namwano

It’s day 77 of January and 2025 already feels like 2024’s remix—same beat, just louder and more chaotic. First order of business back in the office? Highlighting all the year’s public holidays on my calendar. Because let's be real, surviving until the next public holiday is a current life goal. Walking into the office with forced 'bubbly bubbly' energy is exhausting. As I said in the previous blog , I don’t know about 2025. It’s already demanding more from me than I signed up for. Sure, some of it makes sense—growth and becoming the person I aspire to be and all that jazz—but other things? Let's just say 'softness is a strength' is my new mantra. There are already emails to respond to and items I was apparently supposed to "circle back to" in 2025 are staring at me like, “We’ve been waiting.” Meanwhile, my last nerve is still mourning the holidays, and my brain refuses to cooperate—it’s on strike, refusing to QWERTY. And let’s not forget, if you’re a ...

A moment of peace and quiet seems hard to come by these days. Sleep has failed to honour many of us with its presence. Life can be messy for what seems like an unending period of time. But the other thing about it, is that it cannot and never will be linear. It is complex; complicated-and the strangest thing is there is beauty in that complicated state. You cannot really separate it in black and white, but you can recreate it into various shades of grey. But what about that pause? The pause you create because you are afraid; the pause you create because you are too worn out and tired; the pause you create when you’re trying not to cry and the tears are blurring your vision; the pause you create when you’re tormented by the lie that you are invisible- a movie playing in an empty theatre. It can be a daunting pause that endures horribly.  However, a solitary pause isn’t so bad. It teaches you the art of loving yourself so that you don’t have to use other people as coping mechanisms. ...