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj2u2FLig3JQcOyKDqqNKZgDmBRc4AwjI5lcbl5KxZLSnGhpYKmwncd4wHezwi3uVdNcx1zYn2kIJs5sbcnkYGmr-R-HOqapCPysqV7IrbIlsnJ-jK8G4BrvGVPg5aOnKym6BlW1Y_0FuSiTFp_6R6Ji3tRDFVUjP7h1xmKfsMyXWss8kAL7runqmKF7Qs" width="400" /> </a> </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The weight of our ancestors</div><div style="text-align: center;">A gallery of dreams and hopes</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fulfillment's journey begun</div><div style="text-align: center;">Worthy causes being pursued</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Echoes of their bravery</div><div style="text-align: center;">Displays of the weak battlements of fear</div><div style="text-align: center;">The pointed firm heads of their will</div><div style="text-align: center;">Memorials and rubbles of challenges overcome</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cleared path to walk</div><div style="text-align: center;">A price already paid</div><div style="text-align: center;">The course is marked</div><div style="text-align: center;">A precious jewel we bear</div>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-53091726063563007862025-02-21T09:23:00.002+01:002025-02-21T09:25:45.273+01:00Lingering Essence<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi04uNgtpK0gIVHVNf9get1d6Sj-DPQGaN01XPhfGY1N9SpA5OWH1tj62OdqNdycZ9LwHATDbh-9xnIwWYGwxV8Y7zKIIWcimJXb9w0-hkrWIN_HFc-gslnC3DXMFdOEy_ZTsdQUFKUTjm6o1fclOxh9_owhWgO3XVp8__i6EmoDE63R7-v_185UMkoGoI/s1350/1000461713.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi04uNgtpK0gIVHVNf9get1d6Sj-DPQGaN01XPhfGY1N9SpA5OWH1tj62OdqNdycZ9LwHATDbh-9xnIwWYGwxV8Y7zKIIWcimJXb9w0-hkrWIN_HFc-gslnC3DXMFdOEy_ZTsdQUFKUTjm6o1fclOxh9_owhWgO3XVp8__i6EmoDE63R7-v_185UMkoGoI/s320/1000461713.png" width="256" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">As a child, I thought death was the most cruel thing</div><div style="text-align: center;">To love someone and be loved - only to lose them</div><div style="text-align: center;">To pour your heart into building a life - only to lose your life</div><div style="text-align: center;">To learn and to grow - only to fall apart.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">As a teenager, I thought that the poem 'Futility' was sad and ludicrous&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Making light of death - a mockery of effort</div><div style="text-align: center;">Showing us that time was had - a mockery of brevity</div><div style="text-align: center;">Questioning the intent of nature - a mockery of selection</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">As an adult, I have discovered know grief, it has depths beyond imagining&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">I lost my mom so dear to me - I gained in my mind, a loop of her final days</div><div style="text-align: center;">I couldn't save her life - I learned that there are limits to my power</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have to keep living - I understand that it is the only way to keep her with me</div>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-78741043162859239672024-12-31T23:30:00.001+01:002024-12-31T23:30:00.121+01:00Kindness for Community<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbuzVPxb1iYOKBvKjX2GjA8epbOp0jsw5PFtz1uEARkfxcud3WwM0R72ByKXip_QY4T0ZVoRNAOjygv2af7X8tEm8caxeWAbxV0Jb_Aaa_ikaksogPBMNpqa2bbccarkKnjMxfEmeSXjMFBnIK_5YuCXxEFstLTf9DtcGxdSDWHvqJeWiD2GZPvu-XFU8/s1080/4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbuzVPxb1iYOKBvKjX2GjA8epbOp0jsw5PFtz1uEARkfxcud3WwM0R72ByKXip_QY4T0ZVoRNAOjygv2af7X8tEm8caxeWAbxV0Jb_Aaa_ikaksogPBMNpqa2bbccarkKnjMxfEmeSXjMFBnIK_5YuCXxEFstLTf9DtcGxdSDWHvqJeWiD2GZPvu-XFU8/s320/4.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />&nbsp;With every year we pray for increase <br />In influence and in reach<br />But perhaps a more important prayer <br />Is the prayer for long friendships<br /><br />If we hope to keep our relationships<br />And have our loved ones in our lives longer<br />Then we must also pray for the gift of kindness<br />To help us understand and love one another<br /><br />We may give expensive gifts <br />And spend a lot of time with one another<br />But these alone won't keep us together <br />Our continued relationship is enabled by kindness<br /><br /><blockquote>Kindness is a pathway to community</blockquote><p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-55599926950789292212024-12-25T00:34:00.006+01:002025-04-20T10:42:27.502+01:00Those We Want at Christmas<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-YV506_vdpkOWi-3NvcsSfW9db3SOmiWNQgiWpWsGyfLCx1CckDrq2tyugkTZtAzJssIhzoyBGYN9Wqv6mtAXstXHA990DWDTS2IuqkN7HJ_EjjivTrrr2QtD0XepASuikRt53B8p4fuNwQxJifBqxeU19yk957TowZtL7PMEOypAipCilG5YNN-Hmk4/s1080/2%20(2).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-YV506_vdpkOWi-3NvcsSfW9db3SOmiWNQgiWpWsGyfLCx1CckDrq2tyugkTZtAzJssIhzoyBGYN9Wqv6mtAXstXHA990DWDTS2IuqkN7HJ_EjjivTrrr2QtD0XepASuikRt53B8p4fuNwQxJifBqxeU19yk957TowZtL7PMEOypAipCilG5YNN-Hmk4/s320/2%20(2).png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;There are those we want with us at Christmas<br />Then there are those who can actually be there<br /><br />Though we long for the ones we miss<br />We treasure the gift of the ones who are here<br /><br />Though ornaments and decorations remind us<br />That the ones we cherish cannot be here<br /><br />We cannot but remember that these frills<br />Means the world to us because of them<br /><br /><blockquote>Merry Christmas Mama Bear.</blockquote></div><p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-62181485048243157792024-12-24T23:33:00.000+01:002024-12-25T00:14:55.635+01:00Christmas in the Mud<div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicR8CfebpSIQua82jeiPXcu1dzVByrN3P2MNsrgVXpw-D_kCanHyCQ1CAUyK3YjS8fFiN-7BejTiEadKGcuQTw4RUoAjSHiMu-G0R0IJvqUYwd4D8r0pDi-feiHcd4aPAXOLvUBIVDm6WH5E20eAYH_V5026LIb32q-Nmp_11sJVYAeHLi1xhqDxO9b6o/s1080/1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicR8CfebpSIQua82jeiPXcu1dzVByrN3P2MNsrgVXpw-D_kCanHyCQ1CAUyK3YjS8fFiN-7BejTiEadKGcuQTw4RUoAjSHiMu-G0R0IJvqUYwd4D8r0pDi-feiHcd4aPAXOLvUBIVDm6WH5E20eAYH_V5026LIb32q-Nmp_11sJVYAeHLi1xhqDxO9b6o/s320/1.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;Life is not perfect<br />And Christmas may not always be magic<br /><br />Even the Birth of the Savior<br />Was no straight road<br /><br />Animals in the delivery room (a barn!)<br />All of God in a manger (Animal's food container)<br /><br />So if life is a mess at Christmas<br />Hang in there and Muddle through<br /><br /><blockquote>Because what often lies beyond the mud <br />Is glorious and worth the struggle</blockquote></div><p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-90788151553872663132024-12-24T20:20:00.006+01:002024-12-24T23:31:10.316+01:00Not Alone... Not Now, Not Ever!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj-oHX48NzrnIDk1XlIorYkp8eS5wW3e17R4g18uGybtVoiBMCU9JhEgFhzkVTylNjL_55V8uE-gqZ5uSGIqJomRtliZp_v3Ivny3G-L2YDfAQWD96GLAdA52Uv4YUXh9jUI3i0yF1dFfxKx16IGCBdAeALjtxIdTRUnpbU3myo9uBbuzkpJuLAwSpDuu0" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> <img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj-oHX48NzrnIDk1XlIorYkp8eS5wW3e17R4g18uGybtVoiBMCU9JhEgFhzkVTylNjL_55V8uE-gqZ5uSGIqJomRtliZp_v3Ivny3G-L2YDfAQWD96GLAdA52Uv4YUXh9jUI3i0yF1dFfxKx16IGCBdAeALjtxIdTRUnpbU3myo9uBbuzkpJuLAwSpDuu0" width="400" /> </a> </div> <div></div> <p style="text-align: center;"> We all have responsibilities that can overwhelm us </p> <p style="text-align: center;"></p> <p style="text-align: center;"> And the World can be totally ignorant of how heavy that load is </p> <p style="text-align: center;"></p> <p style="text-align: center;"> But there lies within us an unlimited storehouse of strength and potential&nbsp; </p> <p style="text-align: center;"></p> <p style="text-align: center;"> Because within us there is a small voice whispering comfort to our spirits. </p> <p style="text-align: center;"></p> <p style="text-align: center;"></p> <div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote>Listen for it.</blockquote></div> <p></p> Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-21133932734831169162024-12-24T18:00:00.018+01:002025-04-20T10:41:20.639+01:00Christmas - Beyond Blue or Merry<div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjozyr3dtZfRkRxJdjvPhlVf8BSpDu3V3MejhWBtMdVmkcP1GUTRGGQ5sNwVvSfME_UnaINUJ-CORZFuS2s4eIwYAzE0m88XxV3UfwaPteWwNysybZrsuA-2rrXwcOcy3YjiJjaiffsM66JG_YzpM72qmUAHz8TbtWI041SxOy85cDr3jtj4KDGSgwBXgw/s1080/Gray%20Christmas.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjozyr3dtZfRkRxJdjvPhlVf8BSpDu3V3MejhWBtMdVmkcP1GUTRGGQ5sNwVvSfME_UnaINUJ-CORZFuS2s4eIwYAzE0m88XxV3UfwaPteWwNysybZrsuA-2rrXwcOcy3YjiJjaiffsM66JG_YzpM72qmUAHz8TbtWI041SxOy85cDr3jtj4KDGSgwBXgw/s320/Gray%20Christmas.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Most people think Christmas is either Blue or Merry.<br />We think Christmas is either Sad or Happy <br />And we forget other possibilities<br /><br />It's sad if we are 'lonely', 'scared' or 'lacking anything'<br />It's happy if we have hope, people, resources, strength, and health.<br />But that is not all Christmas can be.<br /><br />Yes it can be Blue <br />And Yes it can be merry<br />But it can also be purposeful and it can be a fresh start<br /><br />If you limit Christmas to a description of Blue or Merry<br />You miss all else that it can be.<br />And that will be really blue.</div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote>Christmas is not just happy or sad<br />It is also the birth of Great Purpose </blockquote></div><br /><p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-393509729633281712024-06-07T16:15:00.000+01:002024-04-12T16:20:34.415+01:00LITM - The Past is a Summation of Moments<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYvJxaTTXGDYoPkagCpQ2FX4pg1zsfNuDgHNOIYrJl7Fp3MVLFEp3lf0fOPsg2axLyykdvXdFbQTRYwiIlnyvEWtdAc9XZF13VPlXfl2VOV1dQVUfbPVkBsIr0qgBtfxeH9c6wfJrdVp6D8fV4bykJhPy27i4AZRgtCSwmSxL6cGgawSoJHpJnP5lQ/s1080/6.png"><img alt="You Can find Happiness Right Where You are , song lyric by Christopher Jackson Feat. Rachel House" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYvJxaTTXGDYoPkagCpQ2FX4pg1zsfNuDgHNOIYrJl7Fp3MVLFEp3lf0fOPsg2axLyykdvXdFbQTRYwiIlnyvEWtdAc9XZF13VPlXfl2VOV1dQVUfbPVkBsIr0qgBtfxeH9c6wfJrdVp6D8fV4bykJhPy27i4AZRgtCSwmSxL6cGgawSoJHpJnP5lQ/w320-h320/6.png" title="LITM - The Past is a Summation of Moments" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Our lives are a summation of moments<br />And not all moments are the same<br />There are sad moments and happy ones<br />And a whole spectrum of moments we cannot define<br /><br />We may not choose the moment we are in<br />Fate, people and circumstance may have the choice<br />Yet it is us who turn the tides of our moments<br />It is us who paints the picture that is seen<br /><br />Each moment may start out with a defined tone<br />And our responses to it may be limited<br />Yet we do have an option of responses<br />And good may become bad and bad may become good<br /><br />Every moment is a gift of some kind<br />Of experience, feeling or perspective<br />And sadness can become happiness' seed<br />A seed that is ours to nurture.</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Podcast</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Video </h3><h3 style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;Credits</h3><p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/s1080/11.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/w320-h320/11.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com</td></tr></tbody></table><br />&nbsp;<p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-30380589003532181262024-05-31T16:15:00.001+01:002024-05-31T16:15:00.117+01:00LITM - Embrace the Now<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjStTTvuwS6-Jlrnr5qJAy_bZ3xj47Zdi0Nst7Keiwpu5HPZX6viRnK2rSXWrxtWMuKemA-vR_IDSmkyVm5xdxpN_om0WgaU4rkGXFsmnLzNUrDnGFmFQ4CG5r_N-Qe6k-Kn3fi_TPMQyBIcw7JmQ3c-QgUaqrtmSiOMwl3QOCNyosgEURqBIb981UO/s1080/2.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjStTTvuwS6-Jlrnr5qJAy_bZ3xj47Zdi0Nst7Keiwpu5HPZX6viRnK2rSXWrxtWMuKemA-vR_IDSmkyVm5xdxpN_om0WgaU4rkGXFsmnLzNUrDnGFmFQ4CG5r_N-Qe6k-Kn3fi_TPMQyBIcw7JmQ3c-QgUaqrtmSiOMwl3QOCNyosgEURqBIb981UO/s320/2.png" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">Darkness is a shroud hiding truths<br />It is light's vacuum<br />It is what light leaves behind<br />It is a call to move forward<br />It is a call to find answers and meaning<br /><br />Darkness hints at possibilities<br />It demands that you face it head on<br />It demands that you the find light that once left<br />It demands that you Survive it<br />It demands to be known, understood and recognized<br /><br />Darkness should usher you to light<br />It should lead you to new colors and possibilities<br />It should teach you about yourself<br />It should help you find your strength<br />It should help you realize that <b>YOU </b>are the light.<br /><br />If darkness is your current experience<br />You should explore and discover where you are<br />You should explore and discover who you are<br />You should prepare your mind for another phase<br />You should <b>become the light in the dark</b>.</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Podcast</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Video </h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Credits</h3><h3 style="text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/s1080/11.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/w320-h320/11.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com</td></tr></tbody></table><br />&nbsp;<br /></h3>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-10393640953597883092024-05-24T16:15:00.000+01:002024-05-24T16:15:00.126+01:00LITM - Today is Yours<div style="text-align: center;"></div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmNDvLQT_PzsuBuLMGL71Cg0Dzs20FOXUzrRIrIhjXAuPDcs5wjTV3Bw9Uf4JjJ5-EuNa1nTLUyLxezfuWpWufHqcm3zhSazMCKMmwiJ3OJBpBZVzhfim6rClHs0RbE8UlKKCSoU7aJtY-paG21s7D4NcuPfUENhRAXUgWBg42FBS79jJG_KbsFEg4/s1080/3.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="We're Made for now, not tomorrow, song by Janet Jackson" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmNDvLQT_PzsuBuLMGL71Cg0Dzs20FOXUzrRIrIhjXAuPDcs5wjTV3Bw9Uf4JjJ5-EuNa1nTLUyLxezfuWpWufHqcm3zhSazMCKMmwiJ3OJBpBZVzhfim6rClHs0RbE8UlKKCSoU7aJtY-paG21s7D4NcuPfUENhRAXUgWBg42FBS79jJG_KbsFEg4/w320-h320/3.png" title="LITM - Today is Yours" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LITM - Today is Yours<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">It took a specific set of circumstances to plant you here<br />You could not have been born earlier or later<br />All the stars aligned to place you on planet Earth as now<br />So why do you think tomorrow is the only place meant for you?<br /><br />You are a creator who dreams and makes plans<br />Working hard to set each one in motion<br />You are convinced that your day is tomorrow when your plans actualize<br />Have you forgotten that your creative process started today?<br /><br />Your life and your day is everyday you are alive<br />Every breath you take now was meant for you<br />Everything you experience now is part of life's package for you.<br />But why do you assume that today is not your day?<br /><br />Tomorrow's experiences and gifts are for tomorrow<br />And if you are blessed enough to wake up tomorrow<br />You will still be made for yesterday and for today<br />Or have you met anyone who was already 100% assured of tomorrow?<br /><br />So make your plans and dream your dreams<br />Pray that you will be granted tomorrow<br />But today, live it and enjoy it.<br />For could those long gone from this world live in this moment?</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;Featured Podcast</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Video&nbsp;</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Credits</h3><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/s1080/11.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/w320-h320/11.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-77994352245958872332024-05-17T16:15:00.000+01:002024-05-17T16:15:00.228+01:00LITM - The Euphoria of Today<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZRQf6dgomMwiDD5kogenXTfl4Ccb6yaiOAPLvkgHWdOnpeOJ338jKTwFGyBtcpn7Jp_LiA_UgjLcF6AJe4V1tzv6r2434aK3CVr1OPy0H1lv9nDYPtCx_AT8koJuMcLC1DoXq9ckrZJfNI0XTMEf75Z9DEHirQwUcd6pVZvYJSYOyZ5lBrT8lufm/s1080/4.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="So just cool it, yeah try to relax. Song lyric by Phil Harris" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZRQf6dgomMwiDD5kogenXTfl4Ccb6yaiOAPLvkgHWdOnpeOJ338jKTwFGyBtcpn7Jp_LiA_UgjLcF6AJe4V1tzv6r2434aK3CVr1OPy0H1lv9nDYPtCx_AT8koJuMcLC1DoXq9ckrZJfNI0XTMEf75Z9DEHirQwUcd6pVZvYJSYOyZ5lBrT8lufm/w320-h320/4.png" title="LITM - Today's Euphoria" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LITM - Today's Euphoria</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">A thousand tasks to complete<br />Things to do and things to see<br />Goals to accomplish and milestones to reach<br />But stop for a moment and look back<br />Did you notice how things have changed?<br /><br />From one broken relationship to another<br />You dive into a new commitment <br />And ride the waves till it crescendos and breaks<br />But wait, find out what needs to change<br />Will you not protect your heart and give it time to heal?<br /><br />Savor what you worked so hard for<br />Let its taste fill your mouth <br />Let your nostrils take in the fragrance<br />Enjoy the euphoria of your achievements<br />Or will another take your well-deserved place?</p><p>&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Podcast</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Video&nbsp;</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Credits <br /></h3><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/s1080/11.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/w320-h320/11.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com</td></tr></tbody></table><br />&nbsp;<p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-1596113362473903292024-05-10T16:15:00.001+01:002024-05-10T16:15:00.124+01:00LITM - Live Fully Today<p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQeqAIpw4vLV8ZDAWV2I2sXy5nAtAa4jkJYUWZNx9vt8Y6M5lD7WY-9FEQdUj3LRvj2LccYMG5oSHOF1XG4sx4mDctDyV3gB70Tr_NlYLx_pYvWVoV7dQcbpa5ojc-pJlnsPrbZKXOLOGQVyg16fRGpamt7IUtYlNFCLsVrrOEN1a5snSEafHekRZC/s1080/5.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Here in this moment, your life is unfolding. Lyric from song by Funmi Ayinke titled the Journey" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQeqAIpw4vLV8ZDAWV2I2sXy5nAtAa4jkJYUWZNx9vt8Y6M5lD7WY-9FEQdUj3LRvj2LccYMG5oSHOF1XG4sx4mDctDyV3gB70Tr_NlYLx_pYvWVoV7dQcbpa5ojc-pJlnsPrbZKXOLOGQVyg16fRGpamt7IUtYlNFCLsVrrOEN1a5snSEafHekRZC/w320-h320/5.png" title="LITM - Live Fully Today" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LITM - Live Fully Today</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Tales will be told of the life we live<br />Whether we permit it or not<br />But I assume like me, you wish you could take a peek<br />Maybe see where this story leads or where it ends<br />Because we think if we know the end, then we can work towards it<br /><br />But life gives us very little clue in this regard.<br />It demands that we first live and then we see the end.<br />But I think that we can ourselves discover that end we want to know<br />Because every morsel of the life we live today<br />Is a big part of the end of the story that we long to know<br /><br />Since our living today is a part of our tomorrow<br />Let us strive to live fully today<br />Knowing that everything we do contributes to our end story<br />Let's be kinder, more loving and more considerate<br />And we will create a compelling story to read.</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Podcast</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Video&nbsp;</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;Credits</h3><p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/s1080/11.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/w320-h320/11.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com</td></tr></tbody></table><br />&nbsp;<p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-23.17235470548184 -31.7770443 36.221113305481836 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-55804487082179410742024-05-03T16:15:00.000+01:002024-05-03T16:15:00.345+01:00LITM - Get Familiar with Now<p>&nbsp;</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjws_ABv0ApmnVNAO-wL_-nkbwJNHnz5iz0AXK1eTK1Ozb8FJAS5BnJ5R01UzbHJtxHGE_to_NF7fq0J4UkqZbJzAVqXoLGf--fBA_Jkd3Dt82Mg79lVAWmyXLPst0A0Kn4KRd-2qfZBHsA-iUbtRY4Z4TIYJHgCtEJpzkpCeYqRfYyZELI0KCy5AZU/s1080/7.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Maybe now the doors are opening to a place that we've never seen, seeing things that we've never seen. Song lyric by Westlife from the song Starlight" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjws_ABv0ApmnVNAO-wL_-nkbwJNHnz5iz0AXK1eTK1Ozb8FJAS5BnJ5R01UzbHJtxHGE_to_NF7fq0J4UkqZbJzAVqXoLGf--fBA_Jkd3Dt82Mg79lVAWmyXLPst0A0Kn4KRd-2qfZBHsA-iUbtRY4Z4TIYJHgCtEJpzkpCeYqRfYyZELI0KCy5AZU/w320-h320/7.png" title="LITM - Get Familiar with Now" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LITM - Get Familiar with Now</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">It is okay to face something new<br />It is okay to break up with the familiar<br /><br />So if today's moments and experiences are unfamiliar<br />Embrace those moments and get familiar with them<br /><br />Because familiarity is a product...<br />The product of exposure to new experiences<br /><br />One day that moment of newness <br />Will become your past - Your familiar</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Podcast</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Video </h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;Credits</h3><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/s1080/11.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/w320-h320/11.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;<br /></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-50049784216517277612024-04-26T16:15:00.001+01:002024-04-26T16:15:00.126+01:00LITM - Allowances for Today<p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcQpTAIzGQkJGUtq1Y01r7YdY70RZVKUTwApSV5HiU_yrj9-ZZYiCTU8G1GpY631RPymQJWpTt9uw1RUc3HvuuCBGWveuoFIWh0fz1UlWutLtZntAl7BWs3W4KB-jTgmwHyvZsMcQ_NcqCmANNvDD4pDTxa2JctOCV4EWHF-uF74VsSdeUgztkOFYI/s1080/8.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="What about now? What about today? Lyrics by Westlife from the song What about now" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcQpTAIzGQkJGUtq1Y01r7YdY70RZVKUTwApSV5HiU_yrj9-ZZYiCTU8G1GpY631RPymQJWpTt9uw1RUc3HvuuCBGWveuoFIWh0fz1UlWutLtZntAl7BWs3W4KB-jTgmwHyvZsMcQ_NcqCmANNvDD4pDTxa2JctOCV4EWHF-uF74VsSdeUgztkOFYI/w320-h320/8.png" title="LITM - Allowances for Today" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LITM - Allowances for Today</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">We make allowances for the past<br />Concessions for the future<br />But what if we did the same for now?<br /><br />We forget most of yesterday's gifts<br />Reserve today's blessings for tomorrow's pleasure<br />But what if we made the most of today now - for today?<br /><br />We break up with the past<br />Pushing our dreams to a future date<br />But what if we seized the day for today's sake?<br /><br />We have to survive today, now.<br />Hoping that tomorrow and all of the future will be ours<br />But what if we had maximized yesterday - for yesterday's sake?<br /><br />Before it is too late<br />And while we make plans for tomorrow<br />Let's make allowances for today.</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Podcast</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Video&nbsp;</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Credits</h3><p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/s1080/11.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/w320-h320/11.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com</td></tr></tbody></table><br />&nbsp;<br /><p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2141248901394301595.post-56673599474591263002024-04-19T16:15:00.000+01:002024-04-19T16:15:00.122+01:00LITM - Do Not Skip Today<p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVG1H80FZKN0EqJ4GALW2LJCB-jJWtSZQyaX2gEYmEYFZRqS_IHe0TI0a3xV7RJkee5g3G-fhi2Ds9KfUR42Aa804LklND7JD55mV4fs_Ytg-Vbn1JME9knmXETGNguBcfj5MazkvHZP2UcAEViVj0rceJ0vtTVGDxoM5x2n0sUrrCzJaNi3NGTPPG/s1080/9.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="No matter where it's barren, a dream is being born. Lyrics by Boyzone from the song No Matter What" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVG1H80FZKN0EqJ4GALW2LJCB-jJWtSZQyaX2gEYmEYFZRqS_IHe0TI0a3xV7RJkee5g3G-fhi2Ds9KfUR42Aa804LklND7JD55mV4fs_Ytg-Vbn1JME9knmXETGNguBcfj5MazkvHZP2UcAEViVj0rceJ0vtTVGDxoM5x2n0sUrrCzJaNi3NGTPPG/w320-h320/9.png" title="LITM - Don't Skip Today" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LITM - Don't Skip Today</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;As you are going through it<br />As you feel the feelings<br />Your life is blossoming<br />Today is the start of something new<br /><br />Don't skip this moment<br />Don't give up on today<br />It is seeding your life<br />For a harvest that is coming<br /><br />Right here<br />Right Now<br />In this moment<br />Birth begins - if you let it</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Podcast</h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Featured Video </h3><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><h3 style="text-align: center;">Credits</h3><p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/s1080/11.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7C6LQc6a6YCv7saGYIVvRQo5HWK9l6N_wnUN9TMM0MudKkVAfiIC_q__LcR4oB2rNL_PDM_3NqFvsc1QnfvTJD_loqQS6QsFnnlns_bbjcEadHKIa0vA76eoyEkkINwBpitnaGhAp5cvINOYZERt8_2UWC_viPD5MyXKXIz8MZwEENq4tM_ZLbyd/w320-h320/11.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Live the Moments you have today because today is bound to become part of your past. Photos by Y-Boychenko on Vista.com</td></tr></tbody></table><br />&nbsp;<br /><p></p>Funmilayo Omowunmi Faladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14897845198191389725noreply@blogger.comLagos, Nigeria6.5243793 3.3792057-21.785854536178846 -31.7770443 34.834613136178845 38.5354557