#UGblogMonth Day 10 : A CONFESSION

I confess I am strange, weird, an anormally. In fact I am always surprised when someone understands me or claims to understand me. It’s like saying you truly understand the essence of weird things from physics class like Archimede’s principal. Speaking of Archimedes who under heaven names their child that. But back on track I have become too comfortable with my life that I am shocked people don’t know or think the way I do and they are in turn shocked there’s a lady that doesn’t like flowers or thinks fish is better than pork.

The other day I told my instagram people I prefer poetry to music and up to now they believe I was bluffing. Like who even likes those weird things written by hyper emotional people. I know a couple of people that think “emotional” is a negative word and so they only whisper it. God forbid they become it and therefore it is strange that anyone would wear their emotions as a badge of honour. I don’t wear my emotions but I must confess I enjoy being mysterious. Part of me thinks it’s as cool as being Wonder Woman. I love the sound of my mother saying “that one she will surprise you” – every time she is talking to strangers. This one time I told her I was going to be the minister of health and she said of course you can be anything, you are unpredictable. I want to think this is how it feels to be a time ticking bomb hidden away in someone’s basement: no one is sure of the impact you will cause but they are well aware it will be massive or may be you will be disconnected, who knows?

But you see with how my genetic make up is set I’m the kind that would want to know such detail.

It is why I constantly join the captain Jack Sparrow’s of this world in search for wisdom. It is important to know. Knowledge is power but I often add that it is also responsibility. If we don’t act on what we know then ignorance would be better. My friend Maya puts it better when she says “Knowledge is only half the journey, the other half is finding, living and sharing it”

I am a ferocious reader. I read right about anything but African literature stole my heart. In this relationship we are not yet sure who popped the question or if the question was popped at all. What we know is that we answered to a call. The call to be represented in pages and feel connected to people from different back grounds. This is one of the many reasons I am thankful for the internet.

This pandemic even shows better just how interconnected we are. At the end of the day we might be unequal at the time of birth but death levels the playing ground. Speaking of death, do you ever think of death. Are you ready to be transfigured into another realm. If you asked me this I’d tell you something I read from Nancy Kacungira on the importance of dying empty. I’ll tell you that there is life in you begging to be lived and a world that demands to be experienced. They often told us that experience is the best teacher but forgot to add that it teaches fools. But some days it takes a fool to experience what others are too afraid of trying. I confess I have a weird relationship with fear. Some days I’m not sure if we are distant cousins or she is the sister my mother never told me about. The way she pokes her nose into my business from time to time is uncomfortable but like I said we have a relationship, an understanding. We have learnt how to co-exist. Step out scared as hell and let your faith lead you. This is one of my life’s mantra. I confess I am a mantra junky. I pick them like flowers blossoming in spring and then plant them in my mind. My mind is a safe haven for things. But I have told you too much about myself already. Let us continue these mind-ful conversations another day

Bellows of love

Β©Tales of a Curious mind

33 thoughts on “#UGblogMonth Day 10 : A CONFESSION

  1. I find you curiously interesting like how are you able to allow us readers to walk the corridors of your mind, to experience your thoughts all just through words! I enjoyed reading this…and who indeed names their child Archimedes?

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  2. For starters I don’t think you’re weird haha. But we need to work on that fear and distant cousins. You are going to be whoever you set your mind to be and I can’t wait to see how that turns out πŸ‘πŸΎπŸ‘πŸΎ
    Leave the pork and flowers for us hopeless romantics Bambi. With bars if chocolate too πŸ™Š
    Tell me you don’t like chocolate too and I Chuck you officially 😩
    But good read Fifi. ❀️

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    1. I love love Chocolate, of I can be an influencer. So no you are not about to chuck me πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

      And yes!! to working on the fear, it creeps in on some days but regardless I step out in faith. πŸ’ƒ


  3. Knowledge is only half the journey, the other half is finding, living and sharing it.

    Hello Maya. I know you’ll read this.


    Thank you for being dope friends with Fiona. She’s weird, right?πŸ˜‚

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  4. If there is an award for owning self Fiona you would win it.Emotions are mines of wealth in waiting so I can imagine the treasure you sit on.How brilliantly you work with all the bits of you is a reminder of owning our selves and the little bits like fear that come with us. I enjoyed reading this confession, I’m away to confess to my journal. πŸ˜€

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