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Series Alert: Drifting Off October

Do you ever feel like you are drifting away from your expectations and plans?

Welcome to the new October series! The Purple Journal invites you into this new experience of failing to move on when things don’t go the way you plan.

Have you ever had a good time or season, only to move into the next season and find things going anti-clockwise.

Maybe last month was one of the best times of your life, moving into the new month you had great expectations but all you found was the opposite of your best times.

Maybe you got lost. Maybe you felt confused.
Maybe you thought you had it all figured out, but life happened. Maybe you’re now addicted to your comfort. Maybe…

Welcome. Now let’s take a walk together…

You can also check our previous series, “In her September thoughts” by browsing through the category icon.

Journals and New Leaves

Long September, new October.

Grow gently and truly
By Destiny Felinah

When the sun came up today, I looked up at the sky and asked, “God where are you taking me now? ” The best part of this question was that I had a smile on my face as I asked the question. It was a special kind of question because I didn’t know the answer but I knew it would be amazing and beautiful… And I was aware it wasn’t going to be easy. I was aware that soon I was going to break down again but it’ll lead me to a whole new ground that stimulates goose bump and happy tears.

September is not going to come around again. This september is gone forever and I am relaxed at the thought that I have no regrets. None.

I don’t regret the shift of goals. I don’t regret the moments I spent doing nothing.
On the last day of August I had drafted a mini plan; a plan highlighting the biggest things I wanted to do (I had planned starting a podcast). The month of September went in a way I never imagined and also in a way I imagined. I discovered much more than I thought I would, I found new parts of myself and I was still able to do some of the things I planned doing (finishing the book of John, first Timothy and Second Timothy).

It was a moment when I gave myself a chance. When I stayed in solitude sometimes just to embrace myself. Where I had deep thoughts and hard truths.

I may not have started a podcast but I did go through a healing process; like a series of mindset bath. I feel like all the right things happened (even the bad days). This only makes me hold on tighter to my new, favourite mantra :
“Trust the future to be beautiful. It may not go as you imagined but it will still be beautiful. You might walk a different path you never thought you’ll walk but you’ll still meet a beautiful end… “

We have gotten to the end of the September Challenge (In her September thoughts). This is not a goodbye but it’s the end of September.

On the bright side, it’s a new beginning with new chances and experiences. It’s fresh with new lessons and pain lying ahead.
In summary, life is worth it.

THROUGH OUT THE MONTH OF SEPTEMBER, I HAVE :

  • experienced more of peace and hope.
  • Been able to experience healing in my thoughts and emotions. I have started my journey away from self-pressure.
  • Been able to create contents for this new blog.
  • Do things even when I don’t feel like it.
  • Spend my time with God and His word. And I found fun ways to be with Him. I have been really open to God with my doubts and confusions about Him and I watched Him provide some answers (and when I had no answers, I watched trust and faith take over).
  • I have read books religiously.
  • I have heard from new amazing people and sent direct messages.
  • Discovered more of who I want to be and where I want to be.
  • Been watching my true attitude and behaviours and I’m trying to be honest to myself about the ugly sides (very discomforting).
Call me sunshine. I love colours

This is not the end of The Purple Journal, It’s a new beginning… Again, I’m proud of the photos.

With Love, Light, Grace…

From The Purple Journal.

XOXO

20 Fifth

When you grow!

06 min read

25 September 2019

Hi lovelies!
The month is coming to a gradual end and all I can feel now is gratitude. I haven’t seen so much around me change but one thing I am sure of is that I am not the same girl I was in August. At least I am here, typing on a blog and I wasn’t doing that last month. Last month I was wallowing in self inflicted pain and confusion….

Side Note: Please, I am begging anyone who sees this, pleaseeeeee let me know how your month is going. I am so desperate to hear from you. No matter how long the text turns out, do send it. You can leave me a mail:
Destinyfelinah@gmail.com
Or leave me an instagram message
@_purplejournal
I just really want to know how the people listening to me are doing. I want to learn more from you. I want to see what I might be doing wrong.

Now back to growth


So you’ve grown better!
Yes. Whether you believe it or not, you’ve actually grown better. You have gotten more experiences. You have felt so much emotions. You’ve struggled through some task and you still got some done.
When we look back at who we used to be and who we are becoming, the difference is amazing. When you look back, you notice all the things you once would put up with and now it seems like you’re ready to swing bad energy out of your life. As we grow we tend to get attracted to things that are moving towards where are are heading to.
Motivational gurus will state how important it is to change our immediate community. To be around people that inspire us. They tell us how the subtle involvements does influence us.

Personally, as I have grown out of some sort of phase, I notice things I went through that seemed like a waste of time. I have noticed some things I was once interested in but have grown to realise they wouldn’t matter in a few years. I’ve dropped some addictions and pleasures. I look at some things and cringe at how immature and unnecessary they are.

I had a dialogue with myself. Before bed last night, I did try to consider the people I can’t push away from my life. The people that will always be around me (you): Family, loved friends, work mates…
When we grow in certain ways (especially when the change is really visible or progressive) we tend to develop personalized metric and yardstick for acknowledging the people around us. I have talked myself into believing that this is just another phase of growth. If this phase is not handled right, we might just become toxic to the people around.

What I am trying to say is the whole idea of forcing growth on the people around us. Just because we can’t swing them out of our lives, we tend to develop an attitude geared towards moulding them into what we want them to be. Moulding them into who we think they should be. Pressuring them on how we feel they should act. Looking down on their faults. Getting agitated at their lack of response. “We” just look at so much of us we are infusing into someone’s life.

I am trying not to always make myself an example, but who else do I stay so close to? Okay, example :
Lately I have been watching my junior brother who I am two years older than. We use to do so many things together. We’ll get excited about the same stupid ideas and meaningless songs. We’ll both delve into the world of aspiring to be wealthy and believe that’s all life was about. Well, I got the chance to go to the University and he’s still in highschool. I got the chance to live with different people and try ignore what I hated about them. I got the chance to see real life struggles, the chance to be depressed and the chance to seek coming out of that nightmare. In all that, I’ve grown. Most of my values, interests and ambitions have changed; I would say my life took a 360 slow turn.

I am back home for the holiday. I am living with my family again and I am trying to be a whole new me now. A new me that’s still constantly becoming new… And changing everyday.

Who wouldn’t love living in a home with very goal-oriented humans? Who wouldn’t love living in a home that supports your interests?

I have now returned with very dramatic expectations from my family. I expect them to be positive, to be loving towards themselves. To constantly fill the atmosphere with good vibes. I expect them to act right. To do the right things. I expect them to start having dreams for their lives. To start supporting each other. Embracing and loving one another. I expect my parents to be very concerned with our mental health and notice our desire to start creating our dream lives. I expect my parents to be very supportive. This is a great vision. This is a wonderful, desirable family picture. But things can also get toxic…

I look at my junior brother and try to figure out how to get him out of the silly teenage obsessions: fantasies of great cars and huge houses, expensive shoes and nice hair do. Trending fashion and upbeat rap songs that says nothing reasonable. I force my nine year old sister to stop replying to everything someone says…
In essence, forcing them to grow out of their annoying teenage and childish behaviours and interests. It’s painful to admit but this is wrong no matter how many times I say, “it’s for their own good.”

Nothing teaches as great as experience. Don’t you think it will be a really dramatic lesson to teach someone how a certain pain feels. Sometimes words aren’t enough, sometimes they seem insufficient. Words could have different meanings and intensity to different ears. The best and easiest way to make them understand this pain you’re babbling about would probably be letting them feel it themselves… Feel the pain sting their emotions and linger on their skin.

I thought of how wrong what I was going was… Trying to deny them the opportunity to find meaning in pain; to find a meaning and reason to why they have to grow up. Why they have to heal.
We could pray. We could guide. We could teach. We could share our experiences… But one thing I have realised is wrong is expecting a certain attitude or result from the people around us.

Just because you grew wiser doesn’t make everyone around you dumb. Just because the universe gave you your share of your lessons earlier doesn’t mean the rest of the world around you have to become extremely reasonable. It doesn’t mean they’ll share the same interests as you.

Stop forcing the people around you to grow into what you think is right. Don’t force growth on people when their souls haven’t had a reason to know they need a change.

Nobody spoke you into the confusion that led to your realization. Don’t do that to someone. Nature, The Divine, Destiny… They are all able to control human progress. They hold a core factor called timing. Don’t force someone to blend into your own time(season) of growth.
Pray for them, encourage, love and rebuke them when it’s called for. Teach them. Try to help them see the big picture. But don’t, don’t, don’t pressure them into a picture in your head.

My junior brother don’t have access to some of the books I stumbled upon. He doesn’t have access to my instagram community. He doesn’t see with the same perspective as I. We don’t feel the same emotions at the same time.
It’s best to let the universe speak to him in a way that he’ll understand… While I provide him with experiences and lessons I’ve learnt. While I provide him with listening ears.

How are you seeing your family and friends?

Know that you are also childish to someone who seems to have grown faster than you did. I will still struggle with this, but now I know it’s wrong.

So, this is the message from The Purple Journal today; family… They might not always understand. That’s why we have a chance to meet with like minded people… People who are seemingly in the same phase as us (friends); But don’t force your immediate community to respond like you expect.
I don’t know if I was able to get the message across. Know it’s something very selfish to do.
You. And me. We now have to grow from this phase. We have to learn patience and perseverance.

With love, light and grace

The Purple Journal.
XoXo

13irteenTh September

DO-MORE SYNDROME

13 September 2019

Do you feel restless and guilty when you’re not up to something? Have society stolen the joy of just being from you? Do you feel like you will never amount to anything because you’re simply not doing anything noteworthy now? Are you hurt?
Are you faced with what I resolved this morning to calling the Do-more syndrome?

It’s every where, in every story, every motivational line and dose. But is it worth the stress?

Here’s the thing, Philip has turned out to look like the ultimate goal getter. He has lines of journals with entries and ideas and he is moving towards it. He has eaten the Do-more message long enough to ignore every opposition. He sounds more like…
“This might be the only way and I’m taking it down.”
Thing is, he never gets satisfied. And though he has been up and doing always, he still doesn’t have any solid grip on any of his supposed achievement. There is nothing grand to right home about so he flushed every second of movement down in the toilet. There is no fulfilment, no acknowledgement, therefore he’s got to do more, think faster and smarter…. He’s got to slap the answers right our of his brains whether he does have the answers or not.
The legend we are all trying to be… The do-more strategist.
“If it’s not working, just don’t give up… Do more! “
Who else eats this message daily. The reason sitting down and doing nothing has become a sign of worthless and uselessness.
Phillip took the hard road, got knocked by a bus but he’s till moving. He’s got to do more. He had a cut right through his stomach last night but he’s got to aggrandize himself. He’s got something to prove. He’s got to prove he’s got success in his DNA. He feels entitled to recognition just like the other stars.
He rolled off the ladder while trying but he’s not letting go. He’s got cuts and wounds with massive release of blood but he’s still moving. Dripping red all over his path. The cuts are so deep you wouldn’t see it; I think it pierced right through his soul and left scars on his self image but he’s got to be strong… Go getter! Do-more syndrome man.

He will later end up on a far away medical bed. The one not seen around… Soon he’ll have doctors fighting to keep his wounded soul in his ripped body. I don’t know if he’ll give up and let the ghost go. I don’t know if he’ll keep fighting. I could relate to his mantra and blood, so I walked away… It was too brutal and I had to get a check up.
Are you Philip?

What will be the gain if gaining this fulfilment will leave you broken. When will you stop measuring your fulfilment on societal standards? When will you just let yourself grow?
Don’t you have any concern for a healthy, peaceful mind?

Just like Philip I have eaten a great dose of the do-more syndrome… The “it’s not enough to be needed by people” mindset. The mindset that makes your hands want to do something, but the thing is we just don’t have what it takes to do what the world calls great(maybe at the moment). I have lived in this hell and anxiety and I know it’s not pretty. I had to let go and move off.

Who said we can’t let go…

Well here’s what someone else said, Morgan Harper Nichols said “It’s okay to let go and seek peace of mind.” Those words pierced right through my soul, releasing all the unrealistic needs and expectations from my young self.
It lead me to saying out loud, “you’re too young to be carrying these lies on your shoulder.”
Who made you believe you’ve always got to be enough. Smart enough, wise enough, good enough, skilled enough.

I think we all need to start getting comfortable sleeping and waking up to doing the small things that are difficult to do. Maybe.
It’s okay to start as a mediocre. The wrong thing is thinking that’s all you’ll be. It’s that fear that makes you run after what the world wants…
Based on popular demand is a killer. Don’t look at it. Based on popular demand is a fallacy capable of keeping people slaves without chains.
Don’t be that guy!

Start getting consistent with the little things nobody really notices. That’s the hardest thing to do… Because it’s small yet difficult and no body gives you praise…

Gratitude, love, care for obnoxious siblings, sharing when you obviously hate sharing all you have, giving others a helping hand, saying the truth, waking up early, reading books, going on social media and being conscious not to compare, reading the Bible, praying for yourself and others…

Learn how to live without praise and know you’re still getting it done. That’s one good drug if you’ve recognized the do-more syndrome.

P. S If you still feel like you need something to do. Look around, someone close to you is struggling with a little task. Help someone and get a thank you.

Featured image credit goes to me and my phone!

Who said you had to carry the world in your shoulder. Heaven is so big yet not everyone will go to heaven…

September Special

Welcome to September and welcome to the journal.

As a life Amateur things can get messier and foggy. There are many random thoughts that pop up from our contrasting interests. The fact that we are just starting out and are not really that great at anything can be discouraging. The fact that we are trying to find where we belong is a real challenge…

Join us in our September Series as we approach growth and bring to the open our thoughts that comes with each day.

Feel free to send a long text if these thoughts trouble you or you just want your story out of your chest.

The Purple Journal

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Journals.

What comes to your mind when you hear the word journals…

Xavier had a hard time dealing with his breakup, he wrote an entry. He wouldn’t forget the way she walked away, letters describing all the words he couldn’t say and all in lined papers.
Spongebob really did great today, the Bikini Bottom is all rainbows. He writes an entry, he wouldn’t forget this day.
Joanna just had her first kiss, sure, she writes an entry. Words describing the heart beat only her could feel, bellyache or red butterflies…

Ashley is crying at 02 AM. Edwin missed his flight. Margaret gave birth to a girl and Josh fell off his bike. Rukki is praying, Chizaram is going to start a business, Olivia is starting a new book, Ife wants to travel and me, I’m just hanging around waiting for the next wave.

Catching and Releasing, unwinding, recording our existence, dancing to our rythme. What’s existence without memories…

First times and last times… heart beats and cold hands. Epiphany and dilemma. Adrenaline and Dopamine. More than ten Thousand neurons cutting across a single brain causing flashes of actions as the legs tries to find its place in the societal ladder.

The Purple Journal tells you all the things you already know, things you already learnt and felt yet this journal solves a problem.
As humans forgetting is innate and just like all the rainy nights when these persons go back to their journal hidden in the wooden shelves and remember what was once unforgettable, the purple journal is also your tiny reminder of the words you didn’t say….

A reminder of everything you called weird and irrelevant.

The purple journal is here to remind you of some feelings, thoughts and experiences you might have just forgotten….

So turn these pages with me, will you?