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I am back after a long break from my blog.
The break has been about me, about family and friends.
It has been about breathing and hearing my heart beat, we need to do that once in a while.
One day my heart will stop beating while it beats I want to listen to it and remind myself not to take life for granted.
During the break I have done the village, had time to chase chickens and tell my mother’s dog to get away- we don’t always say “get away” just like that.
We use words that may be unacceptable to animal rights but here there are not much of a big deal.
While in the village I enjoyed barbecues, fat cakes and ginger beer. I don’t mean to make you feel hungry.
We made tarts, we cooked lasagne. We made Spiderman cakes.
My family is big on meals, we believe in love on a plate.
So when we cook we go all the way out and the meals usually disappear quickly from serving dishes.
I have also had time to travel and explore the beauty offered by other countries, only a few things make me come alive as travel.
Some moments I shared with my childhood friend whom I wrote about here.
You will meet her soon she will contribute here sometime I promise- her life is rich and vast and so worth writing about.
I had a chance to go into in the world’s fastest roller coaster- Formula Ross, I am talking 240Km/hr.
I experienced the most intense fear that turned into the most intense pleasure; some life lesson about daring greatly. I screamed at the top of my voice, while my friend was unable to get a single word out of her mouth.
My travel experiences will be shared in detail sometime in another blog where I will guest post.
Today what is important is that I am here and I missed you.
I wanted to say hello and let you know I am back to my writing laboratory.
I am delighted to be here and serve you through penning of words.
Ever heard of people picking words for the week, or for the year?
I have never done that before but this year it came, the word picked me, it kept coming to my thoughts.
So the word for me this year is significance.
But what is being significant?
There is no one right answer.
To me being significant is serving the world through our passions, understanding that your gift is not just for you but for others as well.
Being significant is being there for others so that you are counted in their hearts.
Significance is cooking hearty meals.
It is answering the phone call when you have to and putting the phone away when you have to.
Significance is being visible however small you are.
It is standing out in your glory in environments and places bigger than you.
Significance is what most people are all looking for and I am no exception, I want that too.
I want the world to know I am here when my heart is still beating and when my heart stops beating I want the world to know I was here.
Here is how I want the world to know I am here;
I want to write words that matter that, write books that move others, say the things that matter and speak words that build others.
One day I want you to hold my books and say “Dikabo is here, writing for me, she is present in this world.”
Here is what Ernest Hemmingway once said, “There is nothing to writing all you do is sit at the typewriter and bleed”and that is what I intend to do, to sit at my laptop and bleed for you.
I ask myself this question every time I write, will someone’s life be compelled by what I write?
Will someone be inspired?
I want to write in way that compels others.
So this year I am diving deep into writing books, they may be times when I wont post on this blog regularly.
By the end of 2017 I should have 1 e book which I will gift on my blog and two published books.
I want to stand and be counted.
Writing books isn’t the only way I want to be significant.
There are many others ways.
I want to make a mark in the lives of family and friends.
They should know I am here for them, that I love hard albeit calmly ( I am a bit of calm and old soul, I don’t do the screaming and jumping around but right here there is love; lots of it).
I want to pray hard for others.
That to me is a part of my own definition of being significant.
This year would you be significant whichever way you define it.