MCO; Marching into a Conscience Orthodox
A month of dismay and heartbreaking-news; of uncertainties, self-discipline, self-conscience, serving-others and striving-to-keep-each-day-going.
To hear and read about how the World’s spinning out there, and to see the limited reported news and individual partly-uncensored tweets have impressed tonnes of emotions onto her.
Unwillingly followed by an unwavering sense of helplessness and prayers in the night, and triumphed by rays of hope, though dimmed, in the morning.
Replaying the thoughts and feelings of thankfulness and gratefulness - to be still breathing with all others around her, she garnered particles of positivity and start each day afresh. Doing what work is calling, answering responsibilities, and completing needs to be done. Because perhaps to be deeply thankful for all that she’s got during this time is to treasure them and utilise them to the fullest.
Recent self-observation by placing herself amongst the hundreds around her had unexpectedly dimmed the very little lights of motivation within her, until a deeper self-reflection solely within herself surged.
To realise and be proud of the little successes she’s attained in those weeks and to learn to jot them down in her head as consoling reminders when the time calls.
And now, ending this post with deeper prayers for all of you out there.
Signing off.
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