Notes on Life: A Letter from Me to You
Our fears and anxieties are rarely as bad as they seem. Most of the time, the real drama comes from the way we handle them.
Before I sat down to write this, I re-read the last letter I sent you. And wow! it reminded me why documenting life is so beautiful. Journaling isn’t just scribbling on paper; it’s keeping a living archive of your soul. Every page becomes a tiny museum of moments; sweet, some bitter, all valuable.
The past few weeks, I’ve craved journaling more than once, but I’ll be honest, I avoided it. Why? Because I dreaded reading my own words weeks later and realizing I had been fussing over something ridiculously small or worse, discovering I was once a little foolish. But that’s life, isn’t it? We cringe at our old selves, yet those selves are the reason we grow.
How am I? Well, life’s been mixed, but honestly, it’s always been mixed.
The difference now is that I’ve learned boundaries real, healthy boundaries and with them came a level of peace I didn’t know I could have. But peace doesn’t mean life stops testing you. Just a few weeks ago, some drama unfolded around me that forced me to confront how much I had been doubting my own capabilities. But I’m fine now stronger, even.
Last month, I launched my Serenity Box. Remember I told you I was going to test-run before officially launching? Yeah! that didn’t happen. I realized there is no such thing as the perfect moment. I needed funds to start, and they weren’t coming. I was battling the fear of the unknown, convinced no one would be interested.
Then there was Seyi. Poor girl got my full fear-rant in her DMs “What if it fails? What if no one buys?” She responded with encouragement after encouragement, even sending Bible verses to steady my heart. And then, in the middle of my panic, the Holy Spirit dropped an idea into my mind:
“Ask ChatGPT to make an image of the box, use it to promote, and test the market.
Boom. I gave pre-orders a try. And guess what? I sold 15 boxes without having the funds to produce them upfront. Fifteen!
I was reminded again , God is beautiful, and people are incredible. I didn’t just sell products; I experienced the power of community. The books and courses I’ve taken suddenly made sense. Community building is wealth. Now, I even have my own diffuser line under my name. And let me tell you… ownership tastes different. Building for your own vision hits differently than breaking your back for someone else’s. But I get it, sometimes you have to build for another man first to learn how to build for yourself. Every empire has a starting point.
So, thank you. Thank you for encouraging me to document my life one moment at a time. It’s been over three years of writing to you, reading your replies, and realizing how precious this is. You’ve made journaling something I treasure deeply.
Right now, as I close this letter, I’m sitting in a full-blown capitalist environment, tea cup just emptied, about to drink five glasses of water so I won’t feel hungry until 3 p.m. (What? The body must bang!)
Life lately…….
I just finished reading The Unfair Advantage by Ash Ali and Hasan Kubba. Easily one of my favorite reads of 2025 sharp, practical, and perspective-shifting. On my table now is Shifts by Sam Adeyemi. I’ve read it before, but some books deserve to be re-read, because the second time, you see things the first version of you couldn’t.
This week, I am prioritizing peace. I will avoid anything and anyone that tries to rattle my mind. I’m entering a new adventure, and I want to journal it intentionally, not just the big milestones, but moments that make life rich.
Because here’s what I know now: Our fears and anxieties are rarely as bad as they seem. Most of the time, the real drama comes from the way we handle them. So, I’ll write through the mess, laugh at the small worries later, and celebrate the beauty of just living……..
Until next time,
Sending you so much love,
Imisioluwa 🤎