The Daily Post Photo prompt Harmony.
Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Harmony is in the rhythm
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It’s One Of Those Dear Diary Days….
Today’s one of those days that I wake up questioning my madness once again. It’s 4.30 am and my mind was to toss the alarm clock under the bed.
My body felt heavy and I had a dull headache as if I hadn’t slept *well, some creatures were perambulating in my head as I was trying to get my beauty sleep* and I honestly felt like just getting the children to school in my nightwear and crawling back under my lovely duvet.
Excuse my French, I simply felt shitty! For so many reasons both known and unknown.
The primary thought on my mind is why on Earth am I grinding my teeth, determined to keep writing, when I can choose a nice calm career that might not require a lot of my mental faculties.
At this point I was beginning to think fleetingly that a career as a dog walker would be just fascinating and soothe my frazzled nerves.
The dogs will keep me in shape and amuse me as well, and I could tell my tales to them as they gaze at me in pure admiration. Madness.
I dragged myself into the steamy hot shower and allowed the water to cascade down for several minutes. It’s so soothing and blissful. It revs up my engine.
Jumping into my exercise gear, I dilly-dally on the computer a bit before waking the young’uns to get ready for school and breakfast.
Mind over matter, I kept muttering to my mind and mind won.
I hit the trail, poured out some sweat and the headache was lost in transit.
Now, I sit down here in Starbucks, checking out freelance opportunities and looking at people pass me by. It’s all good as I feel a lift in my spirit and I am thankful for the ability to literally drag myself by my boot straps and get going.
Indeed, there are days in our lives that are filled with such moments of misgivings, but when we sit and appreciate the little things that surrounds us and our well-being, the picture looks brighter.
Have you experienced one of such day’s recently? How did you handle it? I like learning new ways.
‘It will all end in praise.’
You can join Colline’s or Maria Jansson gratitude challenge platforms.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Frisbee Time…Wordless Wednesday.
Thank You!!
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In The Present Moment…
The Daily Post Photo prompt State Of Mind.
All taken at some point of yesterday. My present state of mind is filled with love for my family. Enjoying them and finding inner peace.
Midnight Motivation And Musings #18
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There are times when we are inadvertently hit by blows that destiny sends our way. Blows that we may never have been in a position to deflect, but one thing is that we can choose our attitude towards how the rest of our lives continues after these experiences.
Are we going to be stuck on the ‘Woe is me junction?’ Filled with bitterness and the bile of it all?
What purpose will that serve? None! Except building up the bile and angst, which is dangerous for our wellness and state of being.
Now, there are also incidents and hurts inflicted on us by others and we bear grudges the size of a mountain for them.
That’s giving someone rent free space in your head. Space that could be used for better things than dwelling on bitterness that takes us nowhere.
Forgiving them does not mean that you have forgotten the lesson learnt from the bitter experience, but it’s a way of setting yourself free.
Allowing these bitterness to dictate your life means that you will always remain in the victim mindset loop.
Cut yourself loose. Whatever it will take to get your life back, talk about it, cry about it, write about it, pray about it…..
….Set your heart free and get your life back.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
The Dreaded Phone Call…Friday fiction in five sentences.
She was on her way back to town when the call came in, her fingers slackened and the phone slipped, falling on the cobblestones with a thud, but she just couldn’t bend to pick it up as she stood rooted to the spot, her legs too heavy laden to move forward.
Staring unseeingly into the distance, tears filled Ellen’s eyes and brimmed over with a silent scream that tore through her head and her heart shattered in tiny bits.
She always knew that this day was coming, yet she wasn’t braced for it.
That single dreaded call, that she had prayed never to receive finally came.
……And the man died! Head bowed in deep grief, her knees buckled as she sank into bone-wracking wailing; like a wild animal, Ellen’s cry was not a pretty sight. She cried with all her being, but everyone who knew her understood why.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
My Writers Cold Feet…
This is my first attempt at Silver’s Writer’s Quote Wednesday and I shall dip my feet into the water with this quote that resonates with me.
‘Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom we can neither resist nor understand.’ George Orwell
I don’t know how many times that I have read this quote and I care not to count. All I know is that whenever I come across it, I nod my head vigorously.
When people are reading the written works of others, they have absolutely no idea the amount of drive, discipline, zeal, craziness and a whole myriad of emotions and actions that are invested in that work.
It is an arduous tiresome and thankless task, yet the muse in you will not let your mind keep quiet or sleep if you don’t put down those words.
Most times, writing short notes, stories, poems and essays are easier by far and more fun than writing a book.
Sometimes, I set off writing something and find myself surprised at where I ended up.
I have three manuscripts of novels at different stages sitting on my desk and staring malevolently at me and yet, some days it’s just a drag to get editing and working at it.
I have run around in circles to circumvent doing this painful task and I am running out of ideas.
One is at 95% completion, the other 70 and another at 50 percent and the characters in these books are ganging up and threatening my life with all sorts of things.
I am using the excuse that I am putting my poetry book together to stall them.
I know that there will be mutiny in the near future when the poetry book and the motivational books are done.
Maybe then, they will seize my clothes!
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
A Little Seed Sown…
It all starts with a little seed, that you plant, diligently tender and leave in the hands of the Lord of bounty to reward your efforts.
Last week, I applied for WordAds to be added to my blog since I am interested in earning a stipend for the hours that I am plugging away on this blog.
The initial feedback was a bit disconcerting for me. Basically, the response boiled down to the advice that I should go and wait and that they will get back to me if they find my stats satisfactory.
Given that my blog is a premium blog, for ads to be put in, you must have to meet a certain measure of traffic, which I presume is the general rule.
To cut a long story short, I went to sleep not to glad and I remember in my sleep, asking God to please not let my labour be in vain and reminding him of his words that a labourer is worthy of his wages.
To my delight, yesterday, I got a notification that my blog has been approved for WordAds and saw the ads placed on it.
It’s a gratifying moment for me and I am deeply thankful for this opportunity.
‘It will all end in praise.’
You can join Colline’s or Maria Jansson gratitude challenge platforms.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Midnight Motivations and Musings #13…
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I have been talking to people about ‘thoughts’ for days and I keep reiterating this thought process because a whole lot that we are and become lies within our thoughts.
Our thinking mind is our power house and like a fine machine that when it is properly oiled, serviced and tuned, it brings out the best that it has to give and will even yield outstanding results beyond what you thought was possible.
Keep servicing your mind in the right manner and you will find yourself not only pushing the boundaries of your goals, but exceeding your own expectations.
It’s all in the mind.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
a cooking pot and twisted tales 