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Meet Mr, miss and Mrs Stubborn

on April 15, 2013

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I’ve always had grand ideas about my life- about the cars I would like to drive, the businesses I would own and of course the people I would like to meet someday. On most days, these imaginative expeditions can be all the bliss and liberation I would ever know. On other days, set against the grand canvass of everyday living, all that aspiration and ambition can seem like the most senseless endeavour to ever be undertaken by the human spirit. So, for more than the umpteenth time, I have chided that imaginative stubbornness on the inside of me to accept the facts, and to you know, understand that I cannot stretch beyond myself in the pursuit of attaining these “dreams”. Besides, I remind myself, contentment is virtue. The sooner I accept my lot in life and ride with the flow, the better. But while a part of me is so cowardly to merely think beyond the starkness of my circumstances, there’s always that other part of me whose only hobby, nay, purpose is to goad me into embracing a higher goal and a fulfilled me. It’s uncanny, the determination of this part. And sometimes when I really think of it, I’m glad that all of me has not given up on me.

Yes, that’s an uplifting thought. For how else would we scale the ramparts of our imperfections, overcome the fortresses of our inabilities and confront those stark, gnawing and choking reminders of our insufficiency?  You see, all of these imperfections, inabilities and insufficiency are meant to be surmounted by none other than us! On the other side of them lie perfection, ability and sufficiency. To be content with anything else is to shut our ear against the other part of us that can help us make the transition. A fact I have gleaned from experience is that contentment is no virtue if it is at the expense of excellence, of achievement and purpose.

This blog- my opening blog post- is dedicated to the plethora of us for whom it has taken a while to discover that there is nothing but a thin line between reality and future; between complacence and ambition; between vice and virtue. For if we are plagued with the routine of hiding behind virtue to hide our own inner virtue, then virtue has become vain; it has donned the debasing garments of vice. For, hear me, your future is not just time-bound, it is virtue-bound. Virtue only begets virtue.

Virtuous. Yes, it is to you I refer. It is that imaginative stubbornness on your inside that I refer to. It is that relentless, irksome prattler that tells you to do all the things that you not only want to do, but actually have the ability to do. Do not deny your virtue. No human should toy with such great disservice and maltreatment of the human spirit. If you have, you can forgive yourself like I did and give yourself some respect. So go ahead and purchase that form. Register for that course. Write that exam. Sing that note. Stand for your principles. Acknowledge your intelligence. Dream those dreams. Be punctual. Talk to that person… I could go on! What’s the point however? I’m talking to all of us. You see, we’re all virtuous after all. Oh, but we’re not clinching to one virtue at the expense of all the virtue we’re brimming with. Rather, we embrace our virtue. We launch out into the deep. We love and we hope and we have faith. We finally allow it dawn on us that stubbornness, when it’s from our inside, is no vice at all. Stubbornness is virtue.

So give stubbornness a chance. Say hello to virtue. When you do, guess what? You have stumbled upon yourself. You discover that in the voice of your stubborn imagination is the unfamiliar you struggling to survive in the fight for self-fulfillment and self-significance. So don’t just look into the mirror to know yourself. Rather, look inside and meet yourself; meet Mr., miss or Mrs. Stubbornness.

This blog is the seed-child of my virtue; of my stubbornness. I’m sure you recognize it because we are birds of a feather: stubbornly virtuous! Now why don’t you stubbornly stay glued to this blog for more of my valuable, rare ‘scripted potpourri’?

Later!

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16 responses to “Meet Mr, miss and Mrs Stubborn

  1. Torera says:

    I Luv Linda…bt I Luv ds article more.
    An awesome StaRt…wil pop in often.
    Wots more?Ds s a apparently a Sob @ every1,thnks 4 hitting it ds HARD!

  2. yetunde says:

    9ce job sis Linda…may God continue 2 strenghten u n more wisdom shall be given unto u.keep d gud job up.

  3. v'shade says:

    I haven’t even read the entire piece but am loving it already! Nice starter and finisher. I am officially your first fan lool. thumbsUp #writtenbylinda 🙂

  4. oshinlagun abayomi gabriel says:

    A piece of unassailable imagination from the abyss of scholarly thought!

  5. wealthsauce says:

    Nice piece miss kilson! Looking 4ward 2 some exciting tale frm dis blog.

  6. Jennifer says:

    Wonderful article! Totally awesome….Your writing is beautiful with just enough emotion for the reader to feel a connection with you…Great job! Cant wait for the next article.

  7. Tunji Adeyemi says:

    I’m sorry Linda, this aint aint just good…its awesome! Great work, well done!

  8. Ewache Emmanuel says:

    A true definitn of originality. People lyk u make blive in Nigeria. *toothless grins*

  9. taiwo ajayi says:

    Thoughtfully delicious**

  10. kwame tandoh says:

    a thin line between complacence n achievement or ambition…true

  11. Esther says:

    This is indeed a masterpiece,a deep expression poured out from a powerful mind. well done sisi Lindy,more from where this came from

  12. ESE says:

    AWESOME PIECE……..LOOKING FORWARD FOR MORE AMAZING WRITE UPS

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