Blessing Around

 It's a Tuesday morning, I am running late for a final exam. I had stayed up all night preparing for it since Monday evening. Towards the early hours of Tuesday morning, close to about sunset, mental fatigue started to get the better of me. I caved in and considered taking a power nap since at this point, I could not absorb any more information. I remember closing my eyes and laying down, then springing up at half past eight. My exam was at nine o'clock, and commuting to the venue of the exam would take me an hour.  If ever there was a case of self sabotage in my life, I was convinced that this was it. All the questions were going through my mind about how I got myself into this situation. I went through the twelve stages of grief in twelve minutes, due to the fact that I was running late and I was low on time. It was really one of those mornings that I couldn't wait for to end.  As I was convening with myself, I found it so tempting to call myself...

 During a physics lesson, my teacher taught me a valuable lesson. He taught me that somethings can only be learnt by experience. To put it in his own words, " You may be smarter than me, but I have been under the sun longer than you." It's a lesson I remember much clearer than a lot of the concepts of physics I learnt those two years. I am humbled  by it because it shows me that there are a lot of things I do not know. Which helps me to draw from those with more experience at this thing called life.  There sure are a lot of ways of acquiring knowledge. Books, podcasts, masterclasses or even using artificial intelligence now. It never does quite measure up to learning from experience. We can theorize and speculate about matters all we want, but unless we get out and do it, can we have say that we have mastered a subject. The beauty about learning in action is that we do not have to always get it right all the time. This being that some of the lessons we gain th...

"  There is nothing better for a person than that he should eat and drink and find enjoyment in his toil."  Ecclesiastes 2:24 ESV.  I recently joined the workforce and just being constrained to a place of work, just takes up so much time, without even getting into the costs of the physical and mental efforts that go into having to work. I think it's about a third of your time that you spend on your occupation, at times we even see more of our work colleagues than we see our own family members. I'm immensely grateful to be in a working environment that is cheerful an pleasant, when considering how much time I get to spend there.  Going off a tangent on the topic of work. When I began my efforts in pursuit of a job I had to open a LinkedIn account. This being a social media platform of sorts it's nearly unavoidable to compare oneself to  others on the platform. This is also fueled by the fact that human resource personel actually do look at y...

   For about the first four years of human life, we do not have the ability to tell apart dreams from reality. It's as though we were living through a Christopher Nolan film when we are toddlers. Perhaps that could be one of  the reasons why children sometimes say the most absurd things. We are all familiar with living with distorted realities at this point.  Our brains deceive us very well. It could be a cognitive bias from past trauma that makes one uncomfortable around certain colours or odors. At times our brains shut out sensory information to avoid an overload. This is one of the many preset functions our bodies have in order to survive. It happens at the cost of discarding portions of the truth that surrounds us.  As someone who spends time in their head for lengths of time. When I also acknowledge that the organ that I use to think, and understand the world around me is not as objective as it seems to be, it leaves me wondering. D...

 Synergy in my relationships is such a treat. Getting to the point of understanding each other and reaching resonance, is blissful. There's something almost indescribable about functioning as a unit in accord. It's as when Paul the apostle describes the church, being a singular body made up of different functioning parts, to serve the same purpose. This is a thing of beauty, however, it does not happen very easily. It takes plenty of communication to get there. To be on the same page means that all the parties involved must be on the same chapter and section of the book. This information has to be shared clearly and concisely. The way I have it figured out is that there are two parts to establishing being in tandem. Intentions and expectations have to be clearly understood and communicated.  Intentions  help to assess and identify what is being offered in the agreement . This aids in figuring out what contributions a person is willing to make. Expe...

There are no two snowflakes that are the same, or so I have heard. A fact I am more confident in is that no two people have the same fingerprint. Billions of us on this planet each of unique in our own way, which is the commonality that we have, the idiosyncrasy we each possess. This makes the concept of unity that much more beautiful as we all don't have to be uniform to be in harmony. Rather we can much like be a symphonic choir, each person being a different instrument, but when brought together creating wonderful melodies.   Being in different environments at times, I have become more aware of how different I am. Whether it's cultural, faith, or appearance, to name a few things. When I step out of my cultural echo chambers or my bubbles of similarity,it becomes so apparent what it is that, I do and do not subscribe to. It has me wondering with all the globalisation going on, which direction we are moving towards. We all pretty much use the same platforms online...

  David Goggins once said, ''You have to build calluses on your brain just like how you build calluses on your hands. Calluses your mind through pain and suffering. ''. I do not completely subscribe to his philosophies, but there's just something that I cannot deny, about how he goes about issues to do with grit. We often make commitments in the heat of the moment, without counting the cost. It could be that you were up late, and a sudden burst of inspiration leads you to want to prepare for a marathon. I applaud such convictions, but what lies between you and the finish line is discipline and consistency.  I've found myself in a similar situation, there's a somewhat herculean task I have set before myself. This is a PSA (public service  announcement). I am embarking on a challenge. I have coined it blogtober. I will be undertaking a writing exercise where for everyday of the month of October I will be publishing a blogpost. Much like trying to run a maratho...

 Spring  This is where the cycle starts, feel free to cycle back here again. A new bud and a sigh of relief, as I see that germination is happening, after the dormant quite of the winter. This time of the year reminds me of the newness of life, there are many small things that can surprise one, if you look in the right place. As I observe the plants around me, the ones in my care and those that are not, I'm stirred to believe in life's second chances, and to hold out for the vibrancy of life. I guess the word I am looking for is hope, eventually something positive sprouts and blossoms. It may take a bit of patience and perseverance, just like that seedling I was waiting for, all it takes is for the conditions to change. Just an increase in temperature and a bit of water, and it's as though the sprout was there all along. Whatever it is that you may have planted in faith, is slowly growing under the dirt you piled over it, you may not see the bud now, just give i...

In the field of data and statistics there's a concept called the curse of dimensionality. This is when the information about an object one is observing becomes too complex. Basically when there's too much information, processing that information becomes difficult, time consuming and costly. The task or question at hand is to figure out how much information to exclude for the sake of being able to make calculations with ease.  When the matter is translated to the field of art, there seems to be a question I have pondered on. Is it possible for one to be too creative ? To be so imaginative that it turns into a curse. The norm in the creative world is that the sky is the limit. People are applauded for forming new ways to express their emotions and tell stories. How does something so positively affirmed in its domain turn to be an artist's bane? If simplicity is the make of genius, then complexity must be that of a madman. What I mean is that as a creative for your...