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Thoughts and Tales…A Lifestyle Blog with a Zing.
I’ll take the admiration lenses off humans and turn it to the dogs. In this instance, it’s literally gone to the dogs.
Dogs are such intelligent, warm, loving and loyal creatures. They make good friends and listeners too.
I could write a long story, but I’ll just leave a few of my dog-watching pictures where two dogs are admiring each other 🙂
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© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Admiration, The Daily Post Photo Prompt
This is a post swap between Linda and I. Be sure to visit her end and read my own little naughty side 😉
We get to share a short story of each others childhood escapades.
Now, this is called collaboration and we should do more of such things in this space.
Linda’s one of my favourite bloggers in this space and if you haven’t been to Nutsrok, then you, my friend are so seriously missing out on very good chuckles and charming company.
She always has me in stitches and appreciative of life. Her real-life recounts on her growing up years is worth a movie and I don’t exaggerate.
It was impossible to tell what would land me in trouble when I was a little kid. Mother was impossible to please.
We had a new kitten. I found a kitty surprise in the baby bed and knew for a fact Mother wouldn’t be happy, so I went into the kitchen and got Mother’s salad tongs.
She didn’t use them a lot. I picked up the kitty surprise with the tongs and flushed it down the toilet.
The cat poop had been nice and dry and didn’t leave a mark on the clean sheet. Pleased with myself for being helpful, I tossed the salad tongs in the sink and went on my self-satisfied way, without even bragging on myself.
In a few minutes, Mother called me. I found her examining the tongs, critically, looking and sniffing. “Did you use these tongs?”
Proudly, I answered, “Yes, Ma’am. The cat gee-geed in the baby bed and I cleaned it up for you!” I waited humbly for her praise.
You’d have thought I broke a what-not like I had a few times!
“You cleaned up a cat mess with my kitchen tongs and put them back in the sink. Look at the mess left on here! Do you want that on your food? That’s filthy. I’m going to wear you out!”
She got the fly swat and flapped my bottom three times. I hardly felt it, but I was deeply offended at her ingratitude.
She never caught me cleaning up cat gee-gee again with kitchen tongs or anything else.
‘Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you’ll look back and realize they were the big things.’ Robert Brault
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Whatever it is that he’s saying, must be delightful. Keep her smiling 😉
I certainly like the glitter Ronovan scattered on our path this week. Life’s too short not to have some bling in it 😉
She’s a diamond of the first water.
Even the older ladies admired
her flawless, pearl smooth and glowing skin
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Clear cut carats of real diamonds sparkled
on her gold based crown
mixed with countless mother of pearl seeds.
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© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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‘PLEASE KEEP SENDING IN THE LINKS.’
Today’s featured blogs are:
Marriage and old appliances: This is the most refreshing, chuckle-worthy post that I’ve read on marriage in the past seven Sundays. Enjoy 🙂
Secrets silence This is exquisite to listen to!
Secrets of 1,000 lifetimes An evocative, blissful poem that makes you want to know the secret of a thousand lifetimes.
Intercepted Have you been following Curse breaker with me? Each twist and turn offer sharp turns, vivid descriptions and unexpected intrigue.
Walking through Central park this walk is just so blissful. A beautiful thing to do often.
10 essentials you need to pack Summer is knocking on the door and I know that you are itching to answer that door. Now take a look this way and see what’s in vogue. It’ll be worth your time 😉
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© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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I could go on and on about this particular thought because I have so much to say, but I will just leave a few lines.
There are people who live with the constant victim mentality that it does appear that everything seems to be about them.
No doubts, there are those who have been grossly victimised, but what matters most is how they address these issues that face them.
Do they use these challenges as a ladder to rise out of their situation or do they lie their minds down like a mat and allow the aggressor to walk all over them?
The sad reality is that the World is just what it is. It’s not going to change for you because as long as there’s mankind, there will always be those who don’t care about hurting others.
Rather, you will be the one to change your way of thinking and rise out of that slavery mentality that envelopes your mind.
Once you rise out of such thoughts and break free from victim mode, you actually defeat your aggressor by no longer lending him/her free room in your life.
©Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Everyone deserves to love and be loved and true love first starts with you.
Loving yourself and accepting that you are whole and worth it, is not being self-centered.
You should know that you are enough without expecting someone else to complete you. It’s a fallacy to anticipate that. No one can complete another.
They can only complement what you already have, thus when you feel inadequate, your sense of inadequacy emanates from within and this is not something that someone else can fix.
What happens when they are no longer there or when they fail to fulfil all your expectations?
How long will someone else have to patch you up?
When will you realise that you are worth loving you for you?
If you are unable to love yourself for your own sake and treat yourself appropriately, then it will be difficult to cascade a non-existent blessing to someone else, for it’s really out of what you’ve got that you can give others.
God’s love is free and without encumbrances.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
If I was an arrow, what would I hit?
Would I kill the beast or fall short
Would the string be pulled to guide me straight?
Or would I break in the fall?
If I was a tree where would I stand?
My supports the ground, yet it’s all just sand
My roots grow down to try and keep
Me from falling, into the deep
If I was a song, would I be sung, If I was a story would I be read?
If I follow the line the world chose for me, would I be truly safe and free?
Or when I have my dying breath, would all I trust be for nought
On this earth, I now stand
My path I must choose
The guide I pick will either lead me home
Or torment me when I’m in the deep
If I was a rose, would I be proud
My colours glowing my petals open
Or would I whither and fade away
To join the litter on the ground.
If I was a cloud,
where would I go
would I cause rain, cause the snow
Or in the pushing winds float far away
Until at last I fade
By myself I am weak,
I have no strength inside of me
Its strength in the Lord keeps me going
He’s my bowman, he’s my roots
If I was a rose, I’d chose to open
Displaying his colours for the world to see.
Poetry credit: James Patmore
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I love the blooming flowers and the cheery mood on people’s faces. There’s something very pretty about this season, even if we are all sneezing in my house at this point in time.
I appreciate that it’s not yet baking hot which is a condition synonymous to the Middle East and as such, I am still taking advantage of the airiness of the outdoors and spending as much time as I can before it all changes.
I am quite thankful for the connections that I have made in this space.
Some bloggers have extended their hands of fellowship way beyond my expectations this past week in their show of kindness to me.
To you dear Dehan Taylor and Tasha , I say thank you.
Both of you might not see what you’ve done as much, but it means a lot to me.
I sincerely appreciate your care and can only leave this word of blessing for you, ‘as you show love to those around you, you pave way to your own greatness.‘
I hope that you are thankful for something today. You can join Colline’s or Maria Jansson gratitude challenge platforms.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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