The Midnight Owl

Why hello there. Thank you for clicking. Lol I'm ever so grateful (I sound like Lyla from Hey Arnold!) that you're taking the time out to read what lil' ole me has to write. Thank you. What are the banes of my existence? Well I'm a university student, a 90s baby and unemployed. You guessed it: anxiety and depression. Moving to England really shook me up. I was not ready in any way, shape or form. I was able to cope doing my A Levels because it was a similar routine I had to follow. Go to school everyday and study. I ended up making a friend on my first day and she knew other people so I made a few more friends. I thought I had my shit together, guys. I was doing so well. I was resilient. I even failed 2 exams but I retook them and got an A and a B. (toot toot). Then came University. Y'all.. Depression hit me like how that trash bag hit that little boy that was trying to prank his dad. Unfortunately, coming from a Caribbean background where depression isn't...

Thank you for clicking! I'll try my best to make it worth your while. Stage (def): 1. a point, period, or step in a process or development; 2. a raised floor or platform, typically in a theatre, on which actors, entertainers, or speakers perform. I am so grateful for social media. I used to be one of those "act like they're so much better for allegedly not being a social media junkie". But Jah know I loved me some twitter. Facebook could not stay deactivated. Luckily though, not wanting to be a hypocrite made me question my addiction. I used to ZOB twitter (twitter peeps from 2010/2011 could tell you) because those were my first years in England and I was lonely as shit. I made a few friends but even after 7 years, that yearning to be back in St. Lucia hasn't left. Twitter was my way of feeling at home. Lucian twitter was my digital home. And Facebook has a lot of sentimental value to me lol. It's like having an ex that you know you can't leave alone...

Firstly, the person I am now having had these revelations has learnt to begin everything with gratitude. So thank you thank you thank you for taking the time out to read this. You could've been doing anything else, but you're reading this. I love you and I thank you for the support. Even if you do not share it in a public space, I pray my words affect you in a way that they are shared by your actions as a result of new insights about yourself. Namaste. Initially, I was thinking of putting the title as, "The Art of Prayer". But after hearing a beautiful soul's understanding of my posts, I've decided to mirror that understanding even more. Thank you Riade for your kind words. For seeing my posts as my understanding of the truth and not as me trying to assert what THE truth IS. This is my take on prayer; how I do it and how it works for me. "The Art of Prayer" reads better but "An Art of Prayer" reads truer to my outlook. So my amazing and...

Inspired by a conversation I had with a very good friend of mine who I believe is somewhat of a spiritual guru. When I'm feeling stuck with matters of a spiritual nature, she is the only person I can go to. So naturally, when we have disagreements about things of a spiritual nature, I start to question my own beliefs and go back to the drawing board to see if I went wrong somewhere. Don't get me wrong, doubt is a very good thing. One of two things can happen: either I realise I was wrong and I am able to correct my thinking or I find enough research to strengthen my case. Win-win situation. I don't do this with everybody because I am very committed to my convictions but if you have somebody like that in your life, you'd understand why you'd start to question your convictions. I won't go into details of the conversation but essentially, I believe that detaching from the outcome of a desire is a necessary step in manifesting that desire. To her, what needs to be...

People who know me know I have no qualms speaking about death. They know I believe that death is just the other side of the coin which birth is on. They are identical in nature. It is the law of the universe. Things must die so other things can live. The essence of all that is, however, cannot itself die. It can only transform. And to us, it looks like life and death. We label death (and basically anything that causes us unpleasant feelings) as bad. We label it based on its effect on us specifically. "Natural disasters" for example cause us to lose homes, lives etc. so we call it a disaster. The earth doesn't think it's a disaster. It's probably just clearing out something to put something else in its place. The earth understands the laws. It does not try to prevent it. Human beings are a lot more arrogant, however, and believe they must do all in their power to prevent the things that they believe should not occur because it makes them less than happy. Death is...

I've noticed that people respond to confidence levels. They respond to how people feel about themselves. No matter how nice, sensitive or kind you are, if you are not confident, chances are, you have complaints about people's lack of respect and appreciation towards you. In an ideal world, being a good person would be enough to grant you every thing you want.  But that's not the world we live in. Not everybody deserves all of what you have to offer. It is still your responsibility to learn discernment. WHO deserves you? How MUCH of you do they deserve? Are you confident in what you bring to the table? Do you believe it is enough? Then why do you allow others' response and reaction to make you doubt yourself. Why do YOU apologise when somebody does you something that you believe you don't deserve? Why are you apologising for being sensitive? You can be confident in your sensitivity. Embrace it. Only if you believe you are "too sensitive" will other people ...

DISCLAIMER: Since I shall be speaking about breastfeeding, I am going to be using the term "woman" to refer to women who were born with a vagina and the presumed ability to give birth and have not altered their gender.  There are many misconceptions about what it means to judge something. We hear the word "judge" and tend to associate it with people who are very critical and resistant to understanding as their use of judgment is misguided. People's reactions to the idea of a woman breastfeeding in public is extremely telling. Everybody judges. This is how we are able to discern things and place them into their respective categories. We do this for safety purposes as well as other reasons. What we are warned against when it comes to judgment are things like hypocrisy and unfair treatment towards people because of it. We need to have an astute sense of judgment in addition to godly levels of patience and understanding, which is actually achievable. So, categ...