Make Things Happen!!!


I was listening to a great man speak one day and he said something that struck me. He said, ” I don’t read the news any more.  People wonder why but I realised that there are two types of people; people who read the news and people who make the news. I’d rather be making the news”

It completely blew my mind. I gave it a deep thought. I asked myself “How does one go about living such a life of excellence?” Then I read a post from this same man. This is what he wrote:

…Instead of waiting for good or bad things to happen to you, make things happen!

So, that job opportunity might never arise, create a job opportunity for yourself.  You have the solution within you. It’s a simple law of attraction. If you desire a change and you begin to become that change, in no time the change happens.  

Let me share a story with you. I had been looking for a job that would help me express my passion which is helping young girls and speaking out for women but it never came. I became bitter and miserable because I felt I would never be fulfilled in life…until I learnt the simple yet powerful principle that if the opportunity wasn’t coming, I had to create it by myself and for myself. So, I set to work and this blog was born. The moment I started pursuing my passion actively, people interested in such a cause began to gravitate towards me including you reading this post now. The possibilities are endless only if you will take your life by the horn and tell it where to go.    
   I’m making the headlines! The world ain’t seen nothing yet. Get up and look for a challenge today! Make things happen for you and for others to the glory of God. Give your life a meaning today!


P.S: If you would like to listen to the powerful speech that inspired this post kindly mail me and I’ll share with you!

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A new beginning: How dare you?

“Our greatest fears or mightiest resistance might just be our smoothest route to fulfillment; that door you’ve been trying to unlock for donkey years” Anu Adelakun

I cut my hair. I looked into that grand mirror that once belonged to my great grandfather,  held those sharp scissors and chopped it off. I had been in this same scenario three times before today. I’ll hold up my hair, hold the scissors but chicken out. But today it was different.  Everything that once mattered didn’t even mean a thing to me. I had wondered what my Mum would think, how irresponsible or less womanly I would appear before her, how my dad would think “your mates are getting married, you are here going through a quarter-life crisis” or how my grandmother would get scared that no man would pick on me as an object of admiration because I lost my beauty; my hair. None of it mattered today. I wanted to be ME.


I wanted to make a choice, I wanted to put my finger in that fire and know what getting burnt felt like. I wanted to live without the regret of not trying when I could. That was all I could think of. It wasn’t peer pressure. It was “ME” pressure. The deep longing to be that Woman I am in my head. To emerge from the long overdue cocoon and spread my colourful wings laced with the strength of years of beating the torn drum of adventure till the whispers became a loud sound of rythm.


It was the herald of my hearts desires, a new beginning, a pursuit of fulfillment.  Months down the line,  I realised it wasn’t just about my hair, it was a liberation of my mind; let’s call it Independence day. It has made me a more decisive risk taker. Boy, do I love the patience I’m learning while grooming my new curls? Anything is possible if you believe.  As you think, so you become.

I love New beginnings!

Look at me now, fearless and stronger with an ebony fullness of short blossoming curls to show for it.

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How dare you not overcome your personal fears? It’s 2015 people! Anything is possible. You’ve got what it takes.

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On a very sober note…

Hi everyone, so its been 9days since I posted any stuff up here. Trust me I have been up to a whole lot. I got to witness first-hand the aftermath and subsequent events that follow rape. A loved one got raped and it hurt me to my strands of hair. While the case is undergoing due procedure, I took sometime out to think through somethings. You know, when someone dies, you reflect about life, when you get something wrong, you replay the scenario in your head and ask questions to see where you derailed. When one is sexually violated and assaulted on so many wrong levels, the experience becomes real to you. The questions are hanging in the air, the tears are real, the heartbreak and worthless feeling are there. You wish it never happened, you wish something immediate and drastic could be done about it, you wish justice would be served. You wonder what people would say or think about the person, you wonder if the person would ever truly heal from such horrendous experience. Theres so much on your mind.


I have had the priviledge of helping out with two narcotic addicts anda handful of rape victims. But this one right here beats them all. Yes, because it happened to someone very close to me.  After blaming myself for not being there for my loved one and getting mad, I set to work. I met a Life coach who introduced me to the natural law of attraction (I promise to share with you soon) and after so much pondering and deep thoughts I decided that focusing on the bad thing that had happened wasn’t going to yield any progress reports. So, I choose to focus on the positive in this situation. The fact that my loved one is alive and still has dreams, no one can rape that out of her, the fact that theres a million and one beautiful experiences waiting for her to taste, the fact that time well spent and invested in the right emotional and mental input can heal the wounds.

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Then I look at her, and see nothing but a victor of rape, never a victim. A brand new specie of woman, stronger, fearless, wiser, ready to take on  the world and I love her for this. Rape is never a good t hing but we can’t afford spending valauble time sulking about it. WE MUST GET UP AND MOVE ON! That is not to say rape offenders should be excused. Yes, we can forgive but justice must prevail. To every one who has ever been sexually violated or had close shove with such unthinkable experiences, GET UP, DUST YOURSELF AND MOVE ON!

One With You,

The Lady in the White Scarf.


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PINK DIALOGUES: Women in Politics are more reliable than Men, how true?

Hello there!

In case you were wondering, well you just entered a community meeting where all our important opinions are considered. Thank you for clicking on that link and joining a band wagon of progressive change.

This is our debut hot topic. Trust me, it is not cliche and I will tell you why.

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A former president of Nigeria, Chief Olusegun Obasanjo, has said women are more reliable in politics than their male counterparts.He said this when some national executive officers and members of the Nigeria Association of Women journalists visited him at his Hilltop residence in Abeokuta to present him a Father of the Nation Award during the visit.

He, however, noted women were not often given the opportunity to exhibit their potential because of cultural and religious inhibitions.Obasanjo said the task of building a nation could not be achieved only by men.According to him, politics must be played with decency, dignity and honour that women are known for.He said, “One of the best journalists that ever served me was a woman, and that was the late Mrs Oluremi Oyo (The Punch Newspaper Nov.5, 2014)

It is not everyday you hear a man admit to such valuable truth and Obasanjo is one known to speak frankly about issues.

Anyway, what are your thoughts on this?