Came, Saw, Conquered! The missing pronoun in the caption above for any team player is 'we'. I've had some experience working with teams at work, church and school - either as a team leader or a supporting team player. I have discovered that irrespective of the ranking or position, every team player has an opportunity… Continue reading #teamwork
There is a strange peace that comes with knowing where you are headed. - Omozilo I got the inspiration while on a road trip from Osun (West Nigeria) to Lagos, just after the conclusion of a 2-day retreat with my colleagues in July. On the trip to the site in Osun, I recall how cranky… Continue reading Heading somewhere?
Let's start with the definition of a 'go-to person'. A go-to person is someone that is relevant for a particular purpose or the other. Now that we know the definition, are you a go-to person? One qualifies to be a go-to person when he/she is relevant to those around them for one reason or the… Continue reading My go-to person
Guard your eyes... Seeing this old photo of mine stirred me up one morning. We are familiar with the five senses namely senses of sight, smell, taste, sound and touch. In my opinion, all other senses aside sight and smell are relatively easy to control. The sense of sight is one of the most difficult… Continue reading The Observer
In recent times, I've had to take a break from driving to have some extra 'Me' time on my way to work, in light of my tight work schedule. That was how I got into an argument with a cab driver on my way to work. What was the argument about? It was about the… Continue reading Experienced driver
The forgotten toys... Reminds me of a cartoon I saw as a child. Yeah...I've been MIA for a while for many reasons, chief of them being my increasing workload at work. Nonetheless, I have scribbled a couple of thoughts and content within this period, all grossly incomplete. Recently, I took a glance at the list… Continue reading The forgotten toys…
'I want to'... 'I just wanted to'... 'I think I should'... Those became her consistent starters. The lioness had become a lamb. She had lost her confidence, walking on a dreadful journey of no return. She found herself groping in the abyss of fear, with heightened withdrawal symptoms. Naturally, this resulted to some form of… Continue reading Light under a bushel