I’m definitely being quite naughty tonight, as it is indeed
way past my bed time, but since I’ve been wanting to share this for a while, what
is a few minutes past my bedtime just get my musings out in the open?
I like to think my writing touches and affects. I like to
think I write on relatable topics. I like to think somebody is gotta be feeling
this way too. I like to think my posts guide in one way or another. That’s just
what I like to think. Whether all that’s true or not, here goes… something.
I would like to introduce the word ‘progress’. As the
dictionary would have it:
Progress is a movement toward a goal or a further or higher stage.
This is a word heard throughout our lives. The word dates
back in everybody’s life to that time (2 months plus to be precise) you were in
your mommy’s tummy, getting comfortable with being comfortable. Growing slowly
but surely. For us to be here and be
healthy and able [to read] the doctor must have said once or many times, “Your
baby is making progress”. The word is also repeated in your early- out the womb
days, continuing all the way through primary school, secondary school and if
you are privileged enough, tertiary too.
Just like that, we have a timeline of constant progress. Beautiful and
somewhat fluid.
If you’re living this life thing, progress is imminent, active
and I guess responsive, but it can also be staggered, slow and sluggish. I
don’t doubt that life is a beautiful journey because I have one too many
testimonies and epiphanies to believe otherwise. A recurring theme in my posts
is the idea of bumps throughout the journey.
In those times, your progress always seems like it’s being interrupted or
stunted and that moment in time it is so hard to get out of or even believe
there’s a way out. Everything and anything can happen in one, two, three days,
infact everything does happen! Life does happen regardless of whether you are
conscious or unconscious about it, in that moment though, it seems like very
minimal is happening, however what we fail to grasp is that tiny drops make an
ocean. It is through doing that small bit today, that little bit tomorrow and
that tiny piece of this and that next week, that gets the job done and builds a
masterpiece-This is also how progress is made. That is how you reach your
milestones.
May 2015 and May 2016 already look completely different in
my perspective. The person I was in 2015 and the person I am now probably wouldn’t
recognize each other. The lows were low and highs were high but it is really
through some divine intervention I can sit here and write the words, “I am
fine. I am in a good space. My journey is my own”. This progress thing, is a
thing. My journey continues.
I must admit, in naming this blog all those days ago I had a
vague idea of what a journey was (thanks Oxford dictionary) but I don’t think I
was ready for what I had opened myself up to and what this part of my journey entailed.
I have been patiently surprised and devastatingly disappointed all, in the same
breath. Things don’t always go your way and that’s OK because they will go some
way and I guess as long as you’r doing your best, you can expect results.
Everything that happens in your life is not a mistake, once you grasped that,
you will find the days are days and the nights are nights and somehow you live
through each day and each night, moving on to the next day and night et cetera.
The reality of the matter is, you have to push on the good
days just as hard as you push on the bad days. Progress comes from the act of
pushing yourself, moulding yourself, adapting yourself and of course, trial and
error.
I don’t have everything but what I do have is yet another
progress report. I cannot stress this enough too, never measure your progress
against anyone else’s. Stick to your lane, keep your eye on your own goals and
realise that you are your only competition. Be the best you!
Remember, progress is an ongoing process- Never give up!
