Progress on my writing. Been writing consistently for some time now and have raked over 30,000 words on individual pieces. So proud of this achievement. One needs to build up on their craft as I keep saying, and no one else is going to push me like I would. What a life. Welcoming myself to adulting...
The girl is back to school with perfecting her craft. This is go time and a new level of honing in on the skills I already have but want to better. Currently self enrolled in a number of classes and have to be self-disciplined in being consistent and dedicated to the process.
First thing is music. There are so many places to start from. I've always been a person to write lyrics and then make the music afterwards but finally I'm doing it the other way round. I have so much to say and a bonus is the fact that making beats is actually an easy process.
I love art but it's important to be dedicated and practice consistently. No more can one rely on raw talent alone.
Life can be so ordinary when we don't have the will to improve it. It can be so boring when you find yourself repeating cycles, asking why this occurs frequently.
I've been in the process of closing cycles and chapters and in the process of returning to myself for good.
Some of us seek homes in other people, but they eventually lead us back to ourselves. I see now, that my home has always been thebomb.com but was convinced otherwise because I was different. Now I see my difference protects me. I'm happy to be who I am. I've never been unhappy about it, outsiders were and that just pushed me closer to my purpose. I never had to change, I only had to be myself authentically and risk those around me to flee. That will always be worth it because I'm perfect standing on my own.
I've always stood alone anyway. Now I'm owning it and standing on business. Greatness cannot be destroyed or diminished when it's a calling to be so.
They say things don't happen to you. It happens for you, and I believe that. I believe certain events are meant to break us open to new versions of ourselves or reunite us with versions of ourselves we suppressed to survive.
I feel so different. Empty but full; lighter but heavy with emotions I haven't allowed myself to feel in so many years. I'm returning to myself and writing so much more. I've found the version of me I was looking for in my writing. I can't stop churning words and reading my old work. I've found myself again. My soul loves words, especially as speaking my truth has been a problem for a long while. I have never faltered in writing what I feel explicitly and bluntly. If I cannot use the sword in my mouth, I will use the sword in my hands. This is just a reminder of how much I've closed old chapters. There is nothing for me back where I came from. I'm moving forward to the future.
Just wait till I get back to music.
I'm grateful for the Tower moment that was this year and the immense realisation of my worth. I became aware of the numerous evil souls in my life that harboured secret animosity towards me and didn't wish me well. I'm not sick enough to attach myself to people I don't like so I can devalue them and sabotage their life. I'm not an evil spirit.
So much of who we become is based on how we're raised and I remember being forced to become someone with no boundaries so I could give access to lowly souls that sought to suppress and oppress as those responsible for me never wanted me to fulfil my highest potential.
This is why I believe in spiritual warfare and are extremely wise on the topic of evil spirits, as I've been unfortunate to commune with them in large numbers. I'm grateful that chapter of my life is over, and I believe karma will be delivered in due time. On my end, I will focus on expanding the light they tried to snuff out, becoming extremely successful and exposing the evil I endured in my life up to my final moment of breakthrough.
The world hasn't seen or heard anything yet.
Writing again. I'm genuinely gifted at it and are awed by the story I've been working on for years. I have serious work to do.
Not me deciding to return to Photography & serious writing. Resurrecting Wonuola Lawal and I'm so here for it.
If I am to return back to basics, I believe both the world and I will not be ready.
Tapping into full greatness over here.
Watch this space baby!
"Why expect to experience a love that is tame when you are destined for love as wild as you are?
Free, with little inhibitions, going the distance, taking form into whatever shape it decides to be.”
I want to return to songwriting and music production again. I believe now is the right time, especially as I've loosened my throat, gained self autonomy and have nothing to lose.
I feel I've waited lifetimes for this moment, but it's finally here. I just want to sing and make music that I need to hear.
I'm writing again and I came across poems I wrote months ago and they really speak to me. I ended up reading and re-reading them. They are almost like spells. I found myself not wanting them to end as they apply to my life currently. That always happens, but I'm writing again.
When you surrender, and really trust, your miracles will find you.
Embody blind faith and let God surprise you.
Practice embodying the energy of attaining your desire.
"It's okay to be surprised by the universe.
You don't have to be in control."
I will not change for anyone's approval.
I feel nurtured when I feed myself, I feel lack when I don't.
At the end of each day I can feel how much I nurtured myself
By how much food lies in my throes.
When I eat, I feel my inner child cuddle me
But when I'm hungry I feel my joint calling me.
In that moment I have a choice:
To eat or to starve.
Love isn't changing yourself for someone to love you (better or at all).
Love is staying in your authenticity and amplifying your uniqueness,
For it attracts the right person to love it all.
Fear has taught me that although it exists, I can still act on inspired action while feeling it.