A Message To My Followers

Today I’d like to take a moment to thank all my 200+ followers! I appreciate every single person following this blog. Even knowing that this blog helps/inspires at least one person makes me happier than anyone could ever imagine.

As I prepare for school, I’d just like to inform you all that I’ll be taking a break. Not only is the school term fast approaching, but I am in desperate need of inspiration. In order to obtain it, I must clear my mind. Hopefully when I return you’ll be seeing more interesting/ inspired content from me.

Once again, thank you all for following me. This blog means a lot to me, and I am glad that I get to share this experiences with you.

A New Chapter In Life

School for me has been a bittersweet experience. On one hand, I’ve made wonderful memories there. On the other hand, I couldn’t wait to leave. Now here I am, once again, ready to embark on a new journey in my professional/ educational life.

I’m going to university.

Now to most, that doesn’t mean much. But to me, it means stepping out into the world again after a long period of pain, illness and agony.

In so many ways I’m grateful. Then there’s all this doubt and uncertainty from not having a clue how I, in my current state, will be able to keep up. There is a voice in my head that asks, what if you fail? What if nothing comes of this?

Over the years, I’ve gotten so used to thinking that I have to rely on myself; that I must be in control at all times. Now, even when I know better, it seems only the worst case scenario comes to my mind – I’m going to fail. Having dealt with these kind of thoughts for many good years, I’ve long come to the conclusion that they are simply not helpful in any way. If anything, they set you up for failure.

Now I’ve decided it – anything that happens, happens. I am not in control, nor am I alone in my fight. If all else fails, my faith will carry me through. All that I have to do is to what I must, and do it to the best of my ability. Gone are the days I beat myself for not being the best of the best or for not “proving myself worthy.”

Now I call death to the old me, the me who sought to find happiness in physical perfection and academic success, only to find that in doing so, life had become a vapid experience. Rather I welcome the joy I find in my relationship with Christ and vow to carry it with me wherever I go, never allowing people, illness or academics to define me, but rather doing what He has called me to do to the best of my ability.

As this chapter of my life, I must confess that I have many hopes and many fears. But I’ve seen it happen one too many times in my life to ignore it. Whenever I kept my faith, I saw miracles happen. Whatever life throws my way, this is the hope I cling to. I may be ill, and I may have no clue what I’m really doing, but  what I do know is that my faith has always kept me going.

For anyone else struggling or hurting in any way, my message here is simple: just have faith. That is all you’ll ever need to do to make it through this life.


@dainellewrites

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Faith & Fiction – Books, Writing & Inspiration

After going on a long hunt for a good book to read, I’ve finally decided to give Christian fiction a go. I thought in my mind, at least, I could enjoy a good book without the guilt – no erotic material, no excessive cussing, nothing.

Fortunately, in reading my first Christian fiction book, I did find that all those things were absent – but sadly, it didn’t take too long for another disappointing realization to hit: faith and fiction don’t always mix well.

Now personally as a writer, my faith influences most, if not all of what I write. It’s hardly even a choice for me. It simply comes naturally. In fact, most of what I write could very well be classified as Christian fiction. What is truly alarming to me is that there are some Christian-themed works that could very well be classed as heretical, and I myself become so confused even reading them.

That aside, my current project Daydreams & Disguises is a Christian/ inspirational fiction novel in and of itself, (no shameless promotion here – really) so I have nothing against the genre. In fact, my issues with it are usually a product of my own poor judgement and book selection skills. I started writing because I wanted to inspire others, and my faith has always been instrumental in this. Naturally I am drawn to books that incorporate these elements, though admittedly, I’ve yet to find any of the sort.

Nonetheless, I am still hopeful that I will find something in this genre that I can enjoy.


Currently reading:

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Beyond my reading troubles, I’ve found that being this kind of writer comes with a big burden – finding somewhere you belong. Now as a Christian/ inspirational writer, I know I know there is nothing unique about me.

What I do know is how frustrating it can be to figure out where exactly you fall into the world of literature. Often times I feel there is a pressure to just do what every other writer does, only injecting my faith into my work from time to time if I so desire. Unfortunately for me, that just does not work.

Now I don’t consider my work to be targeted towards Christians only. I consider my work to be for anyone willing to read it. But in the world of literature, to make this kind of work fit seems almost impossible.

These days, I’ve decided to just let go and write – regardless of what my prospects are. Call me stubborn, but I’d rather stay true to my message than give into the pressure. I can’t tell you that this has been easy for me. All I can say is that it has been incredibly liberating, and I would not have it any other way.



 

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God’s Love – An Original Poem/ Hymn

In the darkest night

I am not alone

In a lonely crowd

Lord Your love is home

 

Oh what do I have to fear

when my God is near?

What could separate me from His love?

 

Oh Lord You are my everything

Oh Lord my all to You I bring

 

Oh fill me up, make me new

Less of me, more of you

 

Lord all I want to do

is all you called me to  do

 

Oh what do I have to fear

when my God is near

Oh what could separate me from His love?

The Mystery Blogger Award

Recently I was nominated for The Mystery Blogger Award by a faithful reader of mine, WelcomeToRealti. She has been supporting me since the beginning and I am ever so grateful. I thank her for nominating me for this award.

So, what is the Mystery Blogger Award?
As defined by the creator of this award, the Mystery Blogger Award is “an award for amazing bloggers with ingenious posts.” Now who could ask for a better compliment?

(Special thanks to Okoto Enigma for creating this lovely award!)

RULES

  1. Put the award logo/image on your blog
  2. List the rules.
  3. Thank whoever nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  4. Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well
  5. Tell your readers 3 things about yourself
  6. You have to nominate 10 – 20 people
  7. Notify your nominees by commenting on their blog
  8. Ask your nominees any 5 questions of your choice; with one weird or funny question (specify)
  9. Share a link to your best post(s)

 

3 Facts About Me

  1. I am a blogger (obviously) and a fiction writer. Writing allows me to express myself freely and personally, I like to mix fiction with a little truth.
  2. I am an art lover. I sometimes have eccentric taste.
  3. I am a Bible-believing Christian. As I continue on my spiritual journey, I hope to grow more in faith.

 

My Answers (Questions By Welcometorealiti)

1. Who inspires you the most to keep doing what you do?

This probably isn’t the most conventional answer, but God inspires me to keep on writing. If not for Him, I wouldn’t have been able to make it this far. Through my writing, I’d like to tell the world of His love, whether directly or indirectly. With this goal in mind, I am able to remain focused and inspired.

2. What is your biggest regret?

My biggest regret is being too critical of myself in my early teens.

3. What do you want your blog to represent to you and to others?

I want my blog to represent hope, both to myself and to others.

4. What are you most proud of so far in your life?

I wouldn’t necessarily call it being proud, but I am happy that I was able to overcome my agoraphobia.

5. What’s your favorite word?

Ethereal. I guess.

My Questions for Nominees

1.When did you first start blogging?

2. What do you blog about?

3. What do you like to do in your free time?

4. If there was one thing that you could change about your life, what would it be?

5. What’s your favourite body part? (weird question, as requested by award creator)

My Nominees

IndieSongLyrics

Moiline

Her Unusual Journey

Picnic With Ants

Rekha Sahay

Girl From Ghana

Writer Lady

Chasing Kites In Neverland

Jeanette

Youtopia

My Best Posts (Views/ Likes)

Dear Someone

A Life Of Purpose

Life Is A Journey – Therapeutic Travel

 

The Power Of TV

As someone who grew up on horror movies, I have come to the conclusion that, as much as we wish it wasn’t so, not everything on tv is good for our minds. Even as an eighteen year old, I can assure you that if I switched on horror movie right now, I’d be having nightmares tonight.

The fact that watching the television actually has the ability to alter the mind should make this a little less surprising. Still, if we really cared about our brains, this should be at least little alarming to us, yet most of us are willing to watch just about anything as long as it entertains us.

Now I just want you to stop and think about this for a moment. There is so much power behind the concept of television that it’s almost scary to think about it, but what’s even more interesting is the fact that the real power is in our hands.

Now here’s the other thing. The people behind these movies and shows know the power they hold. They know what we like, and sure enough, they’re going to use it to their own gain, regardless of whether what is being shown is really good for our mental health or not. The good thing is, we are the ones who have the choice.

As someone who no longer watches horror movies, I can honestly say it’s a relief that I can actually go to bed at night and not worry about some lady coming to get me. Silly as it may sound, I’ve never been happier.

If you find that the things you’re watching have started to have a negative impact on your mind, it’s a sign that it’s high time you switched the channel. Today, I challenge you to make that change. Trust me. A few minutes of entertainment is not worth your sanity.


xx @dainellewrites

My Kpop Divorce

As a young teenager, the only kind of music I allowed myself to listen to was rock/metal. I loved these genres for the simple fact that no other could accurately express what it was really like to be an angry teen who didn’t quite fit with the rest. This was quite a stretch from what I listened to previously – mainstream pop.

Years later, being in a much better state of mind, I returned to my old habit of listening to poppy tunes, only this time, those with a different flavour. Not too long ago, I started listening to kpop. Kpop in and of itself wasn’t so foreign to me as I, as a young girl, had listened occasionally listened to some songs from well-known girl groups. As I reconnected with my happier self, I began to explore this pop world a little more, and discovered one particular boy band, one which quickly worked its way into my heart.

The icing on the cake for me was the fact that as charismatic as the members were in front of a camera, behind the scenes, they were just as quirky as I was. But as I continued watching their videos and listening to their songs, I started to feel something wasn’t right.

So as much as felt entertained by these people, our hearts were not in the same place. Their songs, good looks and charisma were enough to give me a kind of high, but at the end of the day, it was about what I wanted in life. I wanted to live a meaningful life, yet all I was filling my head with was distraction. As I allowed myself to get sucked in this superficial kind of world, consequentially, I too became a little superficial myself.

The deal breaker for me was watching a video with very strange imagery and realizing that even though the masses had no idea what it meant, they loved it. Why is this such a bad thing? Because even though one would normally question something so eerie and suggestive of something of a darker nature, all they could see was a pretty face. Even I, though usually weary of these things, would ignore what I couldn’t understand for the sake of being entertained.

Nowadays, I choose to live life a little more authentically; a life without distraction. Listening to music that actually reflects my faith and who I am, I feel a little more sober-minded and at peace. Whilst I do think there are talented people in the kpop industry, I hate to think that I would have to continually feed my mind things that contradicted all the things I stood for to enjoy it, even only for the sake of seeing a pretty face. Surely a person is worth more than that.


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Positive, Realistic Thinking (Personal Growth Challenge)

In order to think positively, some people like to live in oblivion, ignoring all the bad things and focusing only on the good. On the flip side, there are people who like to dwell on the bad. Either way, both stances are understandable. After all, we’re all just trying to live here.

But what if there was another way? The good news is, there is.

As we embrace positive thinking, we should never allow ourselves to become oblivious. Thankfully, life isn’t so black and white, and so it is possible for us to maintain awareness whilst exercising this kind of thinking. In other words:

“Don’t be a doubter. Don’t be your own fortuneteller. You have no idea what the future holds. All you have to do is try to do your best.”

These are, theoretically, very positive words, but in order to tap into their power, you’re going to have to take action. In other words, you’re going to have to change your mindset.

“I am going to win. I am going to succeed.”

These words accurately reflect what I mean when I warn you not to be a fortuneteller. They often times set you up for disappointment. Now look at this statement.

“I am going to fail. I am going to be unsuccessful.”

These statements, though completely opposite, serve the same purpose. Both are trying to predict the future. The only thing we can do is try and hope. In the end, both of these statements are meaningless and potentially harmful to us.

Perhaps, the best way then is to look at it is this way.

“Even it I fail, at least I will learn something.” 

Today, I challenge you to find that middle ground.


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Be The Light – A Short Story

“It’s kind of funny how this life works,” Alissa smiled. “All the good news gets lost in the noise.”

The news was the same as always; rumours of war, a tragic death, and what all the celebrities were wearing that week. There was a strange kind of divide in interest, the younger people being more enthralled by the glamorous lives of the famous, and the older, in the politics.

“I’m not too sure there’s such a thing as good news these days,” answered Ron.

“Or maybe people just don’t care to hear it.” Alissa spoke with a guilty conscience, as she, for one, fell into that bracket. To her, finding good in this world was like finding hidden treasure.

Growing up, she was taught that youth was a time for having fun, never worry or have a serious thought. Now only at twenty one, it was hard to ignore the reality. Life wasn’t all rainbows and sunshine.

After heading out for word, her awareness of all the pain and suffering present in her world disillusioned her. As she walked, she witnessed an emaciated man stretching his hand towards passersby, only to be rudely dismissed by each and every one. As she approached him, she reached in her pocket to see if she had anything to spare, only to find that someone else was already two steps ahead of her. Generously, the man gave him enough to buy a large meal and a drink.

He smiled at him. “God bless you,” he repeated, showing his utmost gratitude.

It was nothing unusual for her to see. She herself often gave to those who were in need. This time, however, it fascinated her to think that even after all the rejection the old man had experienced, a simple act of kindness, though small, had brought him so much happiness.

She decided in that very moment that she would not let her awareness cause her to despair. Surely, she knew of all the darkness that existed in her world, but without ever having to open his mouth, this gentle character spoke to her, and the message was clear.  “Be the light.”