Stop acting like you do not have the right to be happy until you have achieved all your dreams. I know the days are long and tiring and you spend each one wondering when the prayer will be answered, when the big break will come. It feels so far away and now, hope is starting to drown in the big sea of time.
Problem statement: Lack of Focus
I know you. You’re a dreamer. Half the time, you’re not really here. You’ve carved an alternate universe for yourself in your fantasies. Your dreams are mountain tall. You walk around calm and still, but inside, you are going crazy with ideas that can change the world.
Maybe you’re not particularly feeling like a dreamer today, maybe it seems so far-fetched, so impossible that it hurts to think about your dreams. and this is valid too.
My First Breath.
In 2016, I went through what you may call the darkest night of my soul. There was this excruciating and constant pain in my chest, but there was no wound. I would randomly burst into tears for no apparent reason. I suffered through my life and desperately needed to find a way out. The only option that kept coming to me was suicide.
Continue reading “RISING: DAY 05 – BREATHE”
Yesterday, I shared my experience with fear and how I have been coping. I also encouraged you to interrogate your fears and find ways to bring the light in. Instead of running away from it, I hope you are confronting it. I promised to send you a letter I wrote to my fear and here it is;
Continue reading “RISING: DAY 04 – A LETTER TO MY FEAR”
Today is day 3. The number 3 is one of my favorite numbers, and so I have chosen to
write you about something I feel very strongly about – fear.
- What are some of the things people say about fear?
- fear is a difficult emotion
- fear holds you back & cripples you
- fear makes you incapable of living your dreams
- fear is the root of your failure
- fear is a bad bad thing
- run far far away from it (fear your fear)
It’s been a long hard road of wrestling my fear. I grew up a church singer with stage fright. Every Sunday, I had to wrestle it to the ground so I could sing. Some days, I triumphed. Most days, my fear beat me black and blue.
I’m guessing you already know your purpose. Sometimes you
might be uncertain, but the truth is always nestled deeply within your veins.
Do you ever doubt that purpose? Sometimes I do. I forget my
real intention and begin to focus on other things like; being liked, being
rich, doing things that make others perceive me as a success. How wrong. The
true key to success is to be authentic, to live in the truth and to walk in
I know you have a hope for the future. There are mountain
sized dreams that tug at your heart in the night. I know you know that this place
is not the destination, that there is more and even now in your life, you are
at the verge of something.
Sometimes, you may lose belief, and cave in under the load
of your great ambition. It just becomes too hard to forge ahead with all the
failure and fatigue.
Continue reading “RISING: DAY 01 – CONSECRATE YOURSELF”
In the middle of a million ideas racing through my mind, I catch a thought about death: I’m gonna die someday. It says. It’s true, but if you tell me to explain how it makes me feel, I’d say – helpless, like a falling leaf, a passing wind, something then suddenly, nothing.
Does the thought of death ever make you feel that way?
This thought of death crumbles my pride. It shakes off every sense of self-importance in my bones to know that I will become a star silently singing, terribly aware of everything when nothing is aware of me. It is nerve racking. I lose my presence of mind, only to exist only in the past. To dream in reverse.
The first time I began to see being single as a ‘problem’ was in 2018, during my state service year. At work, a fight broke out between a fellow corps member and her supervisor. It escalated quickly and they raised their voices. I was on my own, doing my work when I suddenly heard her voice pitch a little higher with resentment as she said;
“I’m a married woman, so you can’t talk to me like that.” Her left hand did a sweeping motion towards me and the others, “There are single people here, you can talk to them anyhow you want, but you cannot talk to me anyhow. I am somebody’s wife.”
Hi, my name is Iyanuoluwa Adebiyi.
You can call me Iyanu (pronounced e-YAH-noo). I’m a lawyer, writer and performance poet,
also a rookie videographer and video editor. I am so many things you’d get to
know with time, but the first thing I’d like to say in this blog is thank you
for creating space for me to share my heart with you.
Let me tell you a secret. When I was a kid, I used to daydream about becoming a beauty queen. Before the crowning, an imaginary interviewer would ask me a question.