FUTURISTIC

“I'm choosing happiness over suffering, I know I am. I'm making space for the unknown future to fill up my life with yet-to-come surprises.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

It's a wet and beautiful Monday morning.
I love it when it rains.
The earth smells so fresh! except for the traffic though.
I have a crazy family i love them with all my heart.
I am sure you will love them too.
I love to laugh. A lot! 
I am most certain the good Lord up above crafted a funny bone inside of you,
to make me laugh to tears.
Am excited to meet you someday.
I love Art.. In whatever form it comes in. 
Be it poetry OR Music OR Paintings OR Fashion OR food.
I simply love art. 
You now know you will be accompanying me to a few concerts and spoken words
performances .. no gallery openings, okay maybe a few.SELECTED few. 
Perhaps museums, book readings, Motivational speakings etc.
I am all about the arts.
I cannot wait to find out what you are all about??

THAT POINT.

“There are two types of Pain in this world: Pain that hurts you, and Pain that changes you! ~ Unknown”
―
Today am not okay...
See,
I do a great job at hiding it..
behind my cute smile..and strong spirit ... and that lousy " Am Fine" punchline.. ;)
The perfect soundtrack for this point would be...

AMOS LEE ~ VIOLIN
Lately I, I've been heading for a breakdown
Every time I leave my house
Well, it feels just like a shake down
Lately I, every time I try to lie down
My mind just gets away
I can't even close my eyes now
Between the wood planks I've been pacing endless
Impossible dream that I've been chasing
Oh God why have you been
Hanging out in that old violin
While I've been waiting for you,
to pull me through ....

Painting by Frank Morris

Well..today am counting the blessing of That Point
That "below the belt" point where there is no place to go but only up from here.
That inconsolable point,
where all you want to do is just lay flat on the floor,and sob like a tiger!!
That point, where there is no faith..no hope..no light in the tunnel..
That point, where nooothing seems to be moving..and clearly you are not getting anywhere??!
That point..where you can't run or hide
You just have to face up like that crying tiger you are..
That point, where you finally find God and let go of control
Because you have discovered that without HIM you are NOTHING!
That point...that scarey point that gets you out of your own safety zone..and into the safety zone of another
That is no longer considered a safety zone, because you have no control over...
That point, filled with endless lessons..and endless victory speeches, That are tailored made for the moment when you will remember that point.
Well...there you have it folks..my point.
And after scribbling these few words, i feel alive again. :))))

{T.Gee.I.F

 “Listen to the mustn'ts, child. Listen to the don'ts. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me... Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.”
― Shel Silverstein

By Edwin Lester

If there was ever a week that was tailor made for me, it has definitely been this week!!

With my own personal deadlines to meet and management away all week, was the PERFECT setting.
This weekend am doing a picture shoot for my products which i have worked so hard on.
I am SUPER EXCITED!!! yaaay!
Things can only get BETTER from here on... Looking Forward!
Proud of you Becky for starting up your writing project...Excited to read more of your articles...

HAPPY WEEKEND!!

{ HOPE ...

HOPE ----- heals our broken dreams ;)

Source: google images

I don't remember learning how to bake EVER! I remember waking up in the middle of the night to write recipes though.
Am a cake freak! I follow blogs religiously..watch videos..read books on cakes ... I stay glued to FOOD NETWORK... browse recipes...etc etc
I've NOT held a spatula nor a cake mixer nor fresh cream nor strawberries in a looooooooong time.
Along the way i lost my MOJO.. my EDGE... my PASSION... my REASON to dream about cakes! I didn't not want to bake any more. I lost HOPE.
My family would always ask me what to do with all the baking equipment that i had saved up so religiously to buy? --- honestly, i still wanted them around. The equipment represented my sign of HOPE.
HOPE that maybe someday, i'll get fired up again about baking.

So, my ANNOYING workmate has been on my neck non-stop about reviving my baking side-hustle.
Am not ready to get back out there. Am taking it One-Cake-at-a-time.
A Silver-lining has come my way in the most unexpected way. I have found a way of staying relevant in the baking world without BAKING CAKES (just yet)!!

I discovered a GAP in the cake market about one year ago. I did my research and killed the idea! I was NOT interested enough to ACT on it.. I thought other things were waaaay way more important.
Now the opportunity has KNOCKED on my door AGAIN!
Went back into my research archives, did a new market research...and believe it or not, one year down the line, NO ONE seems to have noticed this elusive GAP!
Am on it like a rash!! No looking back!

I have found HOPE...and OH, how i missed you!!

"I learned during this devastating season, when our hearts become grounds of broken dreams, we may need to turn to the hope others have found..."

Am counting the blessing of HOPE.