You’re a woman for Pete’s sake, MAN UP!

I really haven't had the motivation to write anything recently. Quick update, I broke up with the rebound guy. I just could not pretend I liked him anymore. I had physical manifestations of disgust and this feeling of repulsion every time he touched me, I know that sounds mean and I apologize for that but he was starting to be seriously annoying and needy. He sent me a text and complained that I was taking too long to reply. It's a text!!! If it was an emergency conversation he wanted to have, here's a novel idea, pick up the phone, dial my number and actually have a real conversation with me! Asking me how my day was and expecting me to reply 2 seconds later is not an emergency…maybe my day isn't over yet!!! Anyway after that I knew it was over, and promptly ended it.

Also, he wasn't my "one" and thankfully now I have this new nifty power where when someone who isn't my "one" touches me I get waves of repulsion, kind of a panic attack. According to Wikipedia a have an over-active amygdale which secretes too much of something or other that makes me have these mini panic-attacks when an inappropriate person invades my personal space and there's no clearer message from God that this is the wrong guy than a racing heart, sweaty forehead and nausea LOL.

Anyway here's an interesting story, I met someone. It was uncanny. I have this new check list and I know it's wrong to have a list, but that's another story. So I'm sitting in a mat minding my own business with my ear phones on, when this guy starts talking to me. You guys I swear he was everything on my list, fly as hell, swagger ok, brown skin popping, just the right amount of facial hair to look groomed, recently graduated, doesn't live with his mom, doesn't live with a bunch of frat boys, everything on the list so you see it was uncanny that this list guy comes into a ratty old mat and starts talking to me…I was just thinking "what the heck, is this a joke, did he read my blog, did he intercept my prayers" Anyway, because I knew it was some sort of joke, I tried my best to ignore him but he was just so sweet and good looking I knew I'd be a major idiot if I ignored him. The conversation was good with list guy, total stranger that he was, it was the most fun I've had talking to a guy in a while, and yes I mean even better than talking to rebound guy who was my actual boyfriend for a month.

Anyway list guy asks me over but I tell him I don't really date people who don't go to church with me, playing hard to get is hard, but men do it and its time to flip the script. I'm a woman and I'm manning up J Anyway he got off before I did and we exchanged numbers and all that and he texted me 5 minutes later to tell me he was glad to meet me and how nice I was he already missed me and all that good stuff. And then he called me when I got home last night, and I was blushing and happy all night.

All day today I was anxiously looking forward to his text, and he texted me good morning, and goodnight and now I'm sitting here blogging. Here's the kicker, as happy as I was yesterday, I just realized he's not my "one" either. Now before you call me messed up, I just know that when I meet that guy there'll be no doubt in my mind. Maybe I'm crazy and I'm living in a dream but I was listening to Atemi's song "Someday" and I just felt so locked in when I thought about him being my someday guy.

Now, I could be wrong about this but I think the lesson God was trying to teach me on this one is that my list is not all that impossible and guys like that do exist…and not every guy who is outwardly perfect is the one for me…now don't get me wrong I will probably go out with list guy, but it probably won't be anything serious. I don't want to be tied down to anyone, who'll delay me from the right guy. But any guy in between who I won't have a panic attack with when he's holding my hand is good enough for me. I'm not in the rush for marriage anymore LOL, I can meet someone and 6 weeks later we could get married so no more of my 4 year dating timetable, maybe that's not the route for me. I don't know, I haven't finished the self-discovery yet.

I'm just thinking how cool is it that a hot guy hit on me when I was in pain fresh from the dentist office to tighten my shiny metal and black braces. That sure adds to my self-confidence LOL.

 

Till next time,

Jo

Opportunity

"Some we see clearly and embrace, others we let go of because they take us out of our comfort zone." Each one of us has the choice to participate in making a difference. I think its only fair that I don't put too much focus on changing myself and making my life better if I don't do the same for someone else. That's not the type of person I want to be, self-involvement is not an asset, it's a destructive liability. So I'm maybe thinking of PRAYING, yes I said praying for God to give me an opportunity to change someone's life in the course of changing my own.

I am well aware that, that prayer is dangerous on so many levels hahaha. I have this view of God that if you ask Him for a challenge He will go above and beyond and give you the messiest, grimiest (mess) to sort out lol. In my head I have a picture of volunteering at The Compassion International OFFICE answering phones or cashing cheques or something similarly nice and neat. In Gods head he might be planning a mission trip to the heart of Kibera slums where I'd have to give up all my stuff and live for 6 months and clean up Nairobi River with no safety equipment.

Anyway, I don't really know what I want to do. I don't think I can just jump into the deep end but I can start with trying harder to find a life group and maybe volunteering more at church…something along those lines, just to get out there and not wallow in my own funk.

As always, I will keep you in the know.

 

Love You,

Jo

Living

I promised that this blog would be a place where I would do stuff to challenge myself and start living life. So right at this moment I'm trying to join a life group. These small groups are all the rage at my new church. In their words…"it's where life happens"

Full disclosure, it's not my "new" church, I've been attending for about a year and a half, obviously I've been losing the hide and seek game I mentioned in my last post for the past year and a half. But hey, I'm trying to fix it and change which means no more living life passively and just going through the motions. Step 1, in a positive life filled with activity, join the life group. I'll keep you updated J

 

Trying almost really hard,

Jo

Hide and seek

It's probably not the best description but that's what the next step on my journey of self-improvement feels like. The search for something bigger than me, a way to fill the void in my heart and be complete…

I don't think I can ever get back to the school of thought where the common belief is that there is one person in the world who can fill the void in your heart, a soul-mate or a better half or whatever and I tend to think that most people who enter a relationship to be complete tend to be sorely disappointed and my belief ended up being right as I learnt this past weekend.

I figure, the best way to find something bigger than me is to head to Church. Kenya isn't one of those countries where there are groups for every type of belief under the sun, I basically had 4 choices, Hinduism which is hard because there aren't too many black Hindus in Nairobi and no offence but I don't have the patience to fight stereotypes and racism (and yes I realize I just stereotyped all Nairobi Hindus as racists, I'm sorry) Option 2 would be to go Muslim, that's another no because there's so much to learn and conflicting beliefs under 1 body. Third, go all New-Age, another no because I don't believe in the power of "me" I just can't deal with the thought that I'm the one in control of my own destiny, it's just too much pressure to handle. My only option was Church, good old Christianity.

I grew up Christian, a true TBN and Family Media kid, singing Colby songs and Christian rock and obsessed with going to love in sunny Santa Ana, California. Then, life happened, and chasing after God became more like a game of hide and seek, he was hiding I 'm still seeking. I don't know how it works, some people really look on tune with God and they hear from Him and all that, all I hear is staggering silence. I truly believe that God exists, and at church we learnt this weekend that we shouldn't be seeking after religion like Jesus never called himself or his disciples "Christians" and religion has failed me one too many times. We should be seeking after relationship. That's the only thing Jesus had with God, and the disciple had with Jesus. It wasn't about them acting a certain way or following certain guidelines. All they did was love on, and talk to their best friend.

The thing I learnt most, which absolutely ties in to my theme of change and life-improvement is not the whole hour long sermon I heard, but the last 5 minutes of it. I'll try to relay it as best as I can, hopefully I'll do it justice and it can have the same effect on you as it did on me.

Pastor M told a story about the love between him and his wife as a by the way told us the only reason he doesn't wear a wedding ring is because he's allergic to metal and he plans on getting a tattoo. Anyway, he told us that after 16 years of marriage he knows they love each other enough to go through anything and how he's sure because of the love Pastor C has for him, she would even love him if he had an affair although it would be difficult. Now let me quote…" but that doesn't mean I'll go have an affair because I know she'll still love me. Love changes you from the inside out, you won't do anything to hurt the person you love intentionally or otherwise as much as is to your ability."

Love changes you and that is the only secret there is and that there's ever been. What is love? Love is change. That's what held Jesus up that day, it wasn't the nails, it was his love. That's why lives were changed, since the time of the disciple. They didn't follow a bunch of rules but they let Christ's love for them change them.

I know I sound all holy and spiritual with this whole spiel, but truth is as much as I know the answer and as much as it makes sense to me, I'm not quite there yet. Maybe I'm waiting for God to shake me by the shoulders and say "I'm real!" I don't know, all I know is - actually I don't really know a thing. Maybe I don't have to have all the answers, maybe I should just live. I might just be a crazy person talking to myself when I pray (that's what prayer seems to me, people who talk to themselves are considered insane, what makes prayer different) but I'll do it. What was that quote? I'd rather live like there's a God and die to find out there's not, than live like there isn't and die to find out there is…or something to that effect.

That's what I'm planning on doing, I was already planning on having "me-time" to decompress, relax and unwind at the end of every day. During this time I plan on doing 3 more things: believe, love and live.

Believe that He's real and listening. Love him enough to want to listen and talk. Live the type of life He'd want.

 

Believing, Loving and Living

Jo

And so it begins….

My very first blog post, I've tried to do this before but this time I'm determined that this will stick J It's become the newest form of therapy and God knows I NEED some form of therapy. Saying it's been a rough couple of years would be a major understatement, but this isn't a place I choose to use to dwell on the past, the hurts, the disappointments or any of that, This is for the future, for hope, for encouragement, for growth, for laughter and mostly for a kick-in-the-ass so I can quit moping and get a life. The more life I live, the more stories I'll have for you guys (well, right now just for me since I have zero readers) and the more I can grow up and change the things around me that I don't like.

I'm trying to figure out a way to change my life completely. I don't know if that's the right description. What I mean is I'm trying to enjoy my life and my status, know who I am and be secure in that, and build myself up where I've been torn down. Bright me decided the first step to doing this is getting braces….dun dun dim dun….. I can't say I had the worst smile in the world, in fact it was quite pretty and I hate that I said that because it sounds a little conceited, but that's what everyone around me has been saying. I just never felt like it was good enough, so I'm getting some work done. So for the next 6 months till March, my ordinary 'pretty' smile has given way to something not so cute…I know in the long run its going to be good for me, but right now I have to admit I'm struggling with it a little. Not that I regret doing it, because I think any person who goes against the norm and does something for themselves that will help improve their quality of life and their effectiveness in society and ability to live a more positive life is a person worth commending, and it's a brave thing to do especially for me with all my esteem issues but only because I can't flirt anymore!!!!!

Flirting is all about the smiling and the schmoozing and I can't do that anymore, which means there's a chance, I'm going to be a very single, very lonely girl for a while hahaha J

Anyway, this is just an introduction and its run a little long, so let's pick up tomorrow when I tell you the other things I'm trying to work on to change my life J

 

Love and Gratitude

Jo