All posts tagged: creative thinking

#Selfcare Sunday Series | Navigating Friendships and Deciphering Toxic Negativity

Happy Sunday! Amidst everything crazy that is happening right now, I hope you are all keeping well and being kind to each other. I also need to keep my mind off it too so I’ll be attempting to write more. Firstly, I’d like to say Thank You to everyone who commented on my post about Getting Over My Anxiety for Driving. It was a topic that I desperately needed to write, even if no one was going to read it (clearly I don’t trust page views). But reading some of your comments to confirm the similar struggles that you had, particularly for driving, was really heartfelt and helped open up a whole new avenue that I didn’t know existed. I no longer felt as stupid and actually, I would like to promote this sort of topical confession/discussion more in the future. #PositiveMentalHealth #Positivity 🙂 I’ve been keeping up with driving so much so that I’ve enjoyed it in the past few weeks. I’m hoping to tackle dual carriageways soon but only once the weather calms …

Cultural Conversations #1: Where You Come From and Where You Really Come From

Hello and welcome to the first instalment of a brand new series on the blog titled Cultural Conversations. The initial idea of it probably began at the start of 2018 but it wasn’t until a month or so ago, where the name suddenly popped up in my head. Cultural. Conversations. It sounded extremely fitting so as a consequence, it stuck. Each instalment will cover something different, but the main basis for the starting point will be that I draw inspiration from my own personal experiences and/or thoughts to discuss a certain topic. These may be social, cultural, and perhaps political. There may be an opportunity to discuss beauty-related topics too, provided that they are within a social context and present a problem to discuss. (There are definitely many.) In this episode, I wanted to start with a topic close to home. Where you come from and where you really come from. Do your roots shape you as a person or can they threaten you if you are considered the less fortunate? What does it mean …

All The Things That Worry Me

Hello all! I hope that everyone is having a chill Sunday so far. Sorry for being MIA lately. I decided that I needed some time off from digital space and instead of force-writing some posts (even if I do have a million ideas), I decided that I needed a break because I wasn’t in the best of moods to write. (See last post: The Fruits of My Life.) Don’t worry. As negative as the title sounds, I promise that this isn’t a negative post by any means. Think of it as a prelude to everything else that follows in this section of my blog: ‘Writing and Creative Thinking’. Think of it as…because I’m writing, that I am okay. After all, I am sharing something with you. 🙂 I have had this idea…these ideas, for quite some time now and I’m happy to announce that I will be writing an unlimited number of posts. I guess you can call it a series because I’ll be numbering each post as the series goes on, for as long as there’s something …

I have a conscience.

My mind had not really sparked a light for wanting to write anything in particular these past few months as I was so busy prepping for an array of things. Things that do not concern writing, after all writing is my side hobby, my side job and somehow, something that I have become accustomed to quite quickly. Although, I will say there is pressure to release written material when I am no way a writing professional and needless to say, it is not everyday that I have stories to tell, feelings to spill. But should I feel bad about that? Well, no of course not. Except here’s the deal: everyone has expectations. You have expectations for yourself, as do your parents, siblings, friends and lover. You will also have unconscious expectations of all the things around you: the food you eat, the music you listen to, the places you go. It happens. If the feelings meet or even go as far as to surpass the expectations, you’ll feel fulfilled, joyous, exhilarated. However, if the expectations are …

Being the Only Creative in your Group of Friends

It’s a gloomy Monday, and needless to say, it rained. All day. Okay, maybe a little exaggeration but you get the picture. So nothing new there for British weather, as it’s meant to rain now for the rest of the week. Anyways, how’s everyone? I hope well 🙂 Today’s post is very different to my usual posts (or at least what I have posted so far) but nonetheless, has always been relevant to my being. I am telling it like it is. How it was, and how it (sort of) still is. Just as the title describes. I suppose it’s nothing new actually but I do feel that people never talk about it (i.e. like the elephant in the room). I think I have always been creative, although I was equally very good at school and did well academically. But most of this was on my own. Being creative I mean. I was always interested in crafty things, and just seeing how things worked, held together…the tricks of the trade. Maybe it was just a hobby at …