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Are You Really Fine?

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August is almost wrapping up, but before we rush into a new month, here’s a gentle reminder: it’s okay to pause and check in with yourself. 💭 I just published a new post on the blog sharing practical ways to reconnect with yourself, your faith, and your journey — especially when life feels overwhelming. Read it here

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The Voice in My Head Is Finally Mine!!

“Am I in the photo?”“Do I look good to me?”“Is this moment beautiful to me?”“Do I want to share it on social media?”“If I do, do I want to share it now or save it for later?”These are the questions I ask myself whenever I want to post my pictures.The older I get, the more I realize how, for so long, I looked at my photos through the frame of others. I filtered my joy, my beauty, and even my…

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July So Far......

July is moving fast, and if I’m being honest, it’s been a mix of emotions. Some days have been heavy, others hopeful. But in all, I’m learning to be present, take it one moment at a time. But here’s what I’m really excited about right now…My podcast, Gist With Melody is back with a brand-new season themed “This Thing Called Life.” I recorded this season all the way back in March, but for some…

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Hello, July 🌿

It’s the third day of a new month and as I sit with my thoughts this morning, one word keeps coming to mind: steadiness.This year has moved so quickly, yet so slowly at the same time. It’s easy to feel like time is running, like you should have done more, achieved more, or figured it all out by now. But here’s the gentle reminder I am giving myself (and maybe you need it too): pace over…

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Hello, July 🌿

It’s the third day of a new month and as I sit with my thoughts this morning, one word keeps coming to mind: steadiness.This year has moved so quickly, yet so slowly at the same time. It’s easy to feel like time is running, like you should have done more, achieved more, or figured it all out by now. But here’s the gentle reminder I am giving myself (and maybe you need it too): pace over…

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Why Do We Procrastinate?

I’ve been thinking about something lately. Why is it so easy to binge-watch three episodes of a show without blinking, but incredibly hard to sit down and write that proposal, update your CV, or take that course that could change your life? Why do we delay the things that actually move us forward, but jump into things that have little to no long-term value? I did a little digging and let me…

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I Am Still Nervous About Speaking (Here's How I Do It Anyway)

Let me let you in on a secret:My heart still pounds really fast whenever I have to speak—on or off camera.Now you might say, “How is that even possible? You speak so well… so fluently!” But here’s the truth: Confidence didn’t come naturally to me.I had to build it. I had to practice it. And even now, I still get nervous but I have learned to show up anyway.When I was younger, one of my go-to…

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BALANCING PASSION AND DISCIPLINE: STAYING ON TRACK WITHOUT BURNING OUT

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As we grow older, one thing becomes clear: change is constant.Our friendships evolve. Our goals shift. Even the things we once held dear may not hold the same weight anymore. And that’s okay. Growth is part of the journey. But something happened earlier this week that made me pause. I saw a post about a house that had collapsed somewhere in Lagos. Again. It was truly heartbreaking. Lives…

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WHISPERS OF THE NEON SKY (A short story)

In a quiet city kissed by dusk, where neon signs buzzed like echoes of forgotten dreams, a girl named Aiko wandered the narrow alleyways, wrapped in her scarf and thoughts. The city always seemed louder at night, yet it made her feel oddly invisible. Her heart carried the weight of a recent goodbye, her best friend, Ren, had moved away without warning, leaving only a sketch of the city and the…

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PROOF OF GOD

God exists.Not just because the Bible tells me so,Not only through a spiritual lens,Not simply because He is Spirit and I worship Him in Spirit too.God gave me senses,And through them, I see the evidence of Him.With my ears,I hear the laughter of children, pure and free,Laughter that warms the heart in ways that words never could.With my eyes,I see the clear sky stretching wide,Clouds shifting…

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THE GIRL WHO RAN AT NIGHT (10)

She nodded quickly and disappeared down the hallway.Efe remained standing, stiff and wide-eyed. Her toes curled against the cold tile. She didn’t trust anywhere new, but something about this place made her pause. The air felt different. Calmer. There was a scent of disinfectant and food in the air. Nothing about this looked like the place Uncle Solo had taken her to.It didn’t feel like a house.It…

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HOW INTERMITTENT FASTING IS HELPING ME

“You mean you’re not eating?” “How do you do it ?”, “What do you eat then?” These are some of the questions I get when I mention intermittent fasting. But here’s the thing I eat! I just eat with intention now. For example, I used to wait till when I was very hungry before thinking of what to eat. In the process of ‘thinking’, I’m filling myself with junk and soft drinks. By the time I am done…

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THE GIRL WHO RAN AT NIGHT (PART 9)

Then she saw it.A tall black gate. A compound. The only one with light — a dim yellow bulb casting a faint glow. A small security post stood beside it. She didn’t think. She ran toward it.Bang! Bang! Bang! Her fists slammed against the gate. “Please, abeg! Open! They’re coming! Please!”Footsteps. The sound of movement inside.The car was almost there now.“PLEASE!” She screamed with all the…

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THE GIRL WHO RAN AT NIGHT (PART 8)

Then—they saw the gate.Open. Just a crack.Rasheed stood beside it, eyes cold, nodding once.No words.Efe slipped through.Peaches held her hand until the very last second, then pulled back. “Go. When you reach the junction, turn left. You go see small kiosk. Hide there till morning.”Efe looked back one last time. “Thank you…”Peaches was already retreating into the shadows. Efe ran.Streets blurred.…

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THE GIRL WHO RAN AT NIGHT (PART 7)

Diamond folded her arms, still smirking.“Two girls try am. One wey dem catch—Uncle Solo beat am sotay her eye swell like yam. Lock am for room—one week. No food, no light. Only water.” Peaches lowered her eyes, her voice barely above a whisper. “The second one no make am. She run—jump fence. They no fit catch am back… so they shot her.” Efe froze. She stared at Peaches. “You serious?” Peaches…