Life through my eyes

Let’s be real for a second. Have you ever sat down at your desk to crush a deep-work session, only to find yourself staring blankly at a pile of two-week-old mail, three half-empty mugs, and a tangle of charging cords? Suddenly, your brain feels just as messy as your desk. Instead of writing that report, you’re suddenly deep-scrolling TikTok, feeling a vague wave of anxiety you can’t quite shake. If this sounds familiar, you aren’t lazy, and you aren’t losing your mind. Your space is just killing your vibe! As it turns out, the connection between a cluttered room and a cluttered mind isn’t just a concept invented by minimalist influencers to sell beige storage bins. It’s actual, hard science. So, let’s dive into why physical mess is secretly draining your energy, and how you can reclaim your peace without spending your entire weekend scrubbing floors. The Actual Science of Why Mess Stresses You Out Our brains love order. Evolutionarily speaking, order means safety and predictabil...

Darling, let’s talk about the absolute indignity of winter skin. One moment you are glowing with post-summer vitality, and the next, central heating and biting British gales conspire to turn your complexion into parchment. We have all been there—standing in front of the bathroom mirror, bewildered as to why your £85 hyaluronic acid serum is throwing a tantrum against your flaky cheek. Here is the quiet truth the beauty conglomerates rarely lead with: topical miracles can only do so much when your cellular matrix is parched from the inside out. True winter radiance isn't just about what you smear on your face; it is an intimate ritual of deep internal hydration. And no, darling, living off iced oat milk lattes simply does not count as hydration. The Anatomy of Winter Dehydration When the temperature plummets, the air loses its humidity, quite literally vacuuming moisture right out of our lipid barriers. At the same time, we instinctively abandon our ice-water bottles in favou...

Turning 40 is a massive milestone, but it often comes with an unwelcome surprise: stubborn weight gain right around the middle and dull, tired skin.  If the calorie-counting and intense cardio that worked in your 20s are suddenly doing nothing, you aren't imagining it. Your hormonal landscape has shifted. During perimenopause, dropping oestrogen levels cause your body to redistribute fat to your abdomen. Falling oestrogen also triggers a rapid loss of skin collagen—up to 30% in the first few years. To fix this, you must stop fighting your 40s with a 20-year-old’s diet plan.  Here is the exact 3-step formula to reset your metabolism and reclaim your glow. Step 1: Manage Insulin, Stop Counting Calories In your 40s, your body becomes naturally more insulin resistant. When you eat "naked" carbohydrates (like white bread or sweet morning coffees) without a protein or fat, your blood sugar spikes. This forces your body to pump out extra insulin. Because insulin is a fat-...

Ending the year 2025 missing a place I had hoped to call home for me and my family, beautiful Ireland.  It’s been just over 4years since we left but it still calls out to me sometimes. I’m not one to look too much at the past but I created the fondest memories there.  Here’s one video from several I have that I would say triggered my reminiscing.   

Happy New Year guys! Feels like forever since I posted on here. Anyway, I thought to share a song I heard in my childhood that always gave me a sense of reassurance whenever I feel down and alone in the world. I hope you like it. May the blessings of 2018 exceed your expectations. Happy New Year!

Happy new year everyone! It's been so long since I've been here.Hope life has been treating you good. So much has happened since the last time i  blogged. Hopefully i don't bore you with my musings. So, i sneezed the other day and someone said "Bless you" . I usually say it to when other people sneeze around me and i think it's something i picked up from older people around me. But i was just wondering where it all started and what it means. Do you say "bless you" when someone sneezes?  what does it mean to you? What kind of blessings are you pronouncing on that person? Do you frown at people who don't say "bless you"  to you when you sneeze?  Would like to hear your opinions. By Oma Nnabuihe

Sitting in the midst of plenty, Surrounded by diverse bounty, Africa still cries and wails of lack. A land were men and women were royalties, a land of tales of abundance, now rings with weeps of slavery.   Slaves bounded by their own mind sickness,enslaved by their very own ignorance,men,women and children languish in pain , diseases and poverty.   Tis no tale that this same land   Is rich with young men and women with creative minds   Who have travelled far and wide to acquire knowledge, great knowledge capable of healing this cankerworm; Yet the destructive trend continues,to a future with no ray of light in view.   How can the average age of an african president be 60? These are men and women who have lived their lives but its time to live ours.   Truth is they make gross avoidable mistakes without a second thought,and leave you in the world to face the consequences.   Where are the young,capable and creative minds,who have ...