profile/433Snapchat-1769127158.jpg
Winneronyinye
Tips For Healthy Eating During Pregnancy
~2.0 mins read
You probably already know how important it is to eat a well-balanced diet, but it is even more important when you are pregnant. Keep in mind now you are eating for two. Whatever you eat, the baby eats as well. In fact the baby actually takes your nourishments so you must eat enough for both of you. The healthier you eat the better it is for the pregnancy and you.Never miss a meal while you are pregnant, especially breakfast. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day and your baby has probably been waiting since he/she woke up in the middle of the night. You may learn that if you wait so long before eating you start to feel sick, this is your body telling you to eat. Do it!Make sure you are getting enough of the food you need daily. It takes 4-6 servings of dairy produce a day for a healthy pregnancy, this can include some cheeses, milk, yogurt. This provides the baby with calcium which it'll need to develop healthy growing bones. Adding extra calcium to your diet wouldn't hurt you either, especially your teeth and bones. Don't forget about your fruit and vegetable servings. Lots of green is always a good choice, so are sweet potatoes. Not only will you be giving your body what it needs but you'll start to have more energy. Try laying off the sweets for a week and replace them with healthier items and see how alive you feel. Foods to AvoidNot all foods are safe during your pregnancy, there are a few things you should avoid eating:- unpasteurized products- brie and other soft cheeses if unpateurized.- Certain fish- exotic, shark, swordfish, anything potentially high in mercury- Raw eggs- Undercooked meats- lunch meats. If you are buying a deli sandwich you can ask for them to heat the meat up a little. – Caffeine- soda, chocolate. If you find this difficult you can wean yourself off, but the less caffeine in your system the better it is for the baby. If you are ever unsure of the foods you can eat, you can ask your doctor for a list of items to avoid during pregnancy. They'llbe more than happy to share this with you.You may also learn that your stomach won't handle certain foods that it would before. Some of those foods may include foods that contain grease, fast foods, meat, and certain foods that have a strong odor. Eating healthy doesn't mean you have to cut out all the fun in your life, you can still treat yourself from time to time. Go out and get a frozen yogurt or a smoothie. While you are making sure you get enough to eat throughout the day, that doesnÂ’t mean neglecting your fluid intake. You'll need lots of water and juices from here on out. The baby will thank you later. Who knows, you may discover that you really enjoy eating healthier meals and continue it even after the pregnancy.
profile/433Snapchat-1769127158.jpg
Winneronyinye
Prepare For Opportunity
~1.9 mins read
In the epic classic book and movie, Ben-Hur, the main character, Judah Ben-Hur, through an accident and tragic misunderstanding is arrested and sold to work in the mines by the Roman authorities. Despite going from the son of a wealthy family to slave, Ben-Hur refused to fall into despair. He exercised and built his strength up. When he was ready he inched his way up the mineshaft and made it to the top. Unfortunately, he was easily captured because he was blinded by the sunlight after spending so much time in the dark mine shaft. His captors were so impressed with his strength that they sold him to the Roman navy as a rower for their warships. Again Ben-Hur refused to give up. He used his great strength to become the best rower on the boat. Eventually, he was given the special privilege of not being chained to the boat. Later in a great naval battle, his boat was rammed and sunk. Because Ben-Hur was not chained, he was the only slave to escape. He was able to save the admiral who had given permission to have him unchained. The admiral was so grateful; he took him to Rome and adopted him as his son. Later when the admiral died, Ben-Hur inherited his great wealth. He eventually made his way back to Jerusalem and was reunited with his mother and sister. What can we learn from this story? Instead of slipping into despair from the injustice done to him, Ben-Hur burned with great desire for freedom and to right the wrong done to him. He refused to give up. Despite the hopeless situation he found himself in, he spent his time preparing himself. When opportunities came he took advantage of them. Winston Churchill To every man there comes . . . that special moment when he is figuratively tapped on the shoulder and offered the chance to do a special thing unique to him and fitted to his talent. What a tragedy if that moment finds him unprepared or unqualified for the work which would be his finest hour.” Many have had to go through tough times. Many think their situations are hopeless. Many think they are in dead-end jobs going nowhere. There is an amazing miracle waiting for those who bide their time by preparing and improving themselves. Develop your talents. Don’t waste your time spending hours watching TV or spending unproductive time on the Internet. Take classes. Successful people never stop learning. Improve the skills you already have. Improve your reading, writing, and vocabulary.There seems to be a universal law which seems to always send opportunity to those who are moving forward. You will be amazed when that opportunity comes along that your unique collection of talents and abilities fits it perfectly.
profile/433Snapchat-1769127158.jpg
Winneronyinye
What You Should Know Before You Get A Tattoo Or Piercing
~2.0 mins read
A tattoo may only take a few minutes to get but it can last a lifetime. Tattoos are permanent. They are designs put on your skiing with pigments injected into the top layer of your skin with needles.Here is how tattoos are created: A needle is connected to an apparatus with tubes which contain dye. These needles pierce t…Before getting a tattoo or a body piercing find out what all the risks are and how to get rid of the tattoo or body piercing if you no longer want it.A tattoo may only take a few minutes to get but it can last a lifetime. Tattoos are permanent. They are designs put on your skiing with pigments injected into the top layer of your skin with needles.Here is how tattoos are created: A needle is connected to an apparatus with tubes which contain dye. These needles pierce the skin multiple times kind of like a sewing machine but on your skin. The needle inserts tiny drops of ink creating the tattoo. Tattoos can hurt and a large tattoo can take up to several hours to create. The tattoo may even bleedWhat are the downsides of getting a tattoo?You are piercing your skin so you may be a risk for more skin infections if you get a tattoo or piercing.If you get a tattoo you put yourself at risk for getting blood related diseases. If the machine the tattoo artist uses you can you can get hepatitis C, hepatitis B, tetanus, tuberculosis and even HIV.If you use red ink in your tattoos you may get a rash with bumps.Tattoos can also lead to bacterial infections. The symptoms are redness, warmth, swelling and pus.Again if you use red ink in your tattoo this can cause allergic reactions that can last for years.Your tattoo will also require cleaning and maintenance. Your tattoo artist will give you instructions on how to clean and maintain your tattoo. You should apply skin care products and avoid too much exposure to the sun for your tattoo. Especially in the beginning.Tattoos takes several days to heal. Do not pick at the tattoo. Give the tattoo time to heal properly.What if you want to get rid of your tattoo? This is very common.Tattoo removal is difficult and often still leaves scars and skin discolorations.Laser surgery if the best way to get rid of a tattoo. Laser beams penetrate the top layer of the skin and the light is accepted by the tattoo. This method may demand up to 10 treatments over a period of a year and even then the tattoo might not completely disappear.Another method of tattoo removal is called Dermabrasion. The tattoo is frozen until the skin is numb then the skin is sanded down. This method does not hurt very much but it usually leaves a scar.You can also remove that tattoo surgically but this invariably leaves a scar.
profile/433Snapchat-1769127158.jpg
Winneronyinye
Love In The Age Of Genotype
~9.2 mins read
What does it mean when you fall in love with someone but cannot marry them or have a future with them because of your genotype? What do you do? Do you walk away or stick with them: in sickness and in health? Read about this young man who would have done everything and anything to be with the woman he loves but cannot marry.
We met in church. Which shouldn’t have happened; my only church rule is not to date anyone from church. It sounds like such a simple rule, and it was, until I met Lola. It was her voice, the look on her face — it was her. One minute we were at choir rehearsals, the next, I was plotting a future with her: what our children and home would look like, the trips we would go on, etc.
She lived on a campus, close to where I lived at the time. This made it easy for me to design a system: I went to her place every day after work, and stayed with her till the university gates were about to get closed around 11pm.
It didn’t take long for me to pop the question, to ask her: Hey ma’am, would you be my girlfriend? What took an even shorter time was easing into the relationship — we spent a lot of time together; she was essentially the only life I had outside of work. She was my social life. Before Lola, I had no sense of fashion, my closet was awful colours and threadbare clothes, but we changed my wardrobe together.
Our relationship went well for a month, until one cold evening. Leaning into me in her dark room, we started talking about genotype, an essential conversation for every Nigerian couple. It started with a conversation about her ex. He loomed like a threat in my mind as all exes typically do, but she was over him. That’s what she said, that they could never have worked out — their genotypes were incompatible. She didn’t need to tell me the rules. I knew them like a creed; someone with the AS genotype could not get married to someone with the AS genotype or AC genotype and vice versa. That was the story every educated Nigerian knew. My heart jumped, skipped several beats, jumped again. I tried to steady my breathing and shaky fingers. She continued.
“My mum’s brother, uncle Ola died after a crisis. He was SS.”
Her mother also had sickle cell.
In school, or outside of school like on social media or at a hospital and even in church, we learn that when someone with the AS genotype marries AS the following are the possible genotypes of their children: AA, AS, AS, SS and that the probability of having AA and SS is 0.25 but AS is 0.5. There is no guarantee that any of the children will be AA or AS, they could all be SS which is really dangerous. We are told that having a kid with sickle cell drains all the happiness in a marriage and that people with the AS genotype should only marry people with AA genotype, in order not to negotiate long-term happiness for “short-time passion.”
It was too early to think about marriage, but I told her about this one thing, amongst the few other things we share in common: we both carry the precious ‘A’ as half of our genotype. Things go a little south in the second letter – she’s an ‘S’, and I’m a ‘C’. While the AC genotype is not as popular — as it is rare — it is true that people with the AC and AS genotypes cannot get married for similar reasons.
If Lola and I have a child together, there is a 25% chance that they will have sickle cell trait (AS), a 25% chance they will have hemoglobin C trait (AC), and a 25% chance they will have hemoglobin SC disease (SC) which can cause the same complications as sickle cell disease (SS) although generally less severe.
She sighed and before I knew what was going on, the conversation had reached a very dangerous territory: breaking up.
“It was easy to break up with my ex because it felt right. But I’m not sure about this time. It feels different,” she said.
“Let’s just see how it goes,” I said, my fingers tracing the lines in her palms. “What’s the worst that can happen?”
We laid out our options – none of them included breaking up; nothing was going to keep us apart. The first option was to go ahead and try to have a baby when we got married, and if we discovered it was a risk genotype at pregnancy, we would abort. The second option was to just adopt. We agreed that the moment we had a child who was AS we were done with childbearing.
We even spoke with her doctor.
“We have people who go ahead and get lucky,” he said.
In the end, we decided to take a chance. We were willing to sail through together – and sail we did.
Until her mother had a crisis and the panic returned. This time, we ended the relationship. But only briefly because, two days later, we were back together. We were madly in love and so we stuck together. After a while, the panic returned, but this time, it was from Twitter. Twitter always has something to talk about, and on this particular day, it was genotype. I saw a tweet about it and sent it to her like I did with everything else – a funny skit, a dance video, porn.
When my phone rang moments later, I started to wonder if sharing the tweet had been a bright idea.
“Thank God you sent it. I’ve been thinking…” Her voice trailed off.
She went on to tell me about the conversation she had with her dad a week ago where he asked if she had a boyfriend and what his genotype was. When she told him my genotype was AC, he shouted at her. She probably didn’t raise it when it happened because it was difficult for her, but I created a window when I sent the tweet and she did. She probably would have had to anyway.
“We have to end it,” she finally said.
I was quiet for a long while, before I nodded to myself, then said yes to her hearing. I only agreed because I thought it would be like the last time where we got back together in a few days. The next day, I travelled for work on a one week trip; we weren’t speaking over the phone, but we were texting as usual, so it felt like nothing had happened, like we hadn’t broken up, like we were going to have a life together, against all odds. It felt like all was well.
It was only when I returned that I realised that things had changed — I felt the impact of the change like breeze hit my face.
I scrolled through Twitter to see how she was doing and with her tweets like nothing had happened, she seemed to be doing fine. It drove me crazy: how could you be heartbroken and still active? Maybe being on social media and acting normal is a coping mechanism for her, as leaving became for me. I emptied my bio, blacked out my avatars across all my social accounts, and then deleted them altogether — I felt unstable. I eventually deactivated Twitter.
It’s expected that I try to heal and move on, but the weeks passed, and I didn’t. I couldn’t. Perhaps, because I wasn’t trying. I didn’t delete her photos. I looked at them every day. I was willing to do anything to have her back. I knew she had ended our relationship because of our genotype struggle, but what if I could fix it?
I reached out to her after a while to ask her about an option I had been thinking about. “What if I do a bone marrow transplant? And switch from AC to AA?” I asked.
It’s the only medically proven way to fix it. I’d need an AA donor who was a match, preferably family. The bone marrow would be extracted from the donor’s hip, and then we would have pre-transplant evaluations of our vital organs. We would speak to a psychologist. 10 days before, they would put me on admission in sterile conditions. Then the bone marrow which was extracted from the donor’s hip would be passed into my body like a transfusion for a few hours. Afterward, I’d be kept under sterile conditions for the next month, because of the vulnerability to infections. I’d eventually be discharged and monitored for the next few months to make sure it worked. I’d do it in India. It would cost about $15,000. I don’t have that kind of money, but it didn’t matter; I’d look for it, take a loan or something. There are people who don’t survive it, but it was a chance I was willing to take.
In the end, we would be together — it would be worth it.
“It’s too dangerous,” she said and hung up.
My parents are AS and they survived it with no SS children — a testimony of the best case scenario. Her family on the other hand is the opposite — evidence of all that could go wrong: Her mother is SS, her uncle died from a sickle cell crisis.
I’m still hanging on though, hoping we can get back together. I know I’m not getting into a relationship for a very long time. If this is truly over, then I just might become that person you’ve seen at the parties. That 40-something-year-old bachelor, standing close to the speakers, dancing and drinking all the booze. The one who’s everyone else’s entertainment, but is, in fact, sad and lonely.
My friends think I’m suicidal. I’ve done drugs to try to survive. One night, I even finished a bottle of Jameson. I’ve also tried distracting myself with more work, but even that’s not working. My friends are constantly checking on me and I’m grateful for this. They tell me it is normal, and that I should just give myself time. But it isn’t, and I know this. People who tell me I’ll get over it probably haven’t experienced actual love. Love that consumes you and takes you away.
The words, ‘love of my life’ annoys me a lot. It triggers me when people use this word anyhow. For me, it means that you can move on after two years, get married, start a new life, but the moment you set your eyes on someone else, there’s the potential for your entire life to fall apart again.
I recently read this interesting story of sickle cell. The story goes that malaria was dealing a heavy blow to our ancestors, and killing them. And so their bodies tried to fight back, and the only way to fight the malaria parasite, was for the cell to change a little. Some self-sabotage. And so my ancestors lived and had children, who had children, who had children.
Could their bodies have known that this act of survival was going to cause this much hurt today?
profile/433Snapchat-1769127158.jpg
Winneronyinye
Two Hearts Are Now One
~6.8 mins read
It is fitting that I should write this storyon Valentines Day, for this is a story of two broken hearts; healed and mended, then melted together as one–in an instant. This is a story of True Love. Anyone who comes from a broken family understands the pain of divorce. I was twenty-seven years old when my parents divorced, and while some people think that a person shouldn’t be “affected” by such things once they are adults, I can assure you–I WAS! I was shocked when my parents divorced. I had no forewarning in the natural. But, on the day that my dad told my mom that he was moving out, I felt a great anxiety in my spirit–so great that I told my husband, “Something is terribly wrong in California. I want to phone home.” Considering the fact that I was three thousand miles away, on a remote island in Northern Canada, when I felt this anxiety, you can appreciate that I was deeply affected. Pain and confusion became constant companions as I tried to “understand” what had happened–what right did he have to leave my mother? Whose standard was he using to exercise his right to leave her? What had she done that was so terrible that he could not live with her? I had questions and I asked them of nearly everyone around me. I asked God the same questions, and in so doing, I realized that my own life was in quite a mess. As I came into a better alignment with God, I searched the Bible for “the answer” to all my questions about my dad. Since he had been a Baptist minister at one time, I felt certain that he would know and obey what the Bible said about such an important issue. About two years after the divorce, the whole family gathered in California–for one of those BIG attempts to bring reconciliation–I felt certain that dad would listen to God’s Word. I reached for my Bible and said, “Dad, look at what God has to say about what you are doing.” Before I could find the carefully selected passage of scripture that would straighten this mess out, he stood up and loudly cursed me, the Bible and the whole family. Then he walked out. Needless to say we were all in shock. The shock of that cursing lasted a long time–eighteen years for myself, and twenty years for my brother and sister. Eighteen years is a long time. Think about it. It generally takes eighteen years to graduate from high school. A whole “lifetime” of events takes place in eighteen years. During those years, contact with my dad was minimal. A card from him on my birthday, Christmas cards, the odd phone call which always stirred up the pain. Someone would hear about something that he was doing and he would again become the topic of our conversation for weeks. My mother never stopped talking about him. She never let him go. My mom maintained her relationship with God throughout this long painful separation. She read her Bible, went to church, cared about us kids and loved her grandkids. She worked as a secretary and saved her money so she wouldn’t be a burden on anyone when she retired. But, always, she was obsessed with talking about my dad. I would say that most of our conversations about him were judgemental. After all, we read our Bibles; we knew that what he had done was wrong. She had done nothing that the Bible sanctioned as reason for divorce. By the time of his third marriage, we knew he wasn’t coming back to her. Still, his actions and their effect on our lives were frequent topics of our conversations. After many years, I gave up hope for my dad to ever be reconciled to his family. I doubted he was even a Christian. I felt he was a totally lost, immoral, unstable, unsavory person. That was a very dark time for me. Gradually, I got used to the darkness in my own soul–it seemed normal. Mother did retire and she moved from California to Canada to be near my family. She had missed out on much of the growing up of my five children, and she wanted to get to know them. She bought a condominium two blocks from my house and the kids enjoyed having “Gran” live so close. One year after moving here, she was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s disease. Lou Gehrig’s disease was a death sentence. There was no cure. There was no treatment. I spent four months pryaing and asking God to heal my mother. Finally, the answer came: “Help her die.” I accepted her diagnosis and did all I could to help her. I wish I could tell you that I was a “good little Christian” who praised and thanked God every day for His righteous judgements–but, the truth is that I questioned God. I really felt that it was unfair of Him to let my dad go free, when he was the one who had done this great wrong to his family, and to allow my mother to die this cruel death. Finally, I asked God, “How do You see this situation?” The answer He spoke to my heart would one day transform all our lives. About a year after my mother died, I felt something stirring inside of me–a desire to see my dad. In the long eighteen years of separation, I had only invited him once to visit my home and during that visit I had tried again–and unsuccessfully, again–to confront him with the Bible. I had no reason to expect that another visit would end differently, but I honored that desire anyway and invited him for a long weekend. My dad came armed with his own arsenal of justifications. He knew what to expect from me. I hadn’t planned anything specific to confront him on–I didn’t need to, I had a whole list of offenses that I could whip out at any given moment. So, the weekend progressed–awkwardly, but quietly. I had no idea that Spirit was about to move in on us in a powerful way. I simply invited two gentlemen friends over for lunch. They lead a prayer group I attended and I suppose I hoped they would “say something” important to my dad. If not, it was a way to let others meet my dad and see the man who had so wounded me. We were sitting around my dining room table, when one gentleman began telling the story of a young soldier in Napoleon’s army who had gone A.W.O.L., been caught and was now about to face the firing squad. This young man’s mother came to Napoleon and pleaded for mercy for her son. Napoleon replied, “He doesn’t deserve mercy.” To which the mother implored, “But, Sir, if he deserved it, it wouldn’t be mercy!” At that, Napoleon allowed the boy to live. After telling this story, the gentleman said, “I have no idea why I told that story. It just came into my head.” As he had been speaking, I felt the strangest sensation of heat come over my head and into my chest. Without wavering, I said, “I know why you told that story.” I turned toward my dad and gently said, “Dad, when mom was dying, I felt that God was being very unfair. So I asked Him what He had to say about the situation. Would you like to hear what God had to say about you and mom?” The room was very quiet. I could tell that my dad was afraid to know. But, after a few moments he indicated that he would. I felt the heat increasing as I reached deep into my soul for those words, “He said, ‘I could not heal your mother, because she would not forgive. But I see the wounds upon your father’s heart, and I have pity on him.” In the moment I spoke those words, the power of Spirit hit both of us “like lightening.” We stood up, pushed our chairs back from the table and fell into each others arms, sobbing. After quite a while of crying and kissing, we sat down again–even the two gentlemen present were crying–and I realized that I could not remember even one of those offenses on my “list.” The whole list was erased from my memory–and five years later, it is still gone! (10 years later too.) From that day on, my dad and I have had a relationship that is far beyond mere “reconciliation” or “recovery.” We never had a relationship like this before–ever! This is a totally new relationship! We talk on the phone every weekend, we plan visits around special holidays, we go to conferences together. Where before my dad had been closed to the “things of the Spirit,” due to the wounding caused by my own judgementalism and legalism, now he is hungry for more of the Spirit. Right away my dad began having powerful dreams which he KNEW were from God. He shares these dreams with me and we discuss their possible meanings. Two years after this momentous day, my dad was reconciled to my brother and sister. My family traveled to California where we had a true “family reunion.” It had been twenty years since the divorce. Whenever my dad and I are together, we look for an opportunity to share our story. It is a story that brings hope to hopelessly broken relationships. It is a True Love story.
profile/433Snapchat-1769127158.jpg
Winneronyinye
You Have A Gift, Release It!
~2.9 mins read
It may be singing, acting or craftsmanship. Or you may have an eye for detail, allowing you to turn an ordinary pace into a wonderful haven, where people would want to spend their time.It’s never too late to make a change and find a path that will allow you to be true to yourself. You just need to recognize your gift and take it out from where it i…Every person on this earth has a special gift. The gifts may not all be equal but they are all special. What is your gift?It may be singing, acting or craftsmanship. Or you may have an eye for detail, allowing you to turn an ordinary pace into a wonderful haven, where people would want to spend their time.It’s never too late to make a change and find a path that will allow you to be true to yourself. You just need to recognize your gift and take it out from where it is hidden.The time has come for you to let your light shine and to do what you truly enjoy. Do it for yourself and for nobody else. But when you do, your light might just lighten up somebody else’s way.Before I started my business I thought I had no special talent and that I therefore had nothing worthwhile to offer. I know that many of you are at that place right now. I want to encourage and tell you that you have something. What it is I don’t now, only you do. But I now this, it is something special.Not sharing it with the world will be doing a great is service to yourself and to the entire world. Nothing is appreciated until it is released for all to see, hear and treasure.Imagine a world without a Mariah Carey, Michael Jackson, Bill Gates or a Picasso. It’s almost like imagining a world without music or computers as we know them. By sharing their talent with us, these individuals have certainly made our world a better place.There are others you can think of, who have appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and have redefined our worlds. They have changed the way we eat drink and relax, even the way we do business. But before they took that step to show us what they had, nobody had even an inkling as to what was coming.What about you? Who knows how you could change our world. You could be the next big thing, but even if you don’t change the world like Bill Gates, you could still change our world, in a million ways. And ultimately that’s the most important part. Changing your world.If you don’t do something about it, you’ll never know what you’re capable of. You’ll never know how it could have been. By taking that first step you’re making a declaration of your independence.What caused me to take that first step? I was sick and tired of living for weekends. I was tired of working for a living, of always not having enough money. I got tired of getting up in the morning and going to work even if I didn’t feel it. I was tired of being told what to do and how to do it. I wanted my freedom and independence.I realized that there are so may people all over the world who need someone to tell them that they can achieve their dreams, just as I needed someone to tell me that.I knew that when I made it I would inspire so many others who thought they couldn’t make it. When you make your dreams come true it may be only for yourself, but there are hundreds and maybe thousands who’ll be inspired. Especially in your own community.They’ll say if so and so could do it, I can do it too. People are not as much influenced by people from afar as they are by those close to them. Your success becomes their success.So go out there and follow your dreams. Don’t be afraid to become the first in your community. Take it little by little, day by day, step by step. As you accomplish the one step the next step will come into view, and will be that much more manageable.
profile/433Snapchat-1769127158.jpg
Winneronyinye
"Knowing"Prosperity
~2.4 mins read
When your outer circumstances keep reflecting the illusion of lack, it’s easy to get frustrated because you think your attraction attempts aren’t working. However, that very frustration is what will keep you locked into the cycle of lack!In order to break out of the illusion of lack, you have to use the power …One of the more challenging aspects of learning how to attract prosperity is the ability to “know†you’re prosperous – even when you don’t yet feel like you are!When your outer circumstances keep reflecting the illusion of lack, it’s easy to get frustrated because you think your attraction attempts aren’t working. However, that very frustration is what will keep you locked into the cycle of lack!In order to break out of the illusion of lack, you have to use the power of your will to diminish the energy you have invested in it previously. How do you invest energy into the creation of lack?- By constantly thinking about it and focusing on it.- By constantly affirming that it exists in your life.- By complaining about it to others.- By identifying with the lack you see in the world around you.The more attention and energy you give to the existence of lack, the more lack you attract back to yourself.The good news is that you can also use this same process to attract abundance and prosperity into your life, except you focus on the opposite end of the spectrum!- Constantly think about and focus on abundance and prosperity. However, NOT from a place of need, fear or anxiety – but from a place of joy, confidence and optimism that it is already yours.- Constantly affirm that you are a natural prosperity magnet, and great abundance flows into your life easily and frequently.- Share the wonderful things that happen to you with others. Rather than complaining about the bad stuff, share the good stuff and encourage the people in your life to do the same.- Pay attention to the great abundance that surrounds you at all times. This includes the material possessions, people and blessings you have in your life, but also the expressions of abundance you encounter while out in the world. Rather than feeling envious of rich and successful people, imagine that the universe has just held up a mirror to let you know that YOU can also be just as rich and successful.Most importantly, develop the inner “knowing†that you can CHOOSE prosperity and abundance, just as easily as you chose lack and struggle.You may not believe that you’ve chosen lack and struggle (who in their right minds would?) – but it’s very possible to choose by default. Unless you consciously choose to be prosperous, it’s like sitting in the back seat of your car and expecting it to deliver you to your desired destination. You actually have to get behind the wheel and DRIVE! :-)Try reciting this affirmation several times a day:â€I KNOW I am a powerful creator in my own right, and I CHOOSE the harmonious flow of prosperity and abundance NOW.â€When you first start saying it, you’ll probably feel like you’re lying. That’s because deep down inside, you really don’t “know†any such thing. But keep at it. Keep saying the affirmation with strength and power and conviction in your voice, and you really will start to believe it.And that’s when everything in your outer circumstances will begin to shift toward the prosperity and abundance you “know†you deserve.
profile/433Snapchat-1769127158.jpg
Winneronyinye
What Are You Really Missing Out On
~4.0 mins read
Life is all about experience. Most of us have quite a vast intellectual knowledge of the world. Intellectually we know what’s available to us as human beings and although most people haven’t got everything they want, they at least have an intellectual knowledge of it. They know what exists and they know what is available. There is, however a huge difference between intellectual knowledge and experiential knowledge. We all long to experience the objects of our desire. Knowing simply isn’t enough. We want to feel and we want to experience that which we know by engaging all our senses and all of our nervous system to fully comprehend that which exists only as impulses in our minds. Until and unless you actually experience something it will remain an idea and a concept that will always leave you wanting more. Experience is the process by which you turn your intellectual knowledge into a physical experience and when you experience it, it becomes real because you get to feel it in your nervous system. You involve your emotions and, in the process, you get to feel the fullness of a concept turned real and made manifest in reality. You can know yourself to be kind, but until and unless you do something kind, the idea will remain intellectual and weak. Only when you take the idea and act on it will you create the experience. Having the experience of kindness is what you really want. Experience then is something we create by taking an idea and putting it to use through action. It is when you use your will to take action when you get to “see” the invisible idea take shape in physical form and through physical experience. We all have a deep seeded need to experience that which we know intellectually and that which we crave to experience through our senses and our emotions. From this point of view we are all constantly striving to experience through our physical bodies and our emotions that which we hold as an idea in our intellect and our minds. The easiest way to turn your ideas into reality is through action. When you use your will you can take any idea and just do it to have the experience of your knowledge. The real purpose of knowledge is action for what good is knowledge when you can’t use it? The challenge for most people is that they are held back by their own limiting beliefs and fears. Fears and limiting beliefs are actually imaginary for the belief that taking action might lead to a specific “bad” outcome is what actually prevents you from taking action. It is the fear that doing “this” will mean “that” or will lead to “that” even though it has not occurred yet (and will most probably not). The reality is that all experience in life happens through contrast. We live in a world that is relative. Everything in life exists in relation to something else and everything in life has it’s reciprocal. A wise man once said that someone born blind will never know the meaning of darkness for he’s never seen the light. Neale Donald Walsh explains it beautifully in Conversations with God when he said that in the absence of that which is not, that which is, is not. For us to experience anything we must also experience the opposite. Life can never be just a flat and one dimensional experience. It simply does not exist. The challenge is that most people live in the delusion that their lives are in shatters because there are some things they do not like. In reality they are just experiencing the opposite of what they do want. Hot does not exist without cold. There can be no rainbow without the storm. It is in the contrast that we get to truly live life through the experience of both . When you learn to see life experiences as different states of the same thing you can start to really appreciate all of life and truly have the experience of living life. Appreciating and acknowledging that which is not the way you want, will give you a totally different perspective on everything that you do not like in your life, both past and present. Whether you are feeling lonely, depressed, sad or frustrated you can actually start to appreciate these emotions for it’s because of them that you can experience love, vitality, joy and passion. Regardless of whether you call something good or bad, experience is what will give you fulfilment in life. You have one incredible gift and that is to take your inner desires and experience them. This gift is the gift of action which is your ability to take an impulse of thought and desire and put it to use. In it’s original latin form the word experience actually means to “test” or to “try”. When you relinquish your attachment to just experiencing pleasure you will start to see the use and even the meaning of pain for the one creates and defines the other. Experience has no, and needs no attachment to specific outcomes. Although it does not guarantee you a specific outcome, it does guarantee you a rich life that is filled with a multitude of contrasting sensations. Every cell in your body has a “memory” and through experience you get to feel and “record” your intellectual knowledge by engaging all of you. This is the true meaning of “knowing” for it comes with a deep sense of certainty that you feel in your whole body. This is when you “know it in your bones” – it is a deeper understanding that can never come from intellectual knowledge alone. Your world cannot be grasped by contemplation and knowledge alone, but only through action.
Paste links to your social accounts below