THE LION NEVER LACKS SLEEP DUE TO THE OPINION OF THE SHEEP

In instances more than one, actually in almost every instance of something I’ve wanted to do, there has always been people who tell me that it’s quite tough and that if I fail, I should know they are there for me. Before even I commence on the task, someone already had seen me fail. I always refer to the words of Steve Jobs, ‘Don’t let the noise of others opinions drown the sound of your inner voice’ before and during an expedition be it in fashion, modelling, at the work place, at home, everywhere an opportunity presents itself.

I remember my high school days just before sitting for my finals, we were to select the Universities we saw ourselves getting entry into if we made it to the pass mark. One of the teacher’s I went to consult literally turned me down at every corner, discouraging me because she didn’t see me as University material. At Form One, I remember my Geography teacher walking in and drawing the 6 stick figures, telling me that all I would do after high school was have children out in the streets.

I remember, borrowing shoes for my catwalk as mine had ripped and the heel fallen off and the other ladies looking at me like I was a pauper, I remember lying in bed just a week before the final Miss University competition and one of the contestants asking me to not do it as I was too sick and had added weight due to treatment steroids for the S.L.E.

I remember walking into Aga Khan Hospital for a brain MRI and the doctor’s horrid face when he looked at the results of a swollen pituitary gland which showed I may just have a tumor, I remember crying into my pillow every night for God to take my physical pain away.

BUT THEN,

I also remember chanting one of my Mantra’s, “He was wounded for our afflictions and by his stripes we are healed”, I remember telling myself that I wouldn’t cry anymore because of my health and asked God for his will to be done. I remember winning almost every pageant I participated in despite everything. I remember Graduating from among Kenya’s top private universities, among top of my class. I also remember I don’t have six street children to fend for and feed.

I so much remember my victories each and every one of them in detail and thank God each day. I remember that I don’t need anybody to tell me who I am or what I am because I am who and what I am. I remember that for my victor stories to begin, I had to let go of my victim stories. I also remember deciding never to let the opinion of the sheep ever make me lack sleep for I am a Lion.