Does God Exist?

Spotted on A Few Words

Did You Know...?

There's a lil' game me and a friend like to play called 'Did you know...'; I think we started going back and forth with interesting facts one day because we were so bored but it turned out to be such a cool game!

The Secret Powers of Time

A friend told me to watch this video after a convo about why people act in a certain way and its interesting to say the least. I'm defo a future-oriented person, what are you?

You can't hate the roots of a tree...

"You can't hate the roots of a tree without hating the tree; you can't hate your origin without hating yourself" - Malcom X

I remember a while back, like a good 6 years ago, my Caribbean friend at the time said to me, ‘you have really nice hair; why is your hair so nice?’ With a confused face I just shrugged, ‘I don’t know, all the girls in my family have nice hair so I guess it’s in my genes’, then she had the nerve to say, ‘…but you’re African!’ *pause* What did this girl just say to me?! Yeah, I pulled the same face you probably just did! But I didn’t go crazy on her, I understood that she spoke out of ignorance and from a mind programmed to perceive everything African in a negative light. It did really get to me though, and it frustrated me knowing that generations of people shared her mentality. Anyways, no one could ever say something like that to me now and get away with it, I would fly kick ‘em! I love everything African, it was the only way I could love myself properly.

Here are two Malcom X speeches that I really love; a lot more people should hear it.

The destruction of kings

“Don’t spend all your energy on sex and all your money on women; they have destroyed kings.”

- Proverbs 31:3

Real talk.

Ain’t I a Woman?

I know haven’t blogged in a hot minute but I’m here now! I recently learnt about a well known anti-slavery speaker, who was a slave herself, by the name of Sojourner Truth (1797–1883). Here’s a video of her infamous speech ‘Ain’t I a Woman?’ delivered by the wonderful Kerry Washington. It’s a must-listen!

Lost Souls

“However, our society thinks that success means having a car and a lot of money and looking as white as you can or as American as you can. Or if you’re white, looking as exotic as you can. We don’t have any idea that it’s about our hearts and our souls and how we treat the next person.”

-Erykah Badu

I hear you Ms.Badu!

Peace of Mind

My mind has been clustered with provoked thoughts and anxiety lately; I've been re-evaluating my outtake on life...and as a result, I've fallen deeper in love with the art of writing. Writing is my form of release and escapism; I don't have to keep my thoughts caged and feelings locked up. Thus writing can be very liberating for me. I used to write for my eyes only but now I realise that there's nothing more rewarding than the feeling I get knowing my words touched someone. I know we all go through times when we want to find peace of mind and writing is definitely one source where I find mine...where do find yours?

“Peace of mind is not the absence of conflict from life, but the ability to cope with it.” -I like:)


Great song:)

Reversed Mentality

Sometimes you've got to think backwards...to move forward.

Love this;-)

Your time will come...

There is a time for everything,
And a season for every activity under Heaven:
A time to be born and a time to die,
A time to plant and a time to uproot,
A time to kill and a time to heal,
A time to tear down and a time to build,
A time to weep and a time to laugh,
A time to mourn and a time to dance,
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
A time to embrace and a time to refrain,
A time to search and a time to give up,
A time to keep and a time to throw away,
A time to tear and a time to mend,
A time to be silent and a time to speak,
A time to love and a time to hate,
A time for war and a time for peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-22

Right now I think it's time for me to let go...and let God

A Woman's Worth

I say that I refuse to settle for less because I claim that I am worth and deserve so much more…then someone shows me more than I could imagine and I want less…?!? I guess it’s true what they say about women not knowing what they want, ay? Or maybe, I don’t really know my worth.


“Be very careful if you make a woman cry because God counts her tears. Every tear a woman sheds is equivalent to a man's sacrifices in life. The woman came from a man's rib, not his feet to be stepped on, not on his head to be superior but on his side to be equal, under his arm to be protected and near his heart to be loved.”

Don't Dwell On It

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I’m short! I find it annoyingly funny when people feel the need to tell me that I’m small like I don’t already know! At a petite 5'2", am I bothered that my height falls below average? No. Well...not anymore. I mean, you soon get used to the fact that your chances of being a catwalk model are pretty much anorexic - yes pun intended!
I did used to really hate the ‘you’re so cute’ talk- what’s that supposed to mean? I’m 22 not 12! But then that all changed when guys showed me interest because I was ‘cute’. That was just what I needed to help me finally suppress my insecurity with my height. But unfortunately, once a particular insecurity disappears, you soon find that another one readily takes its place.

Can we ever fully combat our insecurities for good?

I honestly don’t think we can, especially in this narrow-minded world we live in that gets pleasure in feeding our insecurities. So what do we do? Well, what most people do is point out other people’s flaws to make them feel better about theirs; I think we are all guilty of this.

Though it’s easier to point a finger at other people’s faults, it’s certainly not the best method because provoking other people’s insecurities doesn’t make yours disappear. Instead I think we should actually listen to all the cliché talk about self-love.

If you don’t love yourself how can you honestly expect someone else to love you? And if you don’t know how to love yourself, how can you love someone else?

It’s something we’ve heard a thousand times before, yet we still manage to underestimate the power of self-love. Once you start loving yourself, you really do gain a whole new appreciation for ‘insecurities’ as weird as that might sound. It’s very normal to feel insecure about something whether it is a physical feature or an emotional thing. No one ever reaches complete satisfaction with their self; your glass is either half full or half empty right? Even the Halle Berries of this world have a baggage of insecurities somewhere. The only difference is some people carry it around with them wherever they go whilst others choose to leave that extra baggage at home. I’ve decided to lock away my baggage; just knowing it’s there is good enough for me! I understand that insecurities are not there to weigh you down; they are there to keep you humble. Since humbleness is an essential trait to have, I guess insecurities aren’t so bad after all…just don’t let them outweigh your securities.

So whatever you’re insecure about, don’t dwell on it.
As for your securities, don’t let your ego swell on it!

(hehe, can someone say chesse lol)

People are like Trees

What’s going on? It seems everyone around me has just come out of a long term relationship this year or they are on the verge of breaking up. I know a handful of people, excluding the countless Facebook statuses declaring to the world (as though we even care) that they are single. Forget us being in Winter, my friend Broadband called it ‘break-up’ season which could be rightly so! I saw this video yesterday, a scene from the latest Tyler Perry movie Madea Goes to Jail. She, I mean he, gives good advice about moving on and compares people to different parts of a tree…have a listen- it's alright, still!



Quickly off the topic, I only recently saw a video of Charlie Chaplin’s speech from his movie The Great Dictator (Charlie Chaplin movies were big!). I listened to it and was flabbergasted! Ok, maybe I’m exaggerating a bit but it was a powerful speech so make sure you check it out here. Oh and he was from my area in South London- see, you don’t only get hoodrats from South!