DIG IT OUT! 👀

I racked my head so hard I felt like hitting it on a stone, maybe something good would come out of it.

But I wouldn’t dare. It would hurt too much.

October has been a month of too many new and clashing experiences, so much that my brain and body had to pause, reboot, and refresh.

Up till now, I didn’t even know what to write. I wanted to write about drifting, but it turned out to be a deeper topic, one that needed more time, research, and reflection.

So I sat there, whispering, God help me. Chaiii. I just wanted to put something down. Anything. These thoughts kept spinning in my mind until this very moment. All I wanted was a solution. Whether it dropped from the sky or rose from the ground, I didn’t care. I just needed to write.

Because as a writer, silence can feel like a disease. It’s like being pregnant with ideas but unable to give birth to even one.

A taboo.

A silence that screams.

And then it hit me, this isn’t just about writing. This is life itself.

How many of us are like this? Created in God’s image, yet living as if we married the devil himself, stuck, stagnant, and empty. No progress, no spark. And yet, deep inside, treasures lie waiting to be discovered. So many treasures buried deep within, covered in dust, hidden under sin, fear, sickness, pain, and lies.

But you know what? You don’t find treasure by sitting still. You dig. Just like a man searching for gold, you pick up your tools and start working. You dig through dirt, sweat, and stones because you know, something valuable is beneath.

That’s how life works. Many people stay comfortable at the base because climbing is hard.

But to rise, you must dig (read it again, beyond the surface).

It’s not easy for a chick to break out of its shell, but it must. Because when the shell is broken from the outside, it dies. But when it breaks from within, it lives.

A breakthrough will always be better than a break. So, I’ve decided to dig. Even when I don’t feel like it. Even when the words hide and my heart feels empty.

Because somewhere beneath the confusion, the treasure waits.

And maybe, just maybe, this piece, this messy, honest, soul-baring piece is the treasure I’ve been digging for all along. At least I dug something up.

What you just read was born from frustration, yearning, and grace. Proof that even when you feel dry, something still lives inside you.

So here’s my word for you today…….DIG IT OUT!

Dig out your strength.

Dig out your faith.

Dig out your voice.

Don’t stop until you find your gold, because you can.

I can.

We all can. 💛

Till I drop my next post, stay chilled, stay hopeful, and love yourself more. ✨💐💕