I wonโt stop myself from writing about you, even if itโs just for me. To wax poetic is the last thing Iโll let you take from me
Iโll explore this.
Iโm open to opening up again but only when itโs time
Next time I wonโt underestimate myself Iโll keep guard of my heart and never let it down Iโll never let myself down.
But thanks for showing me there is some warmth I hold inside, A fuzzy excitement when my phone rings after I finally save your number
Or a good morning text that I never hoped to see until now A how was your day as we share mundane details
Youโve shown me I can want it again Though I wish it could be between us I see for the best, it shouldnโt be
And thatโs okay with me.
This boundary is for the good of us both. Access denied to Mr Unintentional, thanks for your company.
You asked me twice if I love myself To which I replied yes So you shouldโve expected me to say letโs not do this again
And if you didnโt I guess you were never really listening, it was one of my reservations after all.
Today was hard because I wanted to hear & see you But deprived of that, I see what I do need; a firm separation from you.
I rushed that.
Letโs just say, I pray for strength โwhenโ you call me again may my memory never fade and my self-certainty remain and remind me to never give you another chance no matter what my heart says
I want to get as close as I can to understanding why Iโm endlessly touched by some things I hear. So here is my care playlist, and why I love the songs so much.
Deeper โ Israel Houghton
Lord I reach for you, lead me to Your heart//Close enough to feel the cadence of Your heart//Break my heart with the things that break Your heart.
Most mornings, I wake up with the first line in my head. Sometimes I reach my arms up, as if Iโm about to be lifted out of bed. I feel peace when I hear the instruments at the beginning. To feel the cadence of Godโs heart represents closeness to me.
I often lose sight of what is important and must remind myself of the importance of focusing on God. I pray to see things the way He sees them โ to have an undoubtedly better perspective of life; one that causes little harm and leaves as much space for grace and love as possible. This song is spirit-filled. When I feel frantic, the intro is enough to calm me and bring me peace. It was on my On Repeat playlist for seven months!
Be Still โ Travis Greene
Chasing your ambition, try your best to be the next star. But if itโs the attention that you really want, then I already know who you are, and I love you that way.
I would be in denial if I said I donโt seek validation from people. I like hearing that Iโm doing well, especially if I already believed that about myself. But sometimes I end up chasing perceptions of myself rather than being content in who really am. And adhering to these perceptions often feels like a form of attention-seeking, for I believe itโs possible to focus on my race in an effort to have people notice this focus and admire me, even from afar. This is something I would like to grow out of.
This song reminds me that the only thing I should aspire towards is God โ trusting in and loving him, as to chase my ambitions is often to lose sight of the beauty of my present โ which is full of things that I prayed for. I end up asking myself where my gratitude is.
While trying my best to be the next โstarโ, God is by my side, where He has always been, telling me that He already knows who I am! If I have that validation, I shouldnโt be seeking any more anywhere else. God is all I need. I remind myself that I am enough, no matter what stage I am in life.
Sometimes I need to be still and appreciate now, with God, who loves my good and bad, rather than carving out a life that exists only to please others and be a star in their eyes.
Alright โ Ledisi
Itโs alright.
I have to say to myself; calm down Adefela, itโs alright! You may notice that as a running theme in my posts. Aside from reassuring anyone reading, I am reassuring myself. I always forget that things will be okay. This song reminds me. Its magic lies in the fact that every time I play it, the words feel brand new. Thatโs what I need to hear.
Most of the lines in the verses end with โโฆbut itโs alright.โ and I feel to apply that to my own life. After airing out my fears and frustrations, I pray to end with โbut itโs alrightโ. Because that is true.
As I always say, it was fine, it is fine, and it will always be fine. I strive to caveat my assessments of life with the fact that itโs alright.
Babe Truth โ Gaby Duran
Iโd be damned if I let these nerves get the best of me //All timing is divinely in alignment and all I could do is my best//Those nerves canโt get to you, unless you let them in, babe donโt let it outweigh. Donโt wait for the remedy, you got everything, you donโt need anythingโฆ donโt overcomplicate it.
Thereโs a balance for me to find between relying on God and showing up for/relying on myself. The Horse, The Man & The Son by Chief Ebenezer Obey says: do your best and leave the rest. What I focus on here is doing my best. Itโs my responsibility to work to the max, pushing as hard as I can and leaving the rest to powers above me. But I have to do my best. I just have to.
This song gives me strength when I am anxious about something thatโs requiring a lot of me. When I question whether I’ll be strong enough to get through something, I remember that I shouldnโt let those nerves in, and I shouldnโt let them control me. I have everything I need inside of me; my own abilities and God. That will always be enough.
I misheard babe donโt let it outweigh and for a while thought it said they donโt light our way. I like both versions. Donโt let the nerves outweigh the peace, and donโt let them light your path. Instead, l should let hope light my way, not anxiety. For if it were anxiety, I would be scared to move forward. If it were hope, all Iโd want to do is move forward. So, I will move forward.
The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill โ Ms. Lauryn Hill
Deep in my heart, the answer it was in me. And I made up my mind to define my own destiny.
I try to focus on the value of whatโs inside of me. This includes what I was born with, and what I learn and nurture daily. My love for this song is self-explanatory; perhaps I shouldnโt rely on anyone but myself and God, who lives inside of me, (hence my answer being inside) to define my destiny. I shouldnโt let blame take over my mind, shifting responsibility to everything but myself.
My biggest battle with this is to not be overly self-dependent, and to ask for help when need it. Thatโs a balance I am still finding.
Regardless, strength builds up inside me when listen to this song. When I was unsure of who I was and what I wanted, the answer was inside of me. When I was low and confused and lost, my answers were inside of me. And they still are. All I ever had to do was pay attention to myself and listen to what my heart identified as my truths, both ugly and beautiful. As I wake these answers up, I define my own destiny because I’m learning about who I am and using that knowledge to steer me down the path that was always meant for me. Now I’m understanding what’s mine!
Itโs time to step out on faith, I gotta show my face //Strength, courage, and wisdom, itโs been inside of me all along.
Intelligence is one of my biggest insecurities. I donโt want people to think Iโm dumb. At some point I realised this was more of a projection if anything; I simply didnโt believe that I was smart. Any achievement I had didnโt mean anything to me, nor did affirmations from others. When I had exams this year, my battle with intelligence was tougher than it had ever been. It was close to a certain exam when this song came on shuffle and just like The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill, it revealed to me that strength, courage and wisdom are inside of me and have always been. Wisdom has always been inside of me.
The battle to genuinely believe this is scary, and for too long I’ve let this battle tell me that I’m not smart. But instead of cowering away as I have always done, I had faith that I could feel as intelligent as I have always desired, and I showed my face, because it mattered to me. I turned up, I tried, and I fought against the thoughts telling me that what I knew wasnโt enough. I kept listening to this song until I finally believed it. My answers are inside, and so is my wisdom. I got an A in that exam.
God Morning โ Natalie Lauren
Today I will show up for myself.
This links to Strength, Courage and Wisdom. Simply put, no one can be relied on to constantly show up for me. But as long as I am living, I have a chance to show up for myself. If I gave someone the responsibility to do something for me and they didnโt do it, I would be sad that they didnโt show up for me. They had one job, why couldnโt they just do it? I realised that if I had the right to be mad at them, I had the responsibility to not do it to myself. Why should I tolerate letting myself down when I donโt tolerate others letting me down? Do I not care about myself and my dreams?
I say, the least you could do is show up for yourself, Adefela. So now, I do. Sometimes doing this is hard because I am human, but itโs still at the back of my mind. Get out of bed when I donโt feel like it: show up. Self-care when I feel sad and need a refresh: show up. Pray when I feel like no one is listening to me: show up. Reply that email because itโs for my own good: show up. Chase my dreams because other people are chasing theirs and itโs not their responsibility to look out for mine: show up.
Victory โ Janelle Monae
Today I feel so troubled deep inside, I wish the tears would roll back in my eyes. Will I rise? Iโll keep singing songs until the pain goes.
Expression is special with this song as on this occasion, I was unable to express what I was feeling. But I realised that my heart was singing when I pressed play. This song played out of it, as if each beat was a note. Itโs an experience Iโd never had before, and Iโm glad that I now have access to it. This poem explains it better: When will I cry.
Thatโs it! My care playlist.
Deeper – Israel Houghton
Be Still – Travis Greene
Alright – Ledisi
Babe Truth – Gaby Duran
The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill – Ms. Lauryn Hill
Strength, Courage and Wisdom – India Arie
God Morning – Natalie Lauren
Victory – Janelle Monae
If Iโm listening to these songs Iโm probably in my feelings, which is most of the time. But thatโs okay! These songs bring peace, clarity, solution, stillness, joy and assurance. Of course I listen to them all the time โค .
My headโs been hot for so long and Iโve been waiting for the cold to seep in But now that itโs here Iโm reminded of what I ran away from.
Iโve spent so long running from what I could feel that running is what I feel to run from tooโฆ
But maybe Iโm just tired.
Oh what if the sun is down when I wake up And the blinds are too low And I donโt want to move And I think of all my affectionsโฆ
Maybe Iโm just scared.
but I donโt know how to fight this fear even with God on my side
I should be honest with myself.
I fear the emptiness Iโve been running from has been inside me all along The base feelings Iโve been taking about and the Malibu at the bottom of my cup
Iโve just been distracting myself from who I really am and thatโs quite hard to deal withโฆ
Sometimes I just don’t feel like functioning anymore. Life can break me down, and I believe the only solution is to go into repairs, to take some time out to recover. I should stop treating my time as a free for all and listen to my body when it says it’s tired. I recognise that being able to stop and breathe is a privilege, unfortunately. But stillness is an ongoing battle, and hopefully this realisation will bring me closer to it.
โGood. As much as life is unpredictable, it can be predicable too. And I predict that you will be okay, LIKE YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN.โ
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To say I never want to look back and regret is ambitious. I know I will. However, that is expected. Regret is no longer a surprise to me, neither is disappointment, (perceived) failure, or any anti-climax I experience.
I can’t figure out if that is making me more intuitive, or simply numb to the storms of life. But whatever.
Looking back is special to me because it has brought me calm, clarity and acceptance.
Iโve written about it countless times before; at this point itโs a regurgitation of a well-known fact to me. But I keep on saying it because it means everything.
Hindsight is important because it presents this truth to you:
Everything will be okay, it always has been, it is, and it always will be. Your past present and future are covered, because you have survived everything you have ever been through, and you will continue to do so. You have to believe this.
In light of this truth, you should allow yourself to feel peace.
But, I am not naรฏve. I accept the fact that life sometimes disappoints. Yet that is the least of my worries nowadays, and I thank God for that.
It goes beyond the scope of learning from my mistakes. Itโs the simple acceptance that life will do what it wants. Sometimes thatโs what we want, and other times it isnโt. I just believe we should accept whatever happens.
Afterall, for something to โhappenโ is what is expected. โHappeningโ is neutral, itโs just a fact. How we interact with this fact is whatโs most important.
Life happens and happens and happens – itโs been happening, yet itโs been fine.
Dare I say that in retrospect, I didnโt need to worry as much as I ever did? Nerves and anxiety are normal of course, but the fact that things turn out fine in the long run (no matter how long the run is) is a bit more of a reason to relax now, when current “happenings” are worrying and plaguing my mind.
โWasnโt everything okay last time Adefela?โ I ask myself. To which I answer yes, it was.
โGood. As much as life is unpredictable, it can be predicable too. And I predict that you will be okay, like you always have been.โ
Put your name there.
Thatโs the conversation I should have with myself now. The blessing of hindsight is in my possession. I will use whatever it takes to remind myself of that, and to calm myself when I feel like this โhappeningโ may just kill me. It probably wonโt.
I nod my head thinking, good, Iโll keep on trying. And I thank God for the reassurance of everything being fine.
GIVE IN TO A GOOD THING WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE IT, BECAUSE NOW IS HERE.
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I have a list of things I want to write about. Itโs been piling up for a while. This is at the top, it should be something close to this:
I donโt want to get into my issues too much. Although I like to explore a lot on my blog, I have a diary for a reason – for the deeper issues that must be dealt with behind closed doors.
But this one can slide. Iโm trying to move past cycles of self-deprivation. I wonder if other people postpone their pleasure until they have achieved or received something; until they feel like theyโre there, wherever there is.
Put simply, I keep on waiting for things to become complete before I give myself any gratification. Extreme? I donโt do it for everything all the time, but I do it enough to notice. Perhaps this is difficult to write because I havenโt thought of a way around it, other than to stop doing it. Or at least, do it less.
Itโs funny how often the solution to something is to simply stop, or start.
Note to self: Give in to rewards and self-commendation while the situation is ongoing, rather than waiting for it to be complete. Itโs probably an indication that I donโt see myself as worthy of some pleasures I have access to, not believing that I deserve them. Neither do I know how to handle them.
Or maybe itโs because I have no self-control and I know Iโll lose my mind if my rewards are not controlled in some way.
But I won’t get lost in thinking about that, because it may turn into a trap of overthinking that stops me from doing anything at all. Sometimes I don’t want to process so much.
I understand that this is a surface-level exploration but as I said, it isnโt my diary.
Yet, perhaps this is identifiable to you.
Stopping and starting are easier than you think. Thereโs no need to rewrite mental patterns. No call for affirmations and no self-convincing. Just simply giving in to a good thing when you feel like it, because now is here.
I donโt need to reiterate how important balance is despite it all.
This song is pulling the pain out of my heart a mass of incompletion yearning for expression from a source that could not provide But since bodies float to the surface when thereโs no life left I guess my ocean wasnโt so deep after all Iโll be like Ophelia in the water petals and leaves floating around me As rhythm expresses what I had inside all along It was the weight of my mind fooling me into thinking I could never rise Now itโs the beat of my heart, fighting to be realised It pushes me up a final time after I pass away, singing To be victorious I must find glory in the little things, father take all the fears and sorrow from my life And it plays through the waves Lifting whatโs left of me back to the shore, where I should have been all along Music is helping my heart to sing And itโs telling me that Iโm not dead yet I still have inside of me the ability to live Because my heart never stopped beating or searching for a vessel to express all it was carrying Once again I am indebted to it Thank you for keeping me alive when I thought I was dead and gone
I sat down and considered that maybe there wasnโt too much going on. Maybe I was lost in the ripples and waves miles away from where the rock hit the water. Thoughts relating to what I had to do mixed with immediate responsibilities and couldnโt see things as clearly as I wanted to. Either that, or I just coudn’t handle the heat like other people. It would be a sad realisation to come toโฆ finding that youโre weaker than others. At the same time, I had told myself and that being strong was overrated. I was weak. In God I found my strength. But I couldnโt extricate that from my definition of a cop-out.
This alone shows how lost I get in these waves.
How do you stay grounded? Does anyone ever remain focused? How do you put your head down for two hours without worrying that you may not make it to the end, distraction-free? How do you shut off that overwhelm of emotion? It distracts me. I could link it to my cycles, the things Iโve learnt to accept as part of who I am as Adefela. But I found that in delving into myself through a pen for years and years, Iโm unable to swim up from the depths of wondering. I used to feel two centimetres above the ground but now I just want to breathe fresh air again.
The deep blue sea can be so beautiful yet so dark. And after a while the sun stops cutting though those waves. I can sink further into the unknown, past liminal spaces and straight into that unexplored 90%. There, Iโm faced with creatures I didnโt even know existed. I couldnโt describe to you what they looked like, I would struggle just as much to explain the colour red to someone who has never seen before.
How do you come up for air? What creatures of thought do you face? I will never be able to picture them fully because I know they are exclusive to you. But Iโm with you in understanding that they can be so scary and unrecognisable in comparison to the problems you escaped at the foot of the shore.