lizzet

It's been a while since i wrote, and it feels good to write. It calms me and drains the ashes and wax after a candle burns out inside me. I am one of these beings driven by sparks, i love to explore and exploit thoughts and possibilities, sometimes i feel this small percentage of fear but no, not many moments do i want to let fear overcome me. I have learnt in courageous and passionate ways how to overcome fear. I hate the 'safe' zone, that zone where you settle because you feel 'safe'. That 'safe' zone to me is a dangerous one, it makes me feel like i am not living, like am hanging around and i can't stand that. Every time i find myself in that zone, i itch like one with scabies, i burn inside till it feels like am going to blow out!. I have to get out of that zone, then i feel like myself. Some people call it courage, others think i have lost my head, well, i just say i am living the best way i know how, i give every opportunity a chance, i push myself...

Some weeks ago i attented this work seminar about happy and healthy working. I had such a wonderful day that i felt the need to share it out and who knows, we might end up loving our jobs more or i might end up brightening someone's day and hopefully help in the situation with job disatisfaction. Let's be honest, not everyone loves their jobs(some are there because bills have to be paid or there was no other job available), and even if you love your job, not everyday you jump out of bed excited to go to work. I love my job but sometimes it takes real pushing to go to work.The other day, i was running to change after my shift, i ran past this woman and said bye, and she asked, are you always running like this to work in the mornings too?, i just smiled. Ha! you bet!!  I applaud everyone who has worked same job, same office, same people for over 10 years, wow! It takes patience for such. well, here are some tips i learnt that day and been putting them into practice. Le...

Five years ago, my country was up in flames! Reason being that a president had been voted in (or whatever happened that they found their way there). Sad thing is, the people who were in power, rich and protected remained rich and protected!. My fellow kenyans, lost their property, their friends, and their homes. They suffered emotional and pysical abuse that has affected their lives directly or indirectly since then to date. It is sad when we have been friends and neighbours long enough in life that it was ok just pop in unannounced and have dinner, to being the same people who slaughtered each other to death because suddenly we had realised that we were from differrent tribes or had originated from differrent parts of the country. We only realised the differrence after the elections!. We owe it to ourselves to think and analyse the gains we get from these so called politicians. Politics is the dirtiest game we have watched revolve in kenya, from politicians hating on each o...