Maybe, this is for you.

The journey to discovery doesn’t end.

I took my car for maintenance today. Due to the pandemic, it has not even reached the required mileage.  But It’s been six months since my car’s visit to the shop, so whether we like it or not, here we are again. I wonder how good it will be to allow ourselves to go through some maintenance too, twice or four times a year.

Most of us have built a routine day in and day out. 

“Routine” is good. It gives us a sense of permanence, of stability. It’s something we can anchor ourselves to these days when normalcy’s been shaken up a bit. The way we’ve programmed our daily activities eliminated the unnecessary burden of having to make too many decisions. We cannot afford to lose our energy over things that can go automatic. We wake up the same time every day, have the same meal, take the same route, work on the same tasks, wind up the day the same way as we did last. Over time things get comfortable. We finally settled in. We’ve cemented what we would regard as, normal.

Personally, normalcy unsettles me. 

I’ve always been a misfit my entire life. It took years for me to accept that being eccentric is my default. I’ve wrestled and won over it on many occasions. I wanted to belong, to be like everybody else. It sure paid some rewards, but none of it lasted. I guess in our deep desire to be seen, to be known, and to be loved, oftentimes, we look for these things in the wrong places. Eventually, we realize that the divine fulfillment of these desires can only come from God. The earthly satisfaction on other hand should start from within. Now, I have zeroed in on that. From here going forward, I’m embracing my kind of normal.  

Sometimes you need to step back and take a second look at things.

When we run around all day, we will get many things done. We feel accomplished. We feel proud. We satisfy people, but do we “really” satisfy “us”? Fortunate are those who have found their purpose but for those of us who have not, at least not yet, we keep looking. 

What is it that we deeply ache for? 

What is that thing we want to do if money wasn’t an issue? 

If love, attention, or acceptance isn’t any more a void that needs to be filled? 

Will a disruption help bring this thing to the surface? 

Maybe, or perhaps, intentionally breaking the monotony of every day will help connect us to our very core. 

To awaken the giant within. 

To finally show the rarity of our self to the world. 

To let our true light shine. 

To embrace our “own hue”.

The journey to discovery doesn’t end.

Now I can allow curiosity to fuel my energy. I might be stepping into unfamiliar territories. I might feel scared again, feel uncomfortable, feel alone. But looking at similar seasons in my past, those experiences allowed me to discover and uncover both my strengths and my flaws. As they are laid out in the open, I get to recognize the beauty that I was made of, and the grace that I needed. I desire to come to a point where I begin to fully embrace what I see. To not be afraid of who I am nor be afraid to explore who I can become. The possibilities are endless. But not until I am willing to see where I am will I ever begin to entertain the idea of what else could be out there for me.  

It’s not for everyone.

If you have found peace where you are, remain there if you must.

However, if you share the same sentiments I have, by all means, explore and do it happily. 

I shall see you on the other side.

The Hike

We are merely interpreters of the story. Focus on writing your own and remember to ask yourself time and again “Do I believe in this”?

As beginners, we attempted to hike 2600M up a mountain trail. Did we make it?

My friends and I made it halfway through. Good sense told us to head back down before nightfall. Was I disappointed? Not at all, but I sure have something to attempt again next time.

What this novel experience taught me:


Be ready for sudden inspiration. Oftentimes the muse eludes you like butterflies you keep chasing across the fields. When it shows up, welcome it. Know that it’s not going to stay forever. 

A mentor of mine once said, when intuition presents itself, listen to it, or it will stop reaching out to you. I don’t mean being reckless by this. I believe if you are anchored to something good, your intuitions and inspirations are meant to lead you to something good too. Be it to surprise you or protect you. Any way it will help you land on higher ground.


I am in for the journey, not the destination. The story of our life unfolds between destinations, between a starting point and an endpoint. Much of the colors are there, good and bad, we get to soak in them equally. 

When I hear the words “You have arrived” I don’t really believe it. I believe we will always be moving, always arriving someplace until we’re not. So I choose to walk wherever the road leads, regardless of the season. It only ends when God says so. Even after that, who knows I might be treading down more beautiful paths. 


Success by world standards meant finish lines, graduations, degrees, titles. Everybody celebrates that. But very few look at failed attempts, half-bakes, second takes, round twos, try again. 

I think the value of each completed task lies in how much one has given up to achieve it. I liken it to that poor widow in the Bible who gave two coins and Jesus said she gave more than anybody else did. Those two coins were all she had. 

The value of something you give lies in how much it cost you

So if we talk about love, how much did it cost you to give? 

Now, the Summit

I admire people who persevere. Most fulfilled people I know are the ones who endured difficulties for something they cared about. Be it family, a calling, a purpose, a feat, however, that person or thing meant to them. 

George Mallory made several failed attempts to climb Mount Everest, that he once was quoted to say, “That mountain cannot grow any bigger, but we can”. His body was reportedly found in May 1999, after 75 years. It was believed he reached the summit but had a fall accident climbing back down.

Some might say it was a waste but I think, to George Mallory, it was all worth it. The climb was important to him. While the world is still trying to figure what happened, he may be looking down saying “it doesn’t matter”. He gave everything he had to what he cared about the most.

I don’t want to end this on a sad note, so know that not all pursuits end in tragedy! Some end in joy. That said, we’re merely interpreters of the story.

So focus on writing your own and remember to ask yourself time and again “Do I believe in this”?

That, “one thing” you can die or live for, is not up to anyone’s choice, but yours.


Passion – Truth

I wrestled with this idea for a long time because I thought that I was changing. But in fact, I was just shifting mediums to convey my truth.

It’s easy to throw in the towel: 

  • When things get difficult,
  • When you think you’re not getting anywhere,
  • When you don’t get the support you need,
  • Or when people you hope to take notice of you, never do.

It’s easy to say, “You know, what, I’m done, it’s over”. Feelings of anger, doubt, and hopelessness set in. If you’re not careful, it will send you to a downward spiral until you hit a spot you’ve never desired to be in the first place.

Talk about passion for instance. I always thought passion never dies until mine did. 

I am passionate about 3 things. One I’ve outgrown like how I‘ve outgrown chocolates. The other two, I’m working on and off, so essentially, they’re barely breathing. The likelihood both will die is high if I don’t get my acts together. I guess I can’t call these passions after all.

On second thought, my definition of passion may not be correct, to begin with.

It’s not the music, the writing, or the speaking- – – all are but mediums to express my truth in different ways so it lands wherever it’s supposed to.

The truth is the main thing.  It’s the driver, the purpose, whatever you call it. It’s the glue that holds everything together and gives sense to why we do the things we do. 

Big truths are universal and they never die. Humanity shares the desire,

  • to love
  • to inspire
  • to serve
  • to help
  • to teach
  • to learn
  • to be happy
  • to live a meaningful life

Our passion is our Truth.

I wrestled with this idea for a long time because I thought that I was changing. But in fact, I was just shifting mediums to convey my truth. The moment I embraced it, I stopped questioning my passion. 

“I understood that whatever I do, I could never escape what I’m supposed to be fulfilling on planet earth. That purpose, that truth is going to show up everywhere I go. Resisting or rejecting it means death, a slow, painful, lonely death”.


Looking back, I realize there was nothing wrong with the mediums I chose in the past. It was the right choice at that time. I guess as we evolve we become the persons we need to be in each season of our life. Sticking to the old us would have been ineffective.

Not every door we knock on is going to open for us. Not every business will work out. Not every project will succeed. Not every effort we exert pays off. It’s who we become that matters. It’s the strength that develops over time, the wisdom we accumulate through the seasons of life. We build muscles as we go along. 

The journey becomes something more than the destination. Life happens there- in the process, along the way. We don’t see it now but looking back, we can tie the pieces together.

While we are on this journey, please no matter how tempting it is, don’t stop. You can change your mind, your strategy, the course, the playbook, but don’t stop. The end will eventually come. But right now, as long as there’s still air in your lungs, breathe. 








Spread happiness.  

Create meaning out of your one, precious life.