I Hope I Find The Words

I'd like to think of myself as a Good Person. But as you may already know from your own experience, no one is all that good and this episode brings the Villain to the light! It also evokes some self reflection, strap in folks! Ps: I'd love to hear from you: Voice note link https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/ihope-ifind-thewords/message

Dear God.....I have so much to say. A loaded letter; frank and open. Ps: I'd love to hear from you: Voice note link https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/ihope-ifind-thewords/message

"Today, I gather three special letters and we give these women we have come to know as mom, their flowers, large, bright, succulent flowers; we give them our experience of them condensed into words and we thank them for all they have given, all they will give and all that we can never give back even if we tried." Happy Mothers' Day To all mothers and mother figures. Ps: I'd love to hear from you: Voice note link https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/ihope-ifind-thewords/message

"Is a" welcome back episode! A stretch exercise into the new season. Once again allow me to give a not so animated explanation of my whereabouts. I give a peek into the not so awesome season of writing and content creation that every creative dreads. I speak of the doubt, the life seasons, the intense emotions, the frustration, the internal shift that scares you to your core because...will that change me, my voice, creativity, my sound? Ps: I'd love to hear from you: Voice note link https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/ihope-ifind-thewords/message

All about turning a year older...a big age I am yet to get used to. In this episode, I talk about myself (from my perspective and that of others), the newness I feel in this season and my attempt to affirm my essence in words, loudly and publicly. I plan to come back here often to remember these aspects of myself. I hope you will find it enjoyable and find me familiar.

Speaking of the "almost became love" that may have slipped through the fingers. Or the one that passed you by and you barely caught a glimpse of it. As we celebrate love, we celebrate all the good things that we had going, the flings that literally had us flung to the ground but yet had to end. This is to the memory of the good ones and to the better ones we hope for.

I am sneaking back just like how love is sneaking up on you this Valentines'! I honestly poured out my hopes for love in this one; a brief piece about the butterflies of a young love. Partly a list of those things that I hope to find and others that I am willing to nurture in a soulmate. But even in my busy schedule of creating my own "catch", I thought I should remind you to "Step all the same" even if it is a shaky, unsure or sometimes painful one. Make room for love!

All in the business of taking back my power by exposing those tiny little foxes that linger in the shadows. I try to hear the sound of my voice and harness the power of my tongue to affirm that these things don't have to become true for me, and about me and if they are, they don't have to stay that way.

When all I want to do is to fall in line, shape up, be grown and get things done but my everything in me refuses to cooperate. These are the thoughts that run in my mind and it can get weird in here. Today, I am just stating things as they are, I am offering no solutions, just possibilities and maybes. And sometimes that is all I work with.

This is a short story, an interpretation of an altercation with people in a place of power and in a metaphorical way showing how life itself can be rough with us. I promise I vent. I needed to get this off my chest, and find my voice again.

There are days that are like this, and others that are like that But surely there will be days like these....

Rest can feel like a taboo, to be taken in secrecy, quietly, like partaking in a crime. I thought to share some thoughts on rest hoping that this affirms your need for rest and gives you permission to be kind to yourself and take a breather, a break when you need it.

Healing has been a bowl of mixed emotion, confusing joy, overwhelming anxiety, deep sadness, gripping relief, and a subtle texture of pain. Healing is seemingly the very definition of oxymoron. I hope that this episode makes sense to you and I hope that your journey of healing brings wholesomeness with it.

It is wild that we are adults. somewhere along the way we lost some parts of us. This episode is like a blessing, good tidings for you and i hope it reminds you of something you can still become. https://youtu.be/RV-Z1YwaOiw by Lee Ann Womack, A genius artist.

Grief comes with a host of other things. The process is complex. That season is ironically action packed yet the affected may feel stuck and as if the world has come to standstill. This episode is an attempt to explain the work that comes with loss and grief as well as paint a picture of what that season may feel like.

Women are beautiful and magic. In fact I think the word "beauty" may have been born out of the need to describe a woman. This piece is an attempt to put that fascination in words.

Music is more that a tune; a beautiful sound. It does something more for me. So this is to to the month of Love!

People and experiences mold us into becoming who we are today. I thought to share a few of mine as a subtle reminder that I am making steps. I hope this will be true for you too.

How else can you feel unless you have been touched. With Love. ~Sha.K

Bottlenecks, as a writer/podcaster, I hit my first one after going live. I give an apology, an explanation and a request, still hoping to see you next year folks!

When sadness and bitterness dwells in places that peace was found in abundance. From the heart of a burdened believer.

This a tribute to my Father, but also a walk down memory lane of the things that made our time together on this little planet worthwhile...Charlie, the name by which many people knew you, You shall be missed. Dad, I miss you already and I hope you get wind of this episode.

When you love someone....never waste precious time...just say it. Today I am saying it.

If you are like me, asking for help doesn't just come naturally. Now, if we add the complexity of an emotionally and mentally challenging time, then it becomes close to impossible to ask for help through such a season. But why is it like this? Listen in as I unearth some of the reasons seeking help can be challenging.

Sometimes we hit emotional depths we never imagined we would. This is a recording of how being there could feel like; the thoughts that run through one's mind. Written during one of the coolest seasons in Nairobi- Kenya.

This one is a super short episode...with Good Reason. In this episode, I give you a glimpse into my morning struggle; which for me has been a very personal experience; a secret at best. These are the thoughts that run in my mind as I figure getting into out of bed and the reasons that I find for it.

Knowing that I am not the only one dealing with this, I sought to find a way to express the crappy feelings that come along with post-schooling disappointment. I hope I did it justice.

They say that hindsight is 20-20; but when you look back, do so with a special lens. This episode addresses self defamation that sometimes occurs in introspection. We are not always right, but when we are, we should remember ourselves being right.

Insight into what "I hope I Find The Words" is about. A soft commitment to walk this journey with me and a couple of other sweets souls ;)