Limitless

Welcome to Limitless!  *Laughs in stress. This week has been a lot. I’ve overused and exhausted all of my social battery and I’m thinking of the ways that I can limit my social interaction today, which is Sunday. Lol. Forget my online/social presence, I am definitely not a social butterfly.  In fact, I still get shy when people comment on something I posted or wrote online when they see me in person. I really have to get used to that, I guess. Everything I do, professionally, at church, and online are almost counter-my actual-personality. Lol. I just coined a word.  I see it as God pulling me out of my shell and teaching me some things…  Lol. Do I sound too deep?😂 I don’t think so.  I just have to gist you guys about this chinchin that I tried to bake yesterday😂 which still feels like today because it’s 1am and I’m still awake. I wanted to bake six cups, I had started mixing the dry ingredients when I realized I had no eggs.  I had seen this day in a dream a while back. I baked chinc

Welcome to Limitless!  I was about to get on the train yesterday when I saw this guy on a phone call smiling sheepishly, about to get on the train too.  We boarded, and apparently he had been talking with his wife or fiancé (I’m assuming) whom he was meeting on the train because he gave her the deepest kiss on the cheek when he saw her. She is probably not a PDA  person because she squirmed and shook her head after. Lollll. They talked and laughed all through their ride that they almost missed their stop. They scampered as they saw that the train’s door was about to close at their stop. My eyes followed them as they got off the train.  Meanwhile, the lady across me turned to look at the couple too. We both knowingly laughed out loud at the drama that just ensued.  She fawned at how cute the couple were and she recounted everything that happened to me not knowing that I had been watching too😂.  Something about her struck me though. She had the most beautiful ivory black skin perfectly

Photo from Guillaume Jaillet on Unsplash  Welcome to Limitless!  Yayyy! I’m excited for this one. A huge thank you to everyone that contributed to this. I really appreciate it!  Here’s what some Nigerians in Canada experienced as their first culture shocks.  1. A.M- Air.  This one is a shocker because this person is Canadian, but I’m guessing she is talking about the poor air quality we had last summer. The air was smokey and humid as a result of wild fires; that wasn’t fun. This probably came as a shock to her having lived in Canada her whole life.  2. F.O- People find it disrespectful when you say sir or ma. 😂😂😂. I was shocked too o. Let me even gist you guys. That’s how one day, my new coworker who just migrated from a non-African country kept on calling my business owner “Sir” or would put Mr. in front of his name. It was so awkward. But, I understood where she was coming from. The owner had to tell her that his name is just his name and there was no need for the extra Sir or Mr

Welcome to Limitless!  I firmly believe that as much as there are love languages in relationships, they also apply to friendships.  I posted on my story some time ago about how I was going to start writing thoughtful notes about friends and family on their birthdays if I wanted to. I would be doing this regardless of the length of their birthday wish or whatever they posted on my own birthday.  You see, I had come from a place of going to see how other people wished me a happy birthday or the energy they put in while wishing me to determine how I would wish them. And it started when I noticed that I would type really long messages about friends, and they would either trivialize the messages I send or give zero energy on my own birthday.  I took down the story talking about the issue because it looked really petty. But really, I was just responding to unreciprocated affection, or let’s say ill-reciprocated affection.  The thing now is, I have noticed that people love differently in frie

Welcome to Limitless! And happy third month, hehe!  ~ Reallyyyy! This adulthood is not for the weak. The bills are billing and the upkeep is upkeeping🤣. Yeah, can you tell I’m a Gen Z yet?! Everything is everythinging😂😂.  I was talking to one of my guys on Saturday and he was like he’s thinking about what he would eat when he gets home. I actually laughed out and shook my head. These are the issues. You’ve just gotta look after yourself. If you decide to drink garri and sleep, no one will question you. Regardless, you still have to fix a meal by yourself if you would like to participate in the eating experience😀. What? You would order a meal? In my opinion, it’s not even cost-effective for this adulthood financial journey. It’s just better to cook your own food; you save more money, and you know what you are eating that way. I mean occasional food orders are very needed.  I personally order a meal when I’m sick, achieved a feat, or I’m superrr lazy to cook and have nothing in my fr

Welcome to Limitless!  I’ve backspaced so many times, and I just keep thinking of what to write. It’s like having so many things in your head, but you don’t know which exactly to pick. It do be like that sometimes, so I’m just going with the flow. Okay, delete that. Let’s pretend I’m perfect😄.  Let’s talk about My First Culture Shocks in Canada.  First culture shock for me when I came to Canada was “oh, I actually need to wear socks”.  Photo from Kate Laine on Unsplash  I always wondered why people in colder continents wore socks in their houses whenever I saw pictures and videos of them. Is it aesthetics or are they wearing it for aesthetics? Or is it the same reason people wear bathroom slippers back in Nigeria? Anyways, I got a firsthand answer. No one taught me to go throw a pair of socks on by the time the “inside cold” hit my leg. Apparently, the feet and palms get colder faster.  Second culture shock was liquid milk.  Photo from  Nikolai Chernichenko  on Unsplash  What do you m

  Welcome to Limitless!  Today, let’s talk about celebrating others while waiting. I know this is one of those tough conversations, but hear me out.  Celebrating others while waiting can sometimes prove to be difficult.  I forgot that I had this topic in my blog draft until I saw a post on Twitter a few days ago. The user posted about how she had been praying the same prayers for about four years, I think, and she hasn’t gotten any answer yet.  She said, and I’m paraphrasing, that she gets sad whenever she sees other people’s testimonies and sometimes just log off while she’s watching the challenge probably because she was tired of asking for the same things with no results.  Moment of vulnerability- this exact thing happened to me some years ago. I was so sad about things not working in my life and didn’t see the need of repeating the same prayer points. So, I didn’t join the Hallelujah challenge that particular day.  How do people wait on God for 10, 20, 30, 40 years, and still stay

Photo by Amir Esrafili on Unsplash  Welcome to Limitless!  What’s your most memorable Valentine? Have you ever had a Valentine when you were expecting to receive a gift, but you didn’t?  Have you even ever had a real Valentine’s? That’s a question for you single pringles😭🫢😂. Okay okay. Small joke.  I did an anonymous survey of people’s most memorable Valentine’s Experience. The following are the responses: 1. ‘Wow. Hmm let me see. I think the best Valentine’s Day ever was the very first one with my now hubby. I was visiting family in Nigeria; hubby was in the UK that period and he surprised me with cake, flowers, wine and the likes. Special delivery for me to my     childhood house.   It was very special because it was the first time my grandma got to find out about him and see the prayers she rained over him that day. It was a very very very great first impression of him to my family and vice versa. Definitely a Val’s day I would never forget’. My comment: I can’t help but “awww” a

Welcome to Limitless!  It’s February! Can I get a woohooooo🥳💃🏾💃🏾💃🏾.  Okay okay, let me calm down. I love February so much, I’m guessing you know the reason already. Hehe.  ~  Single people! Don’t let anybody pepper or pressure you!! Relationship people, never compare!! Anddd let us hear word👀. Okay okay, don’t bite me.  I want us to talk about comparison though.  You’ve probably heard the saying, “comparison is the thief of joy”. Comparison is that situation whereby instead of being grateful and happy for the little or much you have, you measure it with other people’s journey.  Stay with me.  To my Single People If you know that seeing people flaunt their Valentine gifts or relationships always makes you over-think your non-existent relationship life, just avoid wedding pages, at least for now! That, my friend, is hack number one. Guyssss, let me even gist you. That’s how I saw a couple kissing deeply on a wedding page today. Ahhhh ! Ahnahnnn . I just scrolled past with speed,

Welcome to Limitless!  The first thing that comes to mind when I think of trust is believing and admitting that my possession is safe with someone or is safe somewhere.  I have also come to terms with the fact that trust is relying on an entity.  I trust that the bank will keep my money safe because it is government-approved and so on, so I put my money there. I trust that my cooker would come on when I turn on the switch because I have paid my electricity bill.  One of the similarities you will notice in matters of trusting institutions, things, or people is that they are probable to fail. Think of examples of how things could go wrong with the instances I have given.  However, I KNOW A GOD who never fails even in the slightest bit. He is PERFECT.  One of the major things the Holy Spirit highlighted at the beginning of this year was TRUST. He highlighted Surrender as well which we have discussed in a   previous post .  The picture the Holy Spirit gave me, as some of you might have see