The best is yet to come...

No one told me that 2015 would end with me seated next to someone passing repugnant gas every other 20 minutes on my flight back to New York. I think, security needs to check our stomachs before we board flights because gas such as the one I had to endure could easily be an attack on one's safety.

Anywho, Looking back at the year I find myself saying this over and over 'thank You God for not giving me some of the things I prayed for.' Flying back with such a light heart having tied loose ends, spent quality time with people who replenish my soul, I feel truly expectant for 2016. I've got a wonderful feeling about this coming year. 

Although you've spent your 2015 amidst confusion, tears, loss, heartache, illness, fruitless job searches, relocation etc, you've got to believe that it can only get better and it shall. I'm going to make this year a year of 'yes' to life. 

Let's say what needs to be said, Let's do what needs to be done, let's work hard, let's be good to people and let's be the kind of souls that heal.

Here's to 2016 and all the good things God has for each one of you. I pray blessings and favour over your new year and I pray that you'll never find yourself seated next to someone constantly passing gas. Amen.

Waking up in Zambia

Last week, I woke up next to my best friend whom I hadn't seen in three years but because we like to exaggerate, I'll say I hadn't seen in forever (It felt like it had been an eternity). While I waited for her to wake up, I went through my morning routine. Looked for my phone, went to whatsapp, went to my emails. Usually my emails are pretty much the same, scroll...scroll...scroll, BOOM an email from Empower Women updating me about the status of my article.

Empower Women is a United Nations Women's (UN Women) global movement for women's economic empowerment. A few months back I got this opportunity to become a blogger for their WE Inspire blog. My mind was like, 'shuuuuttttt up!me?' What could I possibly write about that would resonate with thousands of people?

After spending a reasonable time on their blog reading the thoughts of such intellectuals, my heart started to get anxious. I mean these profiles of men and women look like they know what they are talking about, they have attained more experience than I have. Oh you know, the usual fear banter.

See, fear waits for us to get these good opportunities and then steps in and reasons with us. If you give into fear and start to see your weaknesses, you're bound to be your own enemy of progress. We won't see the other side of things if we give in to fear. After I decided to shake the fear off, I knew that it wasn't a competition. It doesn't matter who writes better, who is more qualified, who understands women issues most. It's about coming together as a community and sharing our thoughts and inspiring each other to go and make a change.

Yesterday, while I watched this documentary of Muhammad Ali visiting Congo, I wondered to myself, 'what makes a woman or a man memorable even when they are no longer on this earth?' COURAGE.

There are so many brilliant stories on WE Inspire, and I know data is an luxury for many of us, but I hope you'll find yourself challenged to go after your cause with fervor. Here's a link to my very first article, feel free to critic and to share it with your people.

http://www.empowerwomen.org/en/blog/2015/11/30/01/46/how-do-we-make-women-issues-the-issues-of-other-women

To being courageous.

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