Life Series: #2 Amilo

Amilo.

Amilo was a creative GENIOUS.

Well at least that was a fact the Amilo failed to realise.

To him. Amilo was:

"Amilo the starving artist"

When Amilo constructed his art, he was free like the Animals in Africa, he was utterly consumed in a colourful world that belonged to him.

He was self adorning and full of hope, he was strong, bold and brave.

Not a thing could stop him when he was in his zone.

A gust of wind opened up without being known and swept him to his feet, he found himself running towards a room.

A white room.

Surrounding him.

He tried to touch the walls to see if  it was real. Am i dreaming? Amilo said to himself.

To the right of him was a palete of paint.

The colours were that of depth

Opaque in colour

Shimmering

Think

Rich

Mystical

He tried to grab the colour to paint his white walls...but the colour disappeared, evaporated in to thin air.

Amilo was awoken by his girlfriend.

Amilo! Your going to be late!

You see,

What Amilo had experienced was a dream. He had many dreams, these dreams however were not the type of dreams he anticipated.

Amilo...You can be anything you want, but you chose to be an artist his girlfriend said.

I will support you no matter what you go through.

I love your creative genius and I have seen you produce emotion jerking work.

I'm coming with you to this Art convention today

Amilo was taken aback. Seriously?

Yes Amilo of course! I called in sick to work she giggled

Amilo was suddenly filled with worry and angst

What if they don't like my work?

No, they MUST like it. I like it and I'm going to stay positive!

.....Oh my god if I'm not shortlisted I will be devastated ive out my soul into this...

Maybe I should quit now and just work on it a little more

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At the convention Amilo saw and met many artists, he was exstatic because he had never been a part of an exchange of words with like-minded people before and it was refreshing!

He all of a sudden felt understood .
He spoke ART and so did they.
He exchanged number with his new artsy friends and they promised to keep in touch.

Amilo was feeling more positive than ever because of all the support his new found friends were giving him.

When they announced the shortlist...... Amilo wasn't called.

*2 weeks later*

To say Amilo was devastated was an understatement.

He fell into a black abyss, just falling constantly,

not hitting the ground

not scraping the sides

Just falling

the constant butterflies in his stomach from all this falling.

Amilo...

He climed out of his Abyss to noticed his girlfriend looking deshelved like she had been up crying all night.

Like she too had fallen into an Abyss

Deliah? Whats wrong? Has somebody hurt you? What happened

He had never seen her like this

You never noticed me.

You never noticed me supporting you.

Rooting for you.

You pushed me aside and dismissed my kind words.

I told you I would be there.

You never once looked to me.

You sang the praises of the new friends you had made but you abonded me.

Amilo sunk into a state of shock , His face remaining expressionless.

What Deliah had said was true and he cursed himself for it.  He vowed that he would listen to her , he apologised profusely tucking her hair behind her ear.

He kissed her forhead repeatedly and promised to be grateful to her always.Each and every day.

Deliah was actually Amilo's positive mind.
He abandoned Deliah, his positivity, opting to look to outside adoration and acceptance.

Ever since that day Amilo remained positive about his chosen field. He loved art and was prepared not to put himself down. He only had one life to live.

His dedication to Deliah was profound it shook up a change in him that he would never shake.

And to much his surprise. His Art career took off. It soared! All thanks to Deliah. Subconscience Mind.

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Life Series: #1 Lila

Lila.

Lila was constantly worried.

Worried about what people were thinking of her and how people perceived her.

She lived inside herself engaging in many witty funny conversations with herself inside her head.

Lila thought that everything outside of herself was a threat, she didn’t think she knew how to relate to people.

Lila felt like a Robin in the midst of Seagulls.

She flew free at home,she let go and sung the joys of her heart amongst close loved ones who had known her all her life,

But Lila remained fearful of the colours of her own feathers.

Lila decided she wanted to change, she was often angry at herself and had decided she wanted more from life.

That night Lila dropped to her knees and prayed pouring out her soul through tears.

One crisp and sunny morning Lila was walking around her neighbourhood in an attempt to clear her mind from the night before.

She came across a beautiful store laden with tall stemmed flowers and blossomed plants.

The store seemed to glow from all the pale coloured petals it contained with hues of light pink and ivory, sheer blues, faint peaches and fair lilacs.

The flowers were accented by antique ornaments, picture frames, furniture and…
One particular piece stood out to her, it was a flower, one she couldn’t name.

It stood there in a huge birds cage.

Lila knew she had to buy it, it depicted her.

When she arrived home she sat and stared at the poetic representation of herself, she studied it looking at the beautiful flower through the cage, the way the light hit the flower was beautiful.

Lila knew that all it took was for her to open her cage door.

Why was it so hard? Why did she torment herself?
What would it take for her to let go and fly free?

Lila decided she would fill her cage with compliments written on cards. All the compliments she received from people and what she knew to be true of herself.

After 3 months of this Lila felt so much better about herself and came to love the cage around the flower.

Without the cage the flower couldn’t have looked so beautiful and couldn’t have held all those compliment cards around it.

She decided that she had the key to the cage and she knew she could access the flower anytime she wished.

Not only that but she could also still see the flower inside the cage through the thin bars which when the sun Shon, cast a pattern upon her the flower and she appreciated that too.

Lila appreciated her flaws and her beauty and thanked god for showing her what she had failed to see and began to finally let go and live.

Lila was beautiful the way she was.

BE-YOU-TIFUL

Be You. Make sure you are saying something when you are saying something. Its important to sound like you, to feel like you to be like you. Be you ~ Erykah Badu

#FlyFreeLoveYourFlaws

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Why i am choosing to trust my gut instincts in 2016

So a few weeks into the year and I have already had to really push myself to trust my instincts. Gosh! let me tell you it has not been an easy task especially being worrier like me who has a mini midlife crisis every time I need to make important decisions. my head goes through all the pros and cons of the situation when really I should be listening to how I feel.


You must be wondering 'how did she make the decision to trust her gut then?.....Well following a series of back to back events that happened last year where my gut was right but I opted to go against it, following my head rather than my intuition. I knew for a fact that maybe I was holding myself back from opportunities? Putting myself in potential danger or even worse holding myself back from achieving things that I never thought I could....

Matter of fact my instinct is what told me I should start writing and blogging, so here I am blogging! and it feels good. Decisions should always feel good, no matter what anybody tells you.

It leads me to ask the question where does intuition come from? I believe it is a message from above, from god. We are all born with a guidance systems and this is interpreted by feelings or emotions. If I feel like I shouldn't go somewhere, then you know what? I am not going. If I know I shouldn't be in a friendship with somebody because it feels wrong? Then I'm afraid I will have no choice but to distance myself from that somebody.


I honestly believe that trusting my instincts will NEVER guide me wrong. What's better than that? Knowing that god is guiding you not only takes the pressure off of you, but it also gives you confidence in knowing you are in fact making the right decisions in life.

So join me and go forth into 2016 trusting that little voice, feel free to share your experiences down below in the comments section.

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