Benita Nnachortam

She'll change tomorrow with her works today.

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Use this one

Remember to retreat. Go into your quiet room, place of reflection and making. Remember to pause, to weigh that both good and bad exist and choose love, forgiveness and healing. Remember to separate yourself, not in a malicious manner but to ponder the heaviness and seek wisdom. Remember to pray, plan, seek support and lead with clear vision. Not the vision that is corrupted by ego, fanaticism of your own ideals or selfish salvation. ...

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The curious learn passionately.

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We care, or we die

Our most important strategy is compassion That has to come first We just have to care There's no other way We care for each other, or we die Death and hurt are the only promises of a society that is void of compassion What we do not care for We neglect and neglect isn't nurture It's the opposite It's more than a choice It is active and not harmless Our most important strategy has to be compassion We just have to care There's really no other way Now, think: what would every leader, every business, every organisation be like if compassion came first before mission, If care came first before service? - Benita Nnachortam #dearyoungleader April 2025

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“You can’t know yourself if you don’t know me” - Abba

Ijinle ninu Ijinle

Your true worth and image are deeply hidden in me.

- Abba

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Good intentions can only take us so far

When will you wake up and realize this is a battle for now or never?

Yes never, comfort, stability, sane or whatever you call it these days.

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What if I wrote my dreams ?

What if with writing I could live out that reality first ?

Everything was possible.

Now let me rephrase that:

When will I write my dreams?

When will I live out that reality through writing first?

Anything is possible.

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I’ve seen your type before

You desire me earnestly and passionately

Then you come close to me because you see something ‘special’ , you can’t quite define it

Without trouble I receive you

Then you pull that stunt:

You spend the rest of your time with me trying to convince yourself that not only am I unimportant, but also dumb

You tried to convince yourself out loud

Sometimes with words, sometimes with laughter, sometimes with action and other times painfully with nothing- simple dismissal

The problem is I started to hear you

But then I unplugged

I’m never going back to that program again.

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Still here

Photo by Eric P. CAA Bloomfield Hills

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Aema, I miss you.

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Today, I aspire to love myself (more)

I aspire to love myself so much that

The (fear of ) hate of another person towards me no matter how loud, silent or passive

Will never diminish my own self worth

I will no longer allow my value to be diminished by the very thought that I am seen lesser than in another’s eyes

I have decided that I love me

and whether you like me or not doesn’t change that finished matter.

…but wait where’s all of this coming from ?

Why do I yearn for love like this ?

What is absolutely missing within me that I must want your love ? Why can’t I give it enough to myself ?

I’m done finding answers or pointing fingers

I’m looking in the mirror and choosing to love this one in front of me. ❤️

- B.N

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"It occurred to me, that the first poison that limits the progress of the work is just this tiny tiny seed of doubt" - benita nnachortam

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Still storms

It has seemingly been good "Seemingly" you see, after all, have I been here to write my cries? Well, let me just say that I've learned to live with the unresolved I've weighed the whole thing Considered the full measure of the insults by action and then I realized it's hard for me to dishonor my commitment it's hard for me to shut down my optimistic attitude especially when it matters most so I've stayed smiling embracing gratitude appreciating the daily wins the gifts of presence and of kindness and peace the gift of knowing I don't matter so much to you so you don't need me so I can focus my energy on what makes my life count ehen! so it's aaaall good I mean I haven't forgotten that you didn't forget you just chose headstrongly not to apologize not to undo your harm I've learned to ride through this still storm because this ship is heading somewhere and we are carrying our jewel in it with us and we've got somewhere to go and who to answer to so whether you are jumping or staying whether you help this ship's weather whether or not I will forge ahead food on the table smile on my face God in my heart my work in my hands I am going somewhere & you will not stop me. - unspoken words

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Mama, I'm off to bed

Carry me Mama Carry me Mama Carry me Mama We're off to bed Turn off the lights Mama Turn off the lights Mama Turn off the lights Mama We're off to bed Rock me Mama Rock me Mama Rock me Mama We're off to bed Kiss me Mama Kiss me Mama Kiss me Mama We're off to bed Pray for me Mama Pray for me Mama Pray for me Mama I'm off to bed Lay me down Mama Lay me down Mama Lay me down Mama I'm off to bed Tuck me in Mama Tuck me in Mama Tuck me in Mama I'm off to bed Ssshh sshhh Mama Sshhh sshhh Mama Ssssh sshhh Mama I'm off to bed Mmm mmm Mmmm mmm mmm Mmmm Mmm mmm Mmmm Mmm mm m mmm - benita nnachortam Inspired by our bedtime routine with Iju Nov 18, 2024 Pontiac, MI

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Dear Father

Thank you. My God, you're so sweet to me. You redeem me. You save me. You strengthen me. You guide me. When I fall You're there. When I rise You're there. You truly never leave me nor forsake me. I love you, my God.

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After a long moment of silence, Aunty Ngozi took a deep breath and walked to where Ify was sitting. She lifted up her veil, gently took the bouquet out of her hands and placed it in mine. With her eyes and a light nod, she signaled for me to pass the tissue box. I did. Ify was still sobbing almost quietly Her eyes and head and shoulders down on her big white dress. Aunty Ngozi gently wiped her cheeks. She picked up Ify's trembling hands in hers and said; Mma look at the bright side. Even if it doesn't work out, nothing in this world will motivate you more than your husband's disrespect. Everyone turned in the room looking at Aunty Ngozi's face to find the relief of sarcasm. She was dead serious. This was her "voice of wisdom?" Ify took a hard sniff as she looked up at her in utter shock and confusion. Then a knock came at the door. It was time to get everyone in the car...

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The other consistent thing...

All my life apart from God's goodness and breathe in my lungs the other consistent thing has been heart break. But the world is telling me it is always my fault. Hahahaha Guess what darling, sleep well tonight You know why? Because your future actions, no matter how much pain they bring me Is already my fault in advance. Hahahaha! (Somebody help me)

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I have come again

Yes. I have come here again to vent. Heartbroken and toxic, only this time after watching "Sadhguru"'s talk about whatever...I realize I'm probably heartbroken by myself and the illusions I have had, that fueled my "unrealistic" expectations. I mean I am unrealistic to expect respect and kindness right? Maybe I am unrealistic because I thought that how I regard you highly is how you regard me. But you never fail my beloved, to help me get disillusioned. Oh you're so good at it. 2 weeks after showering me with affection and attention, just when my guards are down and my feminity gets secure enough to find expression, to be soft and trusting again then ...boom! You hit me with a "you're not all that" signal that comes in the form of another update about how you're going to be doing that exact thing that has hurt me before. As if the last 4 attempts didn't convince me enough ...oh maybe just in case I was enjoying the good energy too much of late you just needed to remind me that I ain't nothing to you. Sadhguru said a lot of smart things, like how what you do is for your joy and not for my sadness, and loving you means letting you do it, because it's not about me. Great stuff! So I am perpetually in the wrong? This world is not my own. Seriously when I pass, nobody dares cry! Absolutely no one. I have found peace away from humanity. My hope is now called illusion. My actions are now manipulations. I must die in silence or else I am bad. Wow! I am here again. Bitter hypocrite who only writes when she's been hurt. Never here to recount all the amazing things you did. Never here to praise your good actions. Great stuff! Sigh!

By the way why do these things consume me? Why? Why I can't I just not care and use my energy to better the world? Ughhh!