Tag: purpose

⏳ “Do You Need Time?” ..A Heartfelt Reflection ⌛️

Do you need time?

“Time is God’s quiet reminder that every sunrise is a second chance, not to relive the past, but to make peace with it.”

If you asked me whether I need time, I would probably pause before answering. Because time.. Because honestly it is such a fragile thing. You never realize how much of it you have wasted until it becomes the one thing you cannot get back. And if I could ask for more, I would ask for time, not to change the past, but to hold it a little longer. Time to make things right with my late mom, to tell her one more time how much I love her, how much her absence shaped me in ways her presence once protected me from. Time with my dad, to sit beside him, not even needing to speak, just to feel the quiet comfort of knowing he is there.

I would ask for more time to be a better daughter, the kind that understood earlier, that loved louder, that stayed longer. More time to fight harder against the lies and misunderstandings that tore things apart, to prove my truth before time took away the chance. More time to repent for the moments I strayed, not out of rebellion, but confusion. More time to become who I was meant to be, not the version people saw, but the one GOD envisioned when He breathed life into me.

But I also know something deeper now, time is never promised, only loaned. And I do not know how much of it I have left. My health reminds me daily that tomorrow is a privilege, not a guarantee. So I choose to live the days I do have as though they were handpicked by grace itself, because they are. I woke up this morning, and that alone means I have been gifted more time, time to make peace, time to forgive, time to love, time to thank GOD even when I do not understand His timing.

I have learnt that the best way to make things right with life is to make things right with GOD. Because when He is at the center, everything else begins to align. So yes, if you ask me, I do need time, but I am also deeply thankful for the time I have already been given.

Because every sunrise is mercy in motion, every breath is proof that purpose still lives within me, and every second is a sacred chance to become who I was meant to be, before my time runs out.

Too Busy Building to Be Bitter..

Let me be honest, jealousy is not about what another woman has. It is about what you are not doing. Jealousy does not come from her being ahead of you, it comes from you standing still. When you are not moving, when you are lost in hesitation, when your life feels like it is on pause, that is when comparison creeps in. You start scrolling, observing, analysing, and before you know it, you are measuring your worth against someone else’s highlight reel.

But here is the thing, when you are busy building, you do not have time for that. When your mind is occupied with purpose, with progress, with planning your next level, the noise of comparison becomes irrelevant. You stop caring about who posted what, who went shopping, who is on vacation, or who is flaunting something new. You are too focused on your own path. You are too locked in on becoming who you were meant to be.

People who are moving do not sit around watching others. They are too busy doing. They are too consumed by the grind, too motivated by growth, and too focused on the next move to waste energy on envy. The real difference between jealousy and peace is momentum. When you are moving, you do not look sideways, you look forward. You are not watching the competition, you are chasing your calling.

Jealousy thrives in stagnation. The moment you stop chasing your own goals, your mind starts finding someone else’s to compare to. The moment you lose direction, you start obsessing over someone else’s progress. But the woman who is locked into her vision? She does not have the time. She does not need validation, likes, or attention. Her silence is her focus. Her focus is her weapon.

So no.. I do not have the time to be jealous of another woman. I am too busy building my own life. Too busy stacking peace over drama. Too busy securing the bag, healing my mind, and protecting my energy. I am not scrolling to compare.. I am scrolling to learn. I am not sitting still waiting for miracles.. I am out there making moves, brick by brick.

You see, when you understand your worth, you stop watching others live theirs. When you are walking in purpose, your energy naturally detaches from envy. You begin to realise that every woman’s journey is her own, and yours is just as valid, just as powerful, and just as worthy of applause.

So let them post. Let them shine. Let them do whatever they do. You stay in your lane, focused, unbothered, and evolving. Because at the end of the day, the loudest woman is not the one showing off.. It is the one quietly becoming everything she prayed for.

What Alternative Career Paths Have I Considered or Am I Interested In?

What alternative career paths have you considered or are interested in?

Maybe my purpose was never meant to stay in one place, maybe it was meant to evolve with me.

I have always been the type of person who naturally leans toward helping people, the kind who listens, feels deeply, and somehow carries the weight of others without being asked. For a long time, I thought that was my calling, to be there for others, to guide, to counsel, to offer clarity in the chaos. It felt right… until life started testing the very strength I was using to hold everyone else together.

When anxiety, depression, and eventually a diagnosis of BPD, then Kahlers disease and the creeping up of that sly old cervical cancer, came into the picture, the path I once envisioned started to blur. You cannot pour from an empty cup, and at some point, I had to face that truth. I realized that to help others, I first needed to heal myself. You cannot be a lighthouse when your own light keeps flickering.

There is a humility in admitting that your dream version of helping others needs to shift shape. It is hard, because part of me still aches for that version of myself, the one who could listen endlessly, who had advice ready for every storm. But the older I get, the more I understand that sometimes the best advice you can give the world is to show what healing actually looks like. To model rest, self-awareness, and the courage to change direction when something no longer serves your peace.

But here is the thing about purpose, it evolves. Just because one road closes does not mean your story ends, sometimes it is just a divine redirection. Lately, I have found myself drawn to something completely new, teaching abroad. English has always been my comfort zone, my safe space, my first love, and maybe it is time I use that gift to step into a whole new world. The thought of teaching, traveling, and seeing life from a different corner of the globe excites me. It is unfamiliar, yes. It is intimidating, definitely. But it also feels like growth knocking on my door.

And maybe that is what I have been craving all along, growth that does not just look good on paper, but feels right in my soul. The idea of standing in a classroom somewhere far from home, sharing language, laughter, and lessons with students who see the world through completely different eyes, that thought lights a spark in me I have not felt in a long time.

Getting out of my shell and comfort zone will not be easy, I know that. I have lived in my own head long enough to know that fear does not vanish, it just becomes something you learn to move with. But maybe the most beautiful transformations come from doing the things that scare us the most. Maybe this new chapter is not about abandoning who I was, but about discovering who I could still become.

I am a starting to believe that purpose is not a fixed destination, it is a conversation between who you were and who you are still becoming. And right now, my heart is whispering, “Go. See. Try. Teach. Live.”