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TIMSHEL - The freedom to choose again

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  There is something about coming across a phrase when you least expect it and finding that it stays with you long after the moment has passed. I was watching a movie recently when one of the characters used the word  “Timshel.”   It is a Hebrew word meaning  “thou mayest,”  an old-fashioned way of saying  you may . I don't know what it was about those two words, but they stayed with me. I found myself thinking about them long after the movie ended. “Thou mayest”  speaks to the idea of choice. The freedom to choose, to become, and to take one path when several others are available to you. Sometimes, I think we underestimate how much our lives are shaped by the choices we make, including the small ones. We can choose to start again, leave what no longer serves us, forgive ourselves for not knowing better, pursue something that scares us, change our minds and become people we have not yet imagined. And perhaps the most beautiful part is that we do not a...

Consider this your permission slip to do it scared anyway.

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  Fellow aunties and uncles, please gather around.  First of all,  I know I have been quiet.  Very quiet actually.🤭 Some of you may have wondered whether Resident New Aunty had finally retired from giving unsolicited premature advice and disappeared into adulthood. 😂 No, my people, I am still here, life has just been  lifing  😂 You know those seasons where you have so much going on that even the things you genuinely enjoy somehow end up on the “I’ll get to it” list? Yep, that has been me. Work has been work, Family, Adult responsibilities have been doing what adult responsibilities do best by  responsibly stressing me out.  😂 And honestly, I have reached that stage of adulthood where saying “I’m busy” can mean absolutely anything. It can mean I have 47 WhatsApp messages I have not replied to, it can mean I am tired and have decided that lying down for five minutes is now a huge life activity, sometimes it simply means I am sitting so...

The era of public EVERYTHING

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  Welcome Back to this week’s conversation, fellow aunties and uncles,  please gather here for today’s meeting because whew… this generation and oversharing? We 👏🏾 need 👏🏾 to 👏🏾 talk 👏🏾 .   One thing about us, we will post EVERYTHING. You get flowers? Posted. New relationship? Social media soft launch immediately. New job? LinkedIn, Instagram stories, Twitter and WhatsApp status all at once. Going through heartbreak? Suddenly everyone knows your business in real time. You start gym? Daily mirror selfies. You’re healing? We’re all invited into the healing journey against our will. And before I continue, let me also confess that I’m guilty too 😭 Because yes, I also post my life sometimes. I Sometimes get excited and want to share moments in real time like everybody else. So this is not me acting superior or pretending I’ve mastered privacy perfectly because I’m still learning too. And listen, I’m not saying sharing is bad. Human beings naturally want to celebrate,...

Silent goodbyes

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  Hi fellow aunties and uncles, welcome to this week’s conversation. Today we’re talking about something we don’t say out loud enough, which is friendships that don’t really end, but somehow still leave. Let’s call this one “friends that don’t stay.” Pour your evening tea. This is a soft conversation, but an honest one. So the other day, I bumped into someone I used to call my person. You know that kind of friend. The one who knew your moods before you even said a word, the one you’d call first with both good news and bad decisions. We hugged, we smiled, we said all the right things “we should meet,” “we’ve been so busy,” “life, hey?” But somewhere in that conversation, I felt it. We were no longer in sync. Nobody fought, nobody did anything wrong, life just happened differently for both of us.   She’s probably in her own different routines now, with new daily schedules and responsibilities, and work that fills her days. I on the other hand also have a different routine, diffe...