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​YES I know how blest I am.

YES I know what wonderful parents I have,

Two people who make me feel like I have my God on earth with me through them,

Two people who make me believe

That TRUE LOVE EXISTS,

that compassion and love 

Are the most ultimate treasures one can ever receive.

That a house can be built on rocks,

But a home is made with a bonding of hearts,

That not having the same understandings and different thoughts, may result in fights of deep meaning, and may hurt either one, but at the end of it , nothing matters more than being with each other through times of variant phases.
That losing oneself to push the other to discover their  boundaries, is the biggest gain. 

That the rewards of sacrifices will not succumb to pain. 

That having each other, even if miles apart, is knowing that there are these arms that will always always open wide , to hold me close to their heart. 

Oh what joy it is to be blest with the utmost best ?

Ask me, for I know that my home is where my heart will always reside. . .with them.

-Leandra . R.
#feelinggrateful #myfolksmylife #parentsarebae 

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#leeevibes

Thanks for liking my words.

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#16 Her_thoughts 

​Shush now..

There’s too much noise,

In my head

Or is it your voice?


Wait! who are you ?

I asked the space 

around my fingers 

that stared ahead,

greeted with silence yet again,

But somehow 

this time felt like 

I’m home 

peaceful sans  pain. 

-Leandra .R.

#letsthrive 

#newseries

#newart

#newgoals

#newdreams

#newhorizons

#extendedlimits

#greaterjoy

#simplerthoughts

#echoingmyvibration

#justvibe

#leeevibes

Dear Miss 24,

Dear Miss 24,

As frightening as this phase in the unknown is, and let’s not forget the increasing societal pressures of things I’d rather not delve into at the moment,

Take a breath. Stay calm.
Saying aloud that you’ve already grown past two decades, is tough if you make it feel so.

Age is what but just a number that will remind you how much in experience and maturity you have grown. Let it not bother you because it bothers the society around. 

Let’s accept the fact that you are here, right this moment, right where you are planted to grow or to bloom, to sprout or to remain still.
Be still in this moment, Love, for life can be as complicated as you make it. 

Even though you sometimes overthink, know that everything shall pass. Someday you won’t remember what bothered you in the yesters. 

And tomorrow’s worries have never made your day any brighter.
How about you focus on the goals on your checklist?

There’s lots to do, lots to achieve, and such exciting places to be.
It’s not a storm anymore , beloved. 

It’s life. And dont make it a battlefield 

until your sole focus is victory. 

Live life in the now, the present, however tough that may seem.
You don’t have to feel obliged to be good and go out of your way, when you know very well, you still have to learn to say ‘No’, try to figure out how to deal with the negativity that follows your refusals. 

Also note those who turn bitter when you say no , and you know you aren’t wrong to do so, then do not fall prey to fake emotional torments, but stand by yourself, you deserve to make your own decisions, and ought to let go of people who stick by you for want of something that degrades you and your self esteem. If they stick to you regardless, there’s no ulterior motive there, be not afraid to vibe.
Sometimes it’s how you treat yourself that matters more than how anyone around will treat you.
Self love my dear soul, self love will help redeem the scars of the many “I am not enoughs” your mind is filled with.
For now, as you still embark on a journey to inspire, 

to create something with your fire and to grab those goals you’ve always dreamt of, let’s ensure your soul never ever tires.
Your’s always,

Leandra.

Do not tolerate body shaming.

I’m a pear shaped body with a soul that is garden to kindness and happy vibes. But very often I am also a victim of body shaming and (skin ) discrimination. Like people look at me and pity how I look, my body, or my skin, they feel annoyed and make me feel like I’m a disgrace sometimes. Just because I’ve got some undisguised layers of fat or muscle, which in their opinion isn’t the right way I should be. 

Here’s what I have to say to you : 

Someone told me today,

that my curves are what makes me who I am.

And not to pay heed to criticism I face on a day to day basis.
Even though she said the West craves for a body like mine, I somewhere hoped that perhaps if I was in the West , I’d not feel completely alien sometimes.
Body shaming is downright degrading people !
It took me longer to come to terms with what I am and accept myself at that. Self love is tough when your opinions get in the way. It’s a journey that never ends. And I’m on mine. I will not tolerate your blows to bruise my soul.
My worth can never be assessed based on  fake pathetic  beauty standards and catastrophic world benchmarks.
I’m fine being me. Imperfect as you say, flawless as I feel,

tinted on my edges and excited about my dreams.
If you have something kind and good , I’m all ears. 

But again, a non appreciative tongue always bites you back.
Don’t weigh your judgemental opinions over the sensitivity of others. Be human enough to let them live in their own space. 

If you have a problem, change your direction. 

Do not be a “knowitall” giving unwanted advices and harsh criticism when not needed.
If you know me in person, you’ll know for a fact I have a few friends that I feel my vibration with. The lesser, the better. 

I’ll be kind and good to you, so long it is reverted back with the same equilibrium.
If not, my silence is your guest.
So dear everybody being the victims of body shaming, love yourself so highly that the petty sly opinions of people , who probably eat bitter-gourds and venomous snakes the whole day, never mess with your positive vibes. 

Slay your way your day ,belle !
Ciao Adios , I’m done .😉 #leeevibes
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Her love.

Her love was an ocean,

serene, gushing, trembling, rushing, 

Her love was incapable 

of sensing wrong from right,

Her love was uncanny

unconditional, her heart open to uncompensable smites,

Her love was laughter in those drastic storms,

Her love was lusting for understanding deep and warm,

Her love was compassion, endless chances 

to righten wrong ,

Her love was the very poison,

that squelched her  & cornered her into abjection.

And yet, when all failed her,

and she ameliorated from the overwhelming clamor,

Her love sustained & renewed her soul’s armour.

Her love which sought to go directions , all went,

now is seeking ways to make amends,

coming back to what was once empty,

Rustling inside her , like a spring of hustling confetti.

Dear Future Husband #15

 Honey….

Yesterday was a rough day.

I wonder how was yours.

Yesterday I had not many words to fill a blank page, was way too drained and sad . And I wanted something nice to say.

I did hope this #illustration of us that was done yesterday, speaks to you someday.

Hahah! Please don’t mind me looking elsewhere & not at you😉😊…..

I love dancing, mostly ball room, and usually my bro is my perfect partner, but the times he’s not around, I miss dancing, so I avoid parties, maybe one of those possible places fate could help us meet. 

But since I’m gonna be sticking to my chair even when there’s crazy music, I don’t turn up to such parties.

Apart from dancing, my well wisher pointed out that it would be so wonderful to actually meet you someday and realize that you have indeed read all of my letters all along. 

But that’s just wishful thinking or would that be a wonderful possibility?

I know I will meet you love, even if this wait will be months or years, but when we are destined by the Almighty we shall meet.

It scares me you know, this dating thing, because I don’t want to invest in someone who’s not you. 

Because there’s alot at stake. Emotions, feelings, time, understanding, patience, compromise, sacrifices, prayers….. and so on.

I want to invest all that in you. Someday, when we click, and if you ask for my heart, I will gladly give it to you, because by then , I’ll know, you’ll be the key to help me rebuild and become even more of a woman who belongs to herself first.

The pressures of the society or even family, at times , makes me feel weird, will I be forced to choose ? And if I do, will that be you ?

How will I ever know , love ? There are so many doubts, so many fears.

I’ve been raised by such amazing parents who have never once fallen out of love, their love is the very strength that binds our family together.

Will our love be the ship on which we shall proudly sail towards eternities ?

They say the soul knows who it wants ? And since you shall be my soulmate someday, will your soul recognize mine ?

I wonder love. I only can wonder.

I leave my worries about you in the hands of our match maker.

For he knows, who’s heart I can cherish and who can treasure mine.

I hope and pray dearly beloved, that you are having the most amazing time of your life. May you think of me, as I think of you. 

Haven’t met, yet to meet. Isn’t that a beautiful mysterious  fact of our lives ?

I will wait, my love. I don’t urge you or God to let you come soon. I pray that when you turn up, I am ready to accept you and welcome you, from that day on for forever thereafter.

Stay blest. Stay safe for me. 

For He knows our time will be in His time.

Until next letter,

And until God plans our eternity,

Your favorite dancing partner to be,

Your love.

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Dear Future Husband #14

Hey love,

I was chatting with my friend, and she’s like where do I get these words from ? 

Words that I write for you …

Guess what I said ?

Romance hasn’t died in me , even though I’m happily single in the season of waiting . But it might just get over, since I’m pouring it all over here, so probably when you do turn up, my quota of romance might need some serious restocking. 😉

On a good note, I’m being formal I know, but it sounds crazier this way, haughty english style, I’ve been thinking. 

And me & thinking get along too damn well, and  totally out of proportion. 

When we do fall for each other, and we keep falling every day, more and more in love, I will be there to hold you, your hand, and squeeze it in reassurance when you need a boost if confidence. Love, I do not want to be your weakness, but if I am, then I’ll be honoured, but I will be proud to be your strength, and I hope we learn to be this rock of strength for each other.

I don’t see love just like strolling down the beach, getting all steamy and flirty and teasing and being totally love sick, but I see us being able to talk to each other, without the need to look at our phones every minute we are together, without the need of trying to hunt for topics to get rid of awkward silences, without the need of trying so hard to explain so either of us would understand, I see us smiling in comfortable silence, not needing too many words to understand , and respecting each other’s presence.

I know that relationships need work, and it’s not always a dream that would weave a web of magic in reality . We shall face all sorts of situations, where we might need to take decisions that might not sit well with either of us, I might be for it but you might not be and so on. 

But I want you to know , I will hold no grudge. I do not want regrets, but I will not stop you from chasing your dreams or building them, I will help you and encourage you and pray with you. But if it is something wrong for you, I will speak my mind aloud and let you know why.

I will expect the same from you love, correct me when I’m wrong. 

As much as a passion filled romance is thrilling and lovely, I know we will have ours too. But I would want ours to be such that would make some sigh and bless us, and not want to puke and tell us to stop.

You might even get a few letters from me, time and again once we do be with each other, but I assure you , I’m not gonna be the one to bombard my feed and yours with stories of Tom, Dick and Harry that spy on every moment of our life.

Here’s a scene I imagine, because I do see it happen to my parents quite often, they are still very possessive about each other, so there’s like a party we attend, and we are ignorant of the vibes we each give away. You trying to signal that I’m yours and me trying to ward off the attention you get by staking my claim , grabbing your hand, or even gnawing at it. 

Hahaha… It will be funny. Don’t you think ?

I will be a wee bit possessive of you and there will be times I might face jealousy, but I want you to know, that it will not be to cause you irritation, but to only try to soothe my endangered heart. Whilst I hope you will make me believe that we belong, like we are a match made in heaven, I would love to feel all that a journey with you will bring our way.

And from jealousy, to clashing thoughts, to decisions we dont agree together on, may we someday learn to love in our individual spirits to respect the space of each other, and accept at heart that no matter how different we may think or believe, we will live in harmony of our differences and imperfections.

Much love my dearest.

I pray My God takes good care of you,

Until He decides it’s  time for us to meet,

Your future rambling bride.

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