Ifenimi

I have submitted myself to a lifetime of constant awe. I want to remain besotted with the beauty that I’m surrounded by. I desire to be perennially rendered breathless by the sheer wonder that disguises itself in the simplicity of my daily routine.

I told a joke about being invisible. Nobody saw it coming.

At this point you guys have to know I shamelessly Stan @Ifenimiii 🙈🙈😂😂 I’ll eat whatever she cooks with proper silverware and a string of pearls.😍

At the core of all human relationships are three towering virtues: empathy, kindness, and respect. These are the basic currencies of decent human interaction. You do not need to be in love with someone to show them compassion, neither do you need to desire someone to preserve…

First thing I read and liked this morning. It was my devotion today. Nobility does not guarantee success.

As a lover of analogies and metaphors, this write up resonates with me especially as I’m conscious of the dangers of leaving my patio door (wide) open on a daily basis… what a brilliant way to depict the relationship between intent ♾️ impact…

Some of the worst people to have rational debates with are the "gut feeling" people, the "I've been around" people. This is true even though the role of intuition and deep inner convictions in intellectual discourse cannot be overstated. You cannot compel yourself to be moved

I’m in my element today.

Learning is enhancing the fluid flow of information and optimising it to develop meaning, judgement, and inspire more curiosity.

Today, I found myself wrestling with a humbling truth: that innocence of intent does not exempt us from the burden of consequence. In actual fact, it is quite arrogant to believe that if we meant well and our actions were pure in motive, then whatever results must surely follow…

And when it’s all said and done, let us be able to say we lived. Because we giggled like children, laughed like clowns, sang like banshees, danced like idiots, and loved like fools. We lived. Oh, we lived.

As a young girl, I remember feeling a deep-seated discomfort every time I read folklores about the beautiful Princess and the warriors of the land, who had been assigned specific tasks so that whoever won would marry the Princess. She was the reward, never the chooser. Both the…

Today is my birthday, and in the spirit of loving in full, generous volume, I shall begin with myself: Happy birthday, Adéṣẹ̀tọ́. I’m proud of you in ways I haven't said out loud.

I think I’ve blown enough balloons for the year. 😂

There are many who would rather watch fire from afar than feel it change the temperature of their skin. They are fluent in fascination, but unpracticed in presence. Enamoured by intensity, but allergic to intimacy. For them, love is most beautiful at a distance; when it is still…

I just learnt that when you combine an exclamation mark with a question mark (like this ?!), it’s called an interrobang. Honestly, sounds less like punctuation and more like something that happens in a badly written romance novel. “She gasped, he smirked… then came the…

There is a thin, intelligent line between patience and paralysis, and discerning that line is a life skill of the highest order. Some choices require stillness. Some decisions mature like fruit and must be waited upon with discernment. The surgeon doesn’t cut until she is…

You can make a foolish tweet and still sound intellectual. Just as you can make an intellectual tweet and still sound foolish. The two aren’t mutually exclusive. But even explaining where they align already sounds like an intellectual tweet.

Every time I have the privilege of speaking with people far above my station, I am stunned by how startlingly human they still are. It turns out that ambition does not vaccinate you against insecurity, nor does accomplishment silence the inner critic. And even the most…

Influence and validation; two rivers that often appear to run separately, yet somewhere along the winding banks of our becoming, they converge, forming an ocean too vast for certainty. Influence wears the robe of purpose. Validation wears the perfume of praise. But when not…

June was not very kind to my stomach. There was sunshine and unplanned excursions into the eye of cotton clouds, but the grey hovered a little too close for comfort. And sometimes, it made contact. All of a sudden, everything would feel unbearably cold. July has to do better.