Poetry Is Dead Good

On Tuesday night I attended a poetry event which my work colleague Cleo invited me to. I only decided to go so I could watch her perform but I left with a wider understanding and outlook on certain things.

I arrived half way through a set. The poet who was performing as I walked in had a stammer, like me and I was intrigued by how he was performing and what he was saying.

It was fascinating seeing him force himself through certain words and sentences that were difficult to say but the more he spoke and became confident, the less he stammered. I rarely come into contact with other people who stammer so when I do, it’s a unique experience for me and I always leave learning something from them.

Openly speaking about his experiences with his stammer through poetry was really inspiring. I could identify with what he was saying, especially about being placed in a box and expected to stay there until you die but deep you know there's more to you. There’s a creativity, a dream as passion, something within you that’s bursting to come out, and you just want to break out of it and live, like everyone else without restrictions just because of a speech impediment .

There were other poets who recited poetry that were deep and really caught my attention. I felt like I was getting to know some of them through their poetry.

Some who appear shy and reserved when you see or speak to them, on stage were the complete opposite. It's like they came out of their shell and the stage was the place they felt at home and could be themselves.

I could feel the pain that some have gone through or are currently going through because of a break up, traumatic experience or another life event that has affected them.

For some they feel free to express themselves through their writing. Quite therapeutic I can imagine.

I was thinking how sad it is that people only feel comfortable to be themselves when they are in a certain place or environment (mostly when they are around people who share similar interests to them) but the rest of the time they hide behind a corporate suit with tension on their shoulders and a serious face, or they have to tailor themselves to what society or tradition deems as the norm, so they can blend in and fit in with the crowd. A lot of people are afraid to be themselves. I used to be like this but I thank God I changed.


Being different is difficult at first. You’re  misunderstood, misjudged and even ridiculed. But you know what? Different is beautiful and in fact people admire and respect you much more for being different then they do for being like everybody else because it takes courage! You’re your own person. You stand out, even without intending to.

Modern Sis' Looks: Casual Friday

Modern Sis' Adventures: My Lunch time Strolls

As you can see from my blog and Instagram posts, I love being around nature and taking walks.

I am fortunate to work behind a canal and like to spend if not all, at least half of my lunch hour walking along the canal. I work in a very busy office environment and generally have an overwhelming workload, so I like to spend as much of my break time as possible outside, getting a bit of fresh air.

I also use this time to talk to God, read my Bible or an inspirational book or simply listen to music.

Here are some pictures I took over the past few weeks and also a new chill out spot I discovered during my lunch hour last week, which is just a few minutes bus ride from my work place.

Style of the week: Sequin skirt with Faux Fur Gilet

Meet my friend Sandra, the most stylish women I know personally. Yesterday she rocked this black sequin skirt with a stripped blouse and faux fur gilet. I absolutely loved her elegant look, so much so that I had to share it on my blog as style of the week.

Style Saturday: Smart Casual

Hello everyone.

When it comes to style and clothing, wearing the right clothes for your body shape and complexion is very important. Get it wrong and it can ruin your look! I've done it countless of times. If I liked something, I would buy it, even if it was not right for my body. Not everything we like or that's in fashion suits us.

Lately, I have come to learn the importance of wearing clothes that suit my body shape and complement my skin tone.

I use a site called dressipi.com which helps me to see the kind of clothes and styles that are perfect for me.  By measuring my shoulders, waist and hips, as well as my height, I've learned the kind of body shape I have and how to dress according to my shape.

One of the things I've noticed is how fitted longline tops, complement the upper part of my body. These kind of tops have extra length which means it perfectly skims over my hips.

My day with the Traveling Accessory

Happy Friday Y’all .


I am part of a woman’s group within my church called the Godllywood. Each year we have what we call “The Traveling Accessory”, which is chosen accessory by our mentor for each of us to spend a whole day wearing the accessory. After we've had it for the day, we pass it on to the next person.


Last Thursday was my day with this year’s traveling accessory, a hand bag. I received the bag nicely wrapped and presented in a pretty pink bag by the person who had it before me. She even left a personal written card for me which said "capture the moment" at the front and had a nice message inside.


When I first glanced at the bag, I thought it was quite small, but very simple and elegant. I don’t use small bags a lot. I like to use big bags so that I can carry a lot of things inside, especially when I am going to work because I will be out the whole day.


I took the Traveling Bag to work with me and selecting things to put inside of it was not an easy task. In the end, I could only carry a few items: my purse, a bottle of perfume, hand cream, mobile phone, and deodorant and ear phones. I didn't have room for anything else.


The word selection came to mind and I started to think about the importance of selecting the right friends, the things we say and do, selecting carefully what we allow to stay in our minds and hearts because what we feed ourselves with internally (insecurities, fears, doubts, grudges, resentment, bitterness etc), will have an impact on our thoughts,, attitudes and the decisions we make. Just like I couldn't fill the bag with lots of things, I can't fill my mind , my heart and my life as a whole, with just anything. What is positive and good for me I should accept and keep and get rid of the rest!

By doing this, I'll travel light all the time.


They are two other lessons I learned from the traveling back which I will share in another post. Bye bye for now!

Modern Sis Adventures: Walk at Wollaton Park

There's something about being outside in the midst of nature that I find quite calming. I spent most of my days around a lot of people and where there's a lot of noise. My days are quite busy and I anticipate they will only get busier, so at least once a week, I like to escape somewhere for the afternoon by myself. Somewhere quiet where I can just chill and reflect on recent events.


This afternoon I went to one of my favourite places for a nice walk, Wollaton Park. There's so much to see there and it really is beautiful. I was in awe with the scenery around the lake and as I was walking towards the hall. Although there were quite a number of couples and families with their children, walking around the park, it was still very peaceful.

I spent some time talking to God and He brought to my attention a situation that I had recently gone through. Without realizing, the way that I was looking at certain things and even holding back doing certain things, showed that I was still carrying hurt within me from that situation and that I had not really let go, even though I had convinced myself that I had. God made me to see that my actions and reactions as well as the feelings I was harboring inside of me, was a sign it was still affecting me. I had to really let go. At that moment I decided to do just that, a simple decision and action that blessed the rest of the day.

It wasn't just simply praying about it and thinking it was done and dusted, but after the prayer, changing the way I saw the situation, acting against my feelings, doing the opposite to what I wanted to do which was to continue holding on to the feelings and justifying myself!

Here are some pictures I took whilst on my walk.