Inspiration - Motivation · mental health · Musings

Give it Time.

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Right about now, there could be things in your life that you’re sorely disappointed and unhappy about. Things that are delayed. Things that don’t seem fair. Things that fell apart. Things that hurt. Numerous things…

You have done everything as right as you think you can do them, yet the results are not adding up. You simply don’t understand why things cannot be different for you especially when you look at your contemporaries who appear to have it better.

Listen up, don’t give up hope on your life and yourself. The alternative to giving up hope is too despairing to think about.

Just like time moves forward, keep pushing forward albeit ensure that your race is run with God.
One day for sure, you will look back with understanding and say “now it makes sense.”

Some of these things had to happen. They had to say no; the person had to leave, Judas had to betray Christ, Joseph’s brothers had to throw him nnto the pit; that door needed to be shut; the storm had to pass through etc.

As life is not a linear journey, things often go wrong, before they go right. Even when it doesn’t make sense, God’s hands are ordering your steps, and all things will turn out for your good.

Give it time.

Inspiration - Motivation · mental health · Self Help

Stop the needless waiting now!

Time is ticking past.

How can you go through life postponing being happy and waiting for all the right situations to happen before you can feel happy? Here’s the sad news. The government will always consist of unconscientious and shitty people. Life will never truly balance. Things may never align perfectly at every point in time which therefore means that your wait is wasted effort.

However, the good news is that every new day we open our eyes presents fresh choices and chances and reasons to be happy. Life can be likened to a busy airport terminal, where happiness arrives and departs around the clock. The likelihood is that the opportunity to be happy has already arrived and probably departed whilst you were so busy fussing over your excess luggage. Most times, joyful, happy moments are right in front of you, but your mindset is unable to shift for you to notice and appreciate it because you are stuck on all the negative things going on around you.

Irrespective of all that may be going on around you, you can truly feel happier, be more productive, attract success, manifest your dreams and enjoy yourself whilst at it. Yes, it is not easy. It requires a lot of intentionality, and purposefulness, but when you shift your focus and the way you think, your perspective changes. When shift happens, your life changes. So, let’s keep getting our shift together.

mental health · Musings

Is IT still ‘Happy New Year?’

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Hello there,

Is it still okay to say Happy New Year, given that the barrage of eventful incidents around the world already makes the year feel prematurely hectic?
Nonetheless, I would still like to wish a Happy New Year to you and your loved ones. I hope you had a fairly decent Christmas and New Year holidays?
Personally, I had a good one, and I am thankful for that. The tail-end of December 2024 saw several fatal plane crashes and 2025 began with the mayhem of a terrorist attack on New Year’s Eve.
I am not sure I will ever understand how any human becomes so evil-minded that they construe despicable ways to harm others needlessly. Severe mental ill-health aside, it takes another level of twisted mind and depravity for anyone desire and to meticulously plan on how to carry out certain nefarious acts.
The total disregard for the sanctity of human life in today’s world makes one wonder. What manner of diabolical pleasure drives such people? How did they become like this? So many questions swirl in my head and leaves me feeling sad at times that such people exist alongside those who simply want to live their lives happily and peacefully.

I sincerely pray that the rest of the year brings better tidings and brighter days for every single one of us and that the year 2025 is indeed a happy and prosperous one. My condolences to the families affected by these tragedies and may the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace.

Blogging · mental health · Musings · Poetry/Poems

In My Head…

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He whispers.

planting ugly seeds

of despair,

 

a cacophony

from the messenger

 seeking to take refuge

 

in my head.

 

I whisper back,

not today, Satan!

never ever!

 

My whisper, more like a roar,

reverberates in my soul,

leaving shivers running from my tippy toes.

 

to my head.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

kindness · Life · mental health · Musings

DON’T BRING WREATHS WHEN I AM DEAD…

You may not be able to make all the difference, but the little that you do can make a lot of difference.”

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Why do we have to wait for someone to die before we let them know how much we appreciate them and how much they mean to us. Why do we have to wait for someone in our lives to die in the midst of their struggles before we realize that maybe there’s something we could have done to make their lives a little bit better, even if what we can do is only in small measures.

A lot of times we shy away from helping others because we are so caught up the quicksand or miry bog of our own issues and life’s challenges that we lose patience with anyone else who comes to us with their problems. We love success stories but never the messy journey that led to the success, and sadly, if someone is not a ‘success’ based on parameters set by society, they often get lost and forgotten in the midst of a crowd.

In this week alone, I have come across posts of people’s passing – known and unknown – some were under very pathetic circumstances and caved under the weight of their struggles.

You don’t have to do so much to make a difference in someone’s life today. Let those you care about know how much you do care about them. Buy them flowers whilst they still live and not a bogus wreath to place on their tombstone or shallow grave when they are no longer there.

Creative Writing · depression · mental health · Poetry/Poems

Silently Loud…

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The silence in her life

rang like a loud bell

she wanted no one to hear.

The raging loneliness

sank into her bones

solace became one with her

she no longer knew 

how not to be alone

 

The need to end her pain

beckoned in a beguiling manner

to succumb; an option she pondered.

 

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha 2022

Humans · mental health · Nature · Philosophy of Life · Poetry/Poems · Wellness

across the bridge…

as we laid
your body down
and you crossed the bridge

to the other side

the airy wind
blew it’s gentle breeze
around us, it flowed

to the other side

a lone tear
escaped my eyes
racing to my mouth

I had promised
that I would
stop crying

but the calmness
of the air
reminds of your gentle ways

when will we
see you again, if ever,
my heart is pained.

For you my dear friend – departed – I wish not to say. May your soul find rest after all the pain. May you know peace and may your wings continue to flap gently in the wind. I see your smile. Though we know that none of us will get out of here alive, that death is part of life, yet, its sting is never lessened.

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kindness · Life · mental health · Musings

Soft. hard.

No.

They look tired.

They seem hardened.

Some look utterly exhausted.

Beaten, bumped and scarred.

by life.

Physically and emotionally…

drained.

I pray peace for them.

a warm, soft and safe place

to lay their weary hands and heads.

mental health

Monday’s Mental Chatter…

This excerpt is from my mental chatter.

The Voice: “You try to cover up your true self to appear acceptable to others.  You make it seem like you’ve got it all together when most times you are falling apart silently. Why do you put on that costume of gaiety and false calm, hoping that others are not suspicious of the truth that lies behind this facade of positivity and courage, of the turbulence that brews beneath your seeming still waters…”

Me: “Shussh! I hiss in disgust at The Voice. By the way, you are free to mutter all you want and to state your unfounded opinions, you don’t get to tell me what to do.”

Does this sound familiar to anyone? Oh well, I must say that a lot of times we have to hold on to our facade to survive the onslaught of another day. As a supposedly intellectual being and an educated mind, I am learning to entertain the many voices that forage in my mind without accepting their submissions. I daresay that each of us wears a costume; either of gaiety or otherwise and whichever outfit you may don as your outer appearance, never lose the authentic you.