Part 2 (Continued) – Hello Italy <3

Hello dear reader,

Hope you’ve had a lovely adventurous day/week.

If not (or even if yes), you can have one by reading this adventure and if you haven’t, you should read – especially if you’re an adventurer/risk taker like me 🙂 – (so it’s a kinda tips-post on:) how to book a round trip to visit your fav cities on a student-friendly budget:

I decided to share my pictures with the world and my stories too. I mean – what’s the point of going on an adventure and not sharing stories, and all my eyes have seen?

So here goes. Do enjoy.


Sequel to my previous post:

I could not go straight from Geneva to Italy so I had to transit via Lyon, France. My train arrived in the afternoon so I did some touring in Lyon in the evening. Lyon was beautiful at night – I didn’t see much but just walking about la confluence was a beautiful enough adventure. Also the hotel staff were really kind and helpful – Hotel Kyriad, Lyon. ❤

On the way to my room, I read this beautiful message which confirmed that this adventure was predestined and going to be an adventure to remember forever. ❤ :

C’est l’histoire d’un voyageur qui parcourt l’espace d’un coup d’oeil
pour ouvrir une porte donnant sur une nouvelle histoire. ❤

In English it means:

This is the story of a traveler (me *smiles*) who travels (sees the world) at a glance (so accurate) through space (indeed. for it was brief and beautiful. and oh thank you google – space: position {two or more items – places, in this case – at a distance from one another.) in order to open a door (doors, please) to a new (beautiful) story.

So welcome & here goes:

Italia. To Italy, with love.

First, Milano.

And first, dinner. I met a lovely Finnish lady who took me to her go-to restaurant when she visits Milan. We had ice-cream too but no pictures for you (lol). just pizza above.

Then I slept. Tired and all. And the next day, I was up and toured:

The Duomo (Church) de Milano is beauuutiful on the inside and out. I cannot describe how beautiful it is! You just have to see it for yourself. The details, the art, sculpting, crafting. I’m like THIS IS ART!!!!

Then I’m like calm down, because this is just (i don’t even have the words) ❤ __ ❤

More? Yes, please!

Just there glancing at and photographing all the art & beauty.

Such a beautiful detailed building. love!

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Just me, art and photography. oh and the Duomo di Milano. ❤

Still in Milan;

Just walking and seeing and photoing lovely art and whatever I love. From KFC with a total stranger (think he helped to take pictures of me; a student if i remember; then helped me find my way to Sforza castle and then left) to visiting Santa Maria delle Grazie (Church with Da Vinci’s Last Supper) and just doing what tourists do y’know. 🙂

Next day, a few more tours and mostly indoors: I really love this exhibition.. enjoy:

First of all, lemme just say this. I didn’t always do the restaurant dining ish. I ate like a local on a normal day. Went into a supermarket – bought baguettes, cooked pasta or whatever and fruits, water, juices, etc. It made more sense and I had stuff like biscuits, chocolates and bread to snack on. But because I wanted to taste the gorgeous cake I saw at this museum (and before they will say – you came to see and you dinot eat – yep Nigerian mentality,.. I’m talking about me lol because Nigeria has made me think Nigerians think that way *shrugs* (I’m just joking – I really wanted to have this and it was delicious) It’s funny but I can actually remember. Journeying continues below:

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Wasn’t that beautiful to watch? Like a mini movie. The Art of Living Exhibition.

The Art of Living Outside comes next. Don’t touch that ‘mouse’. lol. Enjoy the ‘wild life’:

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And finally, the Art of Living Artwork:

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Guess where I’m off to next? If you did not know (lol), it means that you didn’t read the first blog (so go back up – like in the snake and ladder game to read it.)


You guessed right! Venezia

When I arrived, I was like ‘flabber, flabber, flabbergasted!’ Such a beautiful city. It was one of my best, maybe even the best. I saw it in a day and it felt like I’d lived there forever. I can’t wait to go back some day and maybe even live there. What a beaut!

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I took pictures right from the train station till I got to my accommodation. It is that beautiful I’m not even playing. The last photo is blood orange. First time seeing and eating that and it tasted really nice – not sour like grapefruit. Venice ❤ __ ❤

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Outdoor Art in Venice: Venice, the city of Love – self love and to another; Venice – the city on water. Such a beauuuutifuuuul city. Wow. I miss you. See you again baby x__x lol. The great thing about Venice is it never gets old. I really cannot wait to tour it again someday – probably with someone I’m in love with. Its a beautiful honeymoon location.

pink photo with writing zoomed in below (in case you want to read):

IMG_5749Indoor Art in Venice. Venice is all about art and love. Loving and discovering yourself. Not just romantic love. Italy in general – where I visited – appreciates art in every form.


This photo is not so clear but I’m sure you can tell that I was pretty pleased with my glances of Venice. Its funny: I was ill before and during my travels but don’t look it.


And finally, Florence ❤ (and a bit of the Tuscany region).

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Walking in the Tuscany region, where my accommodation was (with an acquaintance), I saw this beautiful tiny building and just had to take a picture of it. It’s so cute. (below)


Florence’s beauty was purely artistic. The art work, the paintings, the sculptures from years ago will leave you speechless. The art is classical, endearing and never ending.

At a point, it seemed boring I won’t lie (but I blame that on nostalgia: leaving Venice; fatigue and missing my train to Florence. Regardless of the feelings, I toured, dined and had a great time (both in Tavernelle Val di Pesa, Tuscany and in Florence itself.)

I’m so sorry Florence, I love you too. lol. Renaissance art. I love all art. ❤

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The Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore is absolutely breathtaking!

I think I spent nearly a whole day here. It is a beautiful building! You can’t get enough!

I’ll just sandwich this here: This right here is what happens to women almost every day of our lives. We just like it all and we have to share it all. Okay? Okay.

Then I went to glance and photography the Ponte (bridge) Vecchio. See it below:


The bridge looks like and is an art work; so beautiful – buildings & a bridge! ❤

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Actually, the Florence Duomo (The Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore) by Filippo Brunelleschi issa large cathedral. I’m not even kidding. I was literally like ‘haba, it have not finish ni? We went to every nook and cranny, the top and climbing up stairs and all. Still the looking was not over. Detailing, art, drawing.. it’s really Renaissance with love.


When in Italy, sing Ave Mariaaaaa 🙂 hehe

IMG_6449I also walked around the Palazzo Vecchio. I can’t remember going in, i was probly too tired. The Duomo had taken all my energy and it kept being so alluring! Florence! ❤

IMG_6292The Florentine Pieta (The Deposition) – Sculpture by Francesco Francia and Michelangelo ❤

and finally,

IMG_6290The Gates of Paradise by Lorenzo Ghiberti in the Opera del Duomo.


Florence was truly beautiful but in terms of rating, Its Venice – Milan – Florence for me.

What I love about each city is that it portrays something unique to the traveler. I’d say Milan is more about fashion (Google Corso Buenos Aires – longest shopping street in Europe), design, and contemporary art – the luxury, details and stuff like that; Venice is about the artist: i feel like every artist will find his/her place here – painters, photographers, poets, writers, lovers, designers, curators, architects, fashion designers, all lovers of art. The artist will love her. And Florence – is about renaissance art, architectural art and exquisite detailing, oh my.


Ps. I know that in my first post, I promised that the sequel would have minimal talking, I’m sorry. I’m human. This happens. & I love telling stories. Hope you still enjoyed it. ❤


Here’s a large vase of flowers  for you. ❤

See you in Nice and Barcelona. x

With love,

Mimi Omof (withaheartofart)


How I visited 14 cities in less than a month – 21 days Part 2 – The Photos – Switzerland.

Hii. Hope you’re having a lovely day and all.

Welcome to part 2.

If you’re interested in knowing more about my travelling and how I was able to commit to a budget, this is the link:

I’m only telling my own story and not saying it must be emulated because it could be a risk, but if you like, it can serve as a guide if you’re thinking of doing something similar. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me.  🙂 Happy viewing.

  • On our way to church in Dintikon (Lenzburg, Aargu), Switzerland, I spotted this beautiful, arty, matching building and van. I had to stop to take 2 pictures. ❤


  •  Beautiful lake view. Peep the mountains too. So beautiful. Lucerne. Where next? 

  • The Mountain top. Who would have thought it? An African girl like me embracing the cold and even going to it, suited up in winter clothes and shoes. But it was really interesting. Surreal. I loved it, after I’d stopped shivering. In case you’d like to visit, see:
  • We had lunch at the revolving restaurant Rondorama atop Mount Stanserhorn. (Stanserhorn, Lucerne) ❤ After that, we did some shopping and walking.


  • The blue sky, the white building and structural art-architecture = love. #Lucerne. 

  • When you can’t choose one, pick all.  Lucerne bridge (Kapellbrücke) and a lone swan. ❤  This view was breath-taking. Next stop:


  • beautiful Zurich: artwork. like a painting. blue skies and white clouds. #Zurich
  • More to see:
  • Beautiful Zurich. Since I had a day ticket on any ride, I hopped on the polybahn and even toured the university of Zurich. It’s funny how I felt so free and unafraid: Touring alone and there were no racist looks. Everyone seemed so friendly. I had a delicious baguette sandwich and a drink, while sitting and listening to a musician play beautifully and watching a swan dance alone on the beautifully, sparkling sea. And finally:


  • Beautiful Geneva ❤ – I toured all the UN areas and just took it all in, taking fewer pictures and toured on sea since I had a day ticket on any ride, till it was time to catch my train to Lyon and onward to Italy. Italia, here I come!! ^__^ Switzerland, one day I’ll return. ❤


  • Ps. Switzerland is divided into: Swiss-German, Swiss-French and Swiss-Italian. It’s a lovely country to visit (expensive tho). Worth it. Some Swiss-German words I learnt.
  1. Guete morge – Good morning
  2. Guet Nacht – Good night
  3. Gruezi/Hoi – Hello (Formal/Informal)
  4. Danka – Thank you
  5. Ade/Tschuss – Bye (Formal/Informal)
  6. En guete – Bon appetit (Enjoy your meal)
  7. Ih mue go bisle – Need to go to the loo
  8. Schons tagli no – Have a nice day
  9. Scloss – Castel (We visited two in Aargu, Lenzburg – Schloss Wildegg Museum and Schloss Lenzburg Museum)
  10. Shwiiz (Suisse) & Svizzera (Switzerland)


See you in the next post – photos of Italy ❤

With love,

Mimi Omof (withaheartofart)


How I visited 14 cities in less than a month – 21 days – with a budget of about £1000 (Part One – Booking et al.)

Hello you gorgeous being! Welcome to my first blog. 🙂 I usually write poems, lyrics, inspirational quotes so if you’re into things like that, like and follow me. Okay?

So back to the topic: I’ll say scream this once:

SEE the world. Go and see all you possibly can – live, love, laugh and most of all, travel. ❤ – See the world, meet new people, find yourself, have a story to tell. Discover yourself!!! TRAVELLING – it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller. #Adventure ^_^ I hope you got the message. It is better to experience it once than be told over and over.


adventure: discovering yourself as you discover the world.

So here goes:

Countries (in order of journey): Switzerland, France, Italy, Cote D’Azur (French Riveria in English), Spain, France again (you just can’t get enough of the city of love tbh), Belguim and back to the United Kingdom. It was like from cold to sunny days and back to the cold, hot tea to many tasty gelatos in Italy and Spain (and trust me, it is not just icecream. Noo. Gelato is the winner, the master, the best! So many flavours that taste their name. So many colours and oh-my-taste-buds, so delicious!) back to coffee, tea and store-bought icecreams. Thankful for Haagen-Dazs, Ben and Jerrys and oh-delicious Magnum. ❤

for blog

❤ map of my destinations ❤

I’d always dreamed of seeing the world but I didn’t know 2014 would be the year. But the signs were there and my Swiss-German friend was one of them. She invited me for the Easter holidays at her home in Switzerland. The other sign was finding & buying these books below while working as a volunteer at an Oxfam book store in Swansea, Wales.

Yeah, so I wished upon a star and it came true.

So eager and all, I started planning – I opened google map and drew out my plan. I wrote down all the cities I would love to go to – Paris, Venice, Bordeaux, were among the top three but although I had booked a trip from Barcelona to Bordeaux, and accommodation, I had to cancel the trip because my first visa application was rejected (rolls eyes). But thankfully, I was able to get a refund from Ibis/ACCOR hotel (which is a good affordable hotel, along with Kyriad hotels) and from Voyages SNCF (gives disocunts to youth below 25 and elders). By the way, you’re lucky if you have a UK passport or any passport that allows you travel to another country without a visa. Very. It’s so much easier to travel.

Okay, so how I did it. How I spent that low on my destinations, accommodations & all (I spent euros but calculating in pounds because that was the original currency):

I knew I wanted to see all these lovely places and I also knew I could not afford all the luxurious hotels I was eyeing on the internet. I knew I wanted to eat and indulge in every country’s delicacy (even though I didn’t know what some were) and I knew I wanted to go sight-seeing, shopping and just having a great time – alone. I actually wanted to be alone so although I’d informed some people, I actually wanted some me-time because I’d been facing some drama and just needed time for me. It was a decision I loved and still love to do. Try it out. Take yourself somewhere fancy and indulge – just you and you. ❤


Darling, be whatever you want and do whatever you want. be a swan. swim alone darl.  Location: Lucerne bridge (Kapellbrücke)

So when Margot, my Swiss friend invited me over, I was glee with joy and told her all about my plans – but there was still the problem of accommodation. The trip wasn’t something i was worried about because i’m sort-of scared of flying and love a real adventure – travelling by road, sea or whatever makes you see beautiful sights from afar. And road travel is usually cheaper than air travel. I was even meant to go to Switzerland with a coach from London – Eurolines, but this embassy people were like ‘we must frustrate this Nigerian gal. She must not travel. But who’s laughing now? Lol. Ignore me.

Thankfully, there was a solution to the accommodation problem. Ta-da:                                                                                           HostellingInternational –

Margot was not the first to mention it. My flatmate Candace, who was planning to meet me in Barcelona had also suggested it but I was like ‘nooo it’s scary and not safe’. But it was very safe (and I believe still is.) In some hostels, I didn’t even end up sharing and in some, you get a key card not just a key. Cool. My favourites were Silk road in Venice (ambiance, clean), Nice Camelias in Nice (the breakfast was amazing and proximity to the promenade is really good), and Sleep Well Youth Hostel in Brussels (funny name but I really slept well). The one in Milan was my least favourite. The room was lovely  and all (especially since it had a balcony and lovely artworks on the wall) but hmm.. the toilet and bathroom.. it wasn’t brutally bad but I didn’t like it. I loved seeing, and eating in Milan but I also fell in Milan (with my icecream -sobs-) and got lost in the rain on my way back to the hostel so yeah that hostel is jinxed lol (I kid). Getting lost and falling was not the best experience really but I laughed at myself after so.. In general, the hostels were okay (for a first experience). I would go back to some if I had to do it again. Some gave breakfast and were really clean, with new sheets every morning in most. The staff were friendly, helpful. I would say the general experience was 65% okay and since I was always outdoors, and my luggage – a bag and suitcase were safe in my locker, it is a wise choice for a student. Make sure you also check and Tripadvisor to verify your choice(s) and read reviews before you pay as some might be non-refundable. I booked everything (besides one) in advance so I also got little discounts on some.

  • Hostels are about 15-50 Pounds so it’s really a bargain since you’d be outdoors anyways.
  • It’s a good idea for a group of friends since you can choose to share a room as a group.
  • You can also check or google nice hostels for students.
  • I don’t know much about airbnb but everyone’s talking about it nowadays so you can go ahead and check it out as it might be a better option for you (and your friend(s).) Now that I’m thinking about it, I remember a student stayed in someone’s house in France and it was okay when I visited her. But it’s a bit scary for me to be honest. Not sure I can do it.

Somewhere beautiful.

*One more thing, I made sure to book most of my accommodation very close to the city center to avoid having to pay bus fees or get an expensive cab just to sight-see and eat.

  • Now, how I traveled:
  • London Heathrow – Zurich, Switzerland
  • Switzerland: I used British airways – £127.80
  • Zurich – Friend’s house, Dintikon (Lenzburg, Aargu) – £0 (Friend’s house)
  • Dintikon – Lucerne – £0 (Friend’s car) ps. Lucerne is so beautiful – dreamlike.
  • Dintikon – Zurich – £35 to go on any ride – all buses, trains, boats, etc.
  • Dintikon – Geneva – £35 to go on any ride – all buses, trains, boats, etc.

Yum! best welcome gift.

(The tickets to Zurich and Geneva were special tickets purchasable by citizens only – [luckily, i knew one], and with an expiry date which was perfect for my travels. I spent a total of 5 days in Switzerland. We went around Aargu and to Lenzburg and then up a cabriolet (not the car; google cabriolet Switzerland) and was extremely scared for my life. up up up to the cold mountains. It didn’t snow in Swansea so I was happy to see the settled snow on the mountains and Margot was giddy with excitement that I should take pictures holding it, which I did. (Feel free to laugh). Anyways, we had fun but then she resumed work and I continued my tour 🙂



High up in the skies mountains – Bye Switzerland. You were cold but warm and your cheese I love: Melted cheese dip with potatoes and apples I will ne’er forget. And let’s not forget all your yummy chocolates. And especially my lovely friend and her lovely family – they were amazing! ❤

  • Geneva – Lyon – £20 via SNCF
  • Lyon – Milan – £30 via IDbus (now Ouibus) (This was a long journey! I slept, talked,   read, looked out the window, used the wifi, peed… i mean i actually got tired of it.)
  • Milan – Venice – £19 via Trenitalia
  • Venice – Florence – £19 via Trenitalia (but I missed my train so I had to pay £40 at      the counter- (so while it’s good to book in advance, ensure you don’t get to the            station late. I mean who wants to leave Venice away? Lol. Luckily, I was still able to  get to Florence that day). I hadn’t booked any accomodation in Florence but had a    travel itinerary from there to Nice (Idk why. Lol) so I started looking for when I got  to the train station. Do not try this. I was lucky to find good accommodation on and thanks to Google map for being the best driver ever.
  • Florence – Nice –  £45.25 via Voyages-sncf
  • Nice – Cannes & Monaco – £1.50 – £2 via the city bus (Cannes and Monaco were         bonuses because they were really close to Nice.)
  • Nice – Barcelona – £60 via Eurolines
  • Barcelona – Paris – £68 via Eurolines                                                                         
  • Paris – Brussels – £19 via idbus                                                                               
  • Brussels – London – £25.50



So in Barcelona, Candace forced me to go on a paid sight-seeing (never again) because all of a sudden, the tour-guide who was obviously only doing what he was doing for some quick cash begun to bore me with strange stories of slave trade in Barcelona (Africa V Barcelona) and I’m like “nigguh is it because I’m here” (in my head) but thank God a black-american was with me so it was okay. Anyways, although the tour was v. boring, we got talking to other tourists and had an okay lunch.  This photo is one of the other tourist’s bag. Candace and I had a much better time after the tour: having gelato, shopping and seeing sights uncle tour guide shoulda shown us instead of doing history classes. lol. Btw, all the world is indeed a stage for everyone. ❤

And from London, I went to Cardiff. The bus in London left late so I slept in Cardiff (in a youth hostel. It wasn’t part of my plan but it was alright.) From Cardiff to my student accommodation in Swansea. My then home-sweet-home. I was happy and tired. ^_^


home sweet home.


Now time for some maths:

  • Travel: Total including for missed train in Venice = £547.05 (approximately because some payments were made in Euros not Pounds and pounds is lesser than euro).

Accommodation: The accommodation started from Lyon.

  • Lyon – £54.30 for a night at Kyriad hotel (close to the stations & my only hotel accomodation.)
  • Milan – £47.86 for two nights at Central hostel Milano (balcony view was lovely)
  • Venice – £45.90 for one night (it’s expensive for a hostel but totally worth it. I toured till it was time for my trip to Florence (in the evening) the next day.) – Silk Road.
  • Florence – 42.79 for three nights. (I’m more a Venice-person so I wished I spent an extra day in Venice than in Florence but got to see a little of the Tuscany area so that was okay. Till today, I miss Venice – it’s just an artist’s city you know. Hopefully go back some day. Anyway’s in Florence I stayed at Ostello del Chianti. It was nice but the place is a bit far (about 1 hour by bus to Florence) and if I hadn’t made an acquaintance on the way, I’d have been lonely there. 3 nights was too much.
  • Nice – £49.51 for 2 nights. I looooved Nice. I was close to everything and the breakfast was grand. Nice is a must visit because it’s beautiful and close to other beautiful destinations. Hostel – Nice Camélias
  • Barcelona – £22.00 for 2 nights. Oh Candace. So she booked a mixed-dorm for us. It was awkward and all but the nights quickly passed by. Lol. Hostel – Center Ramblas
  • Paris – 53.38 for 2 nights at Caulaincourt hotel (shared room) – I was alone after a night and it was really good for a hostel-hotel. The breakfast was also good.
  • Brussels – 42.33 for 2 nights at Sleep Well hostel. This was one of my favourites. I remember being indoors more than at the others, indulging in goodies. I went to Haagen-dazs heaven and had the best waffles and ice-cream ever. It was cold and rainy though so I knew the UK was calling lol. C’est fini. That’s all.
  • Total Accommodation Cost: £358.07


Grand Total on Travelling and Accommodation is £547.05 + £358.07 = £905.12

Hope you enjoyed reading the review. Feel free to ask any question and If you’d like to see more photos and minimal storytelling – from city to city, watch out for part two (lol sounds like a Nigerian movie).

With love.


My friend’s house was dreamy ❤

Mimi Omof (withaheartofart)




Random (ryhimg with -ight)

You held my hands for too long

And too tight

You fed my eyes with lies 

And then I lost sight

Of everything I was meant to be

– I was meant to be the light

For others to see – their guide

But you conquered me with your might

Ensnared me with your beauty

Like the little unsuspecting ants, you bite

You held on to me 

Like a restless child at night 

Wouldn’t let go of me 

And to you, this was alright 

Stressing me out and in. every way

But now you see – I’m ready to fight 

For my freedom and my life

In my victory, I will delight!

And as for you,

You will be far far away from me. I, the earth and you a silly little kite. 



Life – the longest poem


Did you know that you’re a tell tale or a storyteller with a label tagged male or female, amidst the other sharers who have tagged or defined themselves as ‘other genders.’

You wake into being and the first thing you do is look into to the eyes of others.

Writing a story – you should have known better – that you were here to live a story which has long been written, and fulfil your destiny.

But instead, you look around at the glory of others who decided it was time to live their story. So now they’re happy and living so happily, happily ever after – they’ve their money. Big big bosses. You – so tiny.

“I’m sorry. Isn’t this the story of life?”, you exclaim. Sweety, you were chasing a blog filled with poems, writings, fiction and human beliefs, thinking to yourself ‘oh what a good read’, maybe I’ll stay a little while and see where this goes, a little longer and see what (s)he knows.

On Facebook, Instagram, snapchat and other social media, which is now the television we used to cling to but have now tossed away because we have chosen to seek information the new way – watching other people grow: how the television people grow, you know when Beyonce was younger and now she has children. And not only the celebrities. You watch your community – how he grows, how she grows.

You’re a scaredy cat. Afraid to chase the lions. Aren’t you a tiger – meant to be in the field. But here you are – satisfied – you’ve had a meal – a scaredy rat eaten by a scaredy cat. You don’t even have cheese because you can’t smile or laugh with the little income you have but you can be satisfied with the information you have.

When will you realise that even if you try – that’s enough. Everyone’s trying. Everyone’s dying. Not everyone’s flying. Because no matter  how hard you try – if you continue to focus on others every single time and forget you were here to help yourself and others who truly can’t, you will eventually starve.

Starve yourself – you’ve been starving your dreams and your skills – feeding them fantasies of icecream because you’re so afraid to eat dirt. It was easier when you were a child. You craved sand and got your hands dirty. Now it’s all spa and nail polish. But oh wait, you get your hands dirty for the news and gossip of others living their lives.

Be wise. You have only one life. It doesn’t matter if another is divorced, heartbroken or has ten wives or only one wife. Why won’t you stop for a second. And stop for a minute. And stop living a life full of oh-so-glorious lies.

Because the more you keep going after what is not your story or caring about other people’s stories or glory or whatever it is you’re even doing, reading and believeing -you’re not inspiring.. you’re going to end up truly tired, sad and lonely.

I’m not saying this because I love or hate you but because I too am a story teller and have chosen to tell my own story. Because I don’t care about the story another will tell of me – past, present, future. You say: ‘But our paths were meant to cross..’ and I tell you: that’s not even poetry.


Women are trying, dying, crying, but are living, believing. 🌸

art by @drakouantigoni (on IG)

‘.. and Mary Magdalene..’

That’s okay my darling. I know you know much about the bible but your baby is starving. Please feed her. 

‘… The milk.. I’m not having.. (sobs) I’m not having any.. (pause).. what if she dies mummy.. what if my baby dies mummy.. (sobs).’

Love, you’ll be fine. We’ll be fine.  You hear me, my darling. Weeping may endure for a night but our joy will come in the morning. 

‘..Mum, I’m not okay, am I?’

You’re fine baby. My darling you’re..

‘Stop lying! Aaaarghh!’

(Sobs) My darling, stop.. stop shouting. you’re already dying, inside you are dying.. stop.. (Pause) (Sigh) I’m trying.. I am. Just let me help you.. please. I love you. 


No darling, stop sighing. You’ll be fine. I promise. You’re trying. You’re trying too. We’ll be fine. And your baby too. We will all be fine. Okay?


Yes, my darling. 

‘You’re annoying.’

– postpartum depression. Did you know? That women, and other women are trying? Be kind. 🌸

‘..crying. The baby’s crying, mum.’


For the fearless

Less of me and more of God. Did you say you don’t believe? in a God. But you believe in a god? Don’t answer that. you know that you’re a god – 

breathing, creating, stating beliefs. 

I don’t understand you. You breathe the air you did not create but you go on and wake up and breathe the air you did not create, over and over, day by day. 

I don’t believe you – when you say you don’t believe that you were created because you go on and create things – beautifully made  things, and even little beings and you say “there is no Creator.”

You amuse me – stating beliefs but doubting the truth, written in leaves of paper: for your guidance, reproof, proof that indeed there is a God who can speak – stating His truth to guide you, chastise you, prove to you that He exists. 

Enough! You walk away with your beliefs. Head up high – look at the sky and take some time. To wonder – 

is there really no God? 

stars shining so bright at night; sun travelling within the clouds; flowers beaming and blooming so sweetly; the air you breathe and need to live; the waters you drink and bathe within; the streams that you pollute; shadows waving back at you; other humans laughing with you; laughter – where does it come from; emotions; tears; joy; little drops drizzling from the sky; a downpour; rain; showers – who controls these? you? the words you write.. are they true? who believes them? only you?

Is there really no God?

There is a God.

And He’s just like you – in image. 

Not in power and not in splendour. Not in might. He’s our mentor – 

He said let us create (wo)man in our image – after our likeness. behaviour, beliefs, abilities, capabilities. If (s)he believes. 

Believe thou fearless. 

Fear God.