Since the lockdown, we have seen different self-made life coaches telling people how best to live through these times. While these may be helpful as guides, placing ultimatums and perpetuating the idea that not doing these “productive things” equates laziness or lack of ambition is destructive. We are not on a holiday, we are currently in a forced lockdown because the world is experiencing a pandemic that has affected millions of people in every part of the world.
I love how the beginning of the year gives you the idea of a fresh start, the opportunity to re-strategize and reach your goals. I adore beginnings, birthdays more than new years because of how personal it is but it’s hard not to get caught up in the new year bubble. This post is to share my insights on how to have a rewarding year, so we don’t end up feeling lost when it’s time to reflect on the year.
Sharing this is going to be giving an insight into my previous struggle but I need to, to glorify the work of God in my life. Anyone who has a deadly incurable disease knows how close to death it makes you feel. You are torn between living wild and scratching off items your bucket list, to preserving your life as much as you can. Brace yourself, this is going to be longer than my typical posts. “Ephesians 2 vs 8 – 9.”
Majority of us happen to be employees (even as entrepreneurs of small businesses) because we live in a world where capitalism reigns supreme and every penny counts. Twitter NG exploded on Monday because of a certain company mistreating their employees. That is the inspiration behind this post.
Nigeria is a fairly good place to work, so not everyone may have experienced the negative side of the coin. However, some employers take advantage of the lawlessness embedded in the fabric of our society to exploit hardworking Nigerians.
On Sunday, the 8th of September, I clocked 25. Asides being a landmark year, I have a lot of reasons to be thankful and in a better place than I was by this time last year. Most importantly, I’ve grown spiritually and in loving others.
Last week was my passing out parade! From July last year till now, I have been serving my country through a scheme called NYSC.
Every Nigerian graduate is forced into a regimented camp for 3 weeks in different parts of the country and has to work most times without pay or with very little in the state deployed to, after camp for a year. NYSC involves Nigerian graduates below 30 years dedicating a year after graduation to serving the country.
Yay! Hope you enjoyed refreshing old posts with me for May. I’m going to be posting my updated hair care regimen. I cut my hair (before picture at the end) because it was hard to manage as I got very busy, however, I managed to grow about 5 inches from January to June. This regimen is subject to change but this is what works for me currently as a busy professional in the Nigerian (Lagos) climate, with 4b/4c hair, high-porosity and high-density hair trying to retain length. So stick around if you are a busy naturalista.
This post is being made by request, although the questions were actually “what do you eat in a day?”, how do you eat/prep healthy meals on a workday?”. I decided to show my whole routine so people whose typical day mirrors mine can learn new tricks and get a fresh perspective of managing their time to live a holistic life.
As I relaunch my blog, I thought about all the cool names to name my blog, which seemed fitting since I want to establish myself as a brand – a purpose driven woman. However, I still stuck to OnyinyeOlufunmi, a combination of my first (Igbo) and middle (Yoruba) name because I don’t think anything else captures my essence. Not either of them alone, but as it, delicately woven together to reflect who I was, I am and will be.
Some of my readers and friends have been sending concerned messages asking where I am, if I’m safe. I’ve been out of reach for a month both online and offline. This post is a testimony kind of post. I’m so grateful to be alive and to be loved. I was robbed while on a trip but it was not just any type of robbery, it was scary but I’m super grateful to God for preserving me and helping me learn from it.