Deprecated: Function get_magic_quotes_gpc() is deprecated in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/load.php on line 651

Notice: Trying to access array offset on value of type bool in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/theme.php on line 2241

Deprecated: Function get_magic_quotes_gpc() is deprecated in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/formatting.php on line 4387

Deprecated: Function get_magic_quotes_gpc() is deprecated in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/formatting.php on line 4387

Deprecated: Function get_magic_quotes_gpc() is deprecated in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/formatting.php on line 4387

Deprecated: Function get_magic_quotes_gpc() is deprecated in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/formatting.php on line 4387

Deprecated: Function get_magic_quotes_gpc() is deprecated in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/formatting.php on line 4387

Deprecated: Function get_magic_quotes_gpc() is deprecated in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/formatting.php on line 2448

Deprecated: Function get_magic_quotes_gpc() is deprecated in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/formatting.php on line 4387

Warning: Cannot modify header information - headers already sent by (output started at /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/load.php:651) in /home2/rachaels/public_html/wp-includes/feed-rss2.php on line 8
Euphoria – Rachael Sade's Blog http://rachaelsade.com Let's talk love and then some. Sat, 12 Aug 2023 13:50:24 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=4.9.25 http://rachaelsade.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/cropped-logo-preview-74e78968-861e-4a6c-88a2-8ecdd810a01f-1-4-32x32.jpg Euphoria – Rachael Sade's Blog http://rachaelsade.com 32 32 The End of One Love is The Beginning of Another http://rachaelsade.com/the-end-of-one-love-is-the-beginning-of-another/ http://rachaelsade.com/the-end-of-one-love-is-the-beginning-of-another/#respond Wed, 28 Aug 2019 04:00:28 +0000 http://rachaelsade.com/?p=1772 I saw a celebratory dance move a friend posted on his social media status and he captioned it “after a serious heartbreak that left me introverted for 2 months”. I responded with a laughing emoji knowing he was well over it. But it made me think or all those love we’ve had that ended. How did we survive them? Well, the end of one love is the beginning of another. When love dies, another love grows. This line of thought made me ponder the age-old question, what is love? And for the first time in my introspective journey, I arrived at an unusual answer, love is a person. I was so fascinated with this answer I decided to ruminate further. Love is a Person My first inclination was to look at this from a biblical perspective. The holy book states that God is love, meaning He personifies what love is, patience, kindness, long-suffering, tenderness, trust, and hope. And if humans are created in the image of God, then surely, we possess these characteristics too. This is a reasonable conclusion, but I wanted a more expansive point of view. Why is love a person? Love is a person because our ability to love is boundless and only limited by our discretion. We can love even when love seem impossible. Even the most broken heart can be mended with the touch of unfeigned love from another person. We are not imprisoned by heartbreak or past relationships because we can find another to exchange love with. It’s quite fascinating how of all the billions of people in the world, we can choose just one person with whom we decide to share who we are, our heart, soul, and body. More so, we have the ability to be faithful to that one person because love is faithful. We exercise patience with that person, because we want to. They get away with things others would not, and we pamper and cherish them. We can be with anyone in the world, but we chose this one person because we love them. And if they cease to be our love or if they take us for granted, we are not left hopeless or in an abyss, because there is another love just waiting around the corner to embrace us. Hey Lover My lover said to me, promise you’ll never leave me and I replied, I promise I will not. And looking into his eyes I could see he had so much love to give. After our past experiences, you’d think we’d become bitter, cynical, and afraid to give love a chance again. But there is no fear in love and we are love. Undaunted by the hate they gave, we moved on to something true and real. It takes true love to get over fake love. Isn’t it comforting to know that there are billions of love in the world to choose from? When one love hurts us or walks away, another will pick us up and restore us to wholeness. We can love another with equal or even more fervency than the previous, because we are love.

The post The End of One Love is The Beginning of Another appeared first on Rachael Sade's Blog.

]]>
I saw a celebratory dance move a friend posted on his social media status and he captioned it “after a serious heartbreak that left me introverted for 2 months”. I responded with a laughing emoji knowing he was well over it. But it made me think or all those love we’ve had that ended. How did we survive them? Well, the end of one love is the beginning of another. When love dies, another love grows.

This line of thought made me ponder the age-old question, what is love? And for the first time in my introspective journey, I arrived at an unusual answer, love is a person. I was so fascinated with this answer I decided to ruminate further.

Love is a Person
My first inclination was to look at this from a biblical perspective. The holy book states that God is love, meaning He personifies what love is, patience, kindness, long-suffering, tenderness, trust, and hope. And if humans are created in the image of God, then surely, we possess these characteristics too. This is a reasonable conclusion, but I wanted a more expansive point of view. Why is love a person?

Love is a person because our ability to love is boundless and only limited by our discretion. We can love even when love seem impossible. Even the most broken heart can be mended with the touch of unfeigned love from another person. We are not imprisoned by heartbreak or past relationships because we can find another to exchange love with.

It’s quite fascinating how of all the billions of people in the world, we can choose just one person with whom we decide to share who we are, our heart, soul, and body. More so, we have the ability to be faithful to that one person because love is faithful. We exercise patience with that person, because we want to. They get away with things others would not, and we pamper and cherish them. We can be with anyone in the world, but we chose this one person because we love them. And if they cease to be our love or if they take us for granted, we are not left hopeless or in an abyss, because there is another love just waiting around the corner to embrace us.

Hey Lover
My lover said to me, promise you’ll never leave me and I replied, I promise I will not. And looking into his eyes I could see he had so much love to give. After our past experiences, you’d think we’d become bitter, cynical, and afraid to give love a chance again. But there is no fear in love and we are love. Undaunted by the hate they gave, we moved on to something true and real.

It takes true love to get over fake love. Isn’t it comforting to know that there are billions of love in the world to choose from? When one love hurts us or walks away, another will pick us up and restore us to wholeness. We can love another with equal or even more fervency than the previous, because we are love.

The post The End of One Love is The Beginning of Another appeared first on Rachael Sade's Blog.

]]>
http://rachaelsade.com/the-end-of-one-love-is-the-beginning-of-another/feed/ 0
Dear Future Husband: You Just Haven’t Met Me Yet http://rachaelsade.com/dear-future-husband-you-just-havent-met-me-yet/ http://rachaelsade.com/dear-future-husband-you-just-havent-met-me-yet/#respond Fri, 17 May 2019 19:21:00 +0000 http://rachaelsade.com/?p=1758 Dear Future Husband, I once read in a book that the people we meet at the wrong time are actually the wrong people and the right people are timeless. Looking back on all the people I have met, I realized I just haven’t met you yet. But I am so looking forward to the day when we’ll meet. I wonder if ours will be an instant attraction or a love at first sight as they call it. There are so many questions I want to ask you. Do you believe in fate? Do you believe if two people are destined for each other they will be together come what may? Are you a coffee or tea drinker? There are so many things I want to say to you (but don’t even know where to start), like how there’s a part of me that wishes you were already here and how the other half is living undaunted and loving life as a single woman with many admirers. But it does get tiring some days, and on those lone days I really want just that one person who’s undividedly mine. That happens more frequently nowadays, and it makes me wonder where you are. Are you thinking of me too? I want you to know how I gush and coo over my friends’ babies but I’m so uncertain I’m ready to have mine. Raising a child is a lot of responsibility you know. So, while I can wait to have your baby. The little one will be crazily loved when he arrives. Not that I mind a she. But I have always had the desire to give birth to a male, so I can show the world how to raise a man. It’s an ambitious dream of mine. There are so many things I want to know about you. What is your vision for your life? What are your values and beliefs? What drives you crazy? What are your dreams? I know they are similar to mine or we wouldn’t be soulmates, but I long to hear you say them, to reaffirm to me why you are the one. You are a part of my dreams. I wake up some mornings praying to God for that man who was made solely for me. To be your wife, partner and lover will be one of my life’s greatest purpose achieved. And I acknowledge this not only because I’m a romantic but because I know I was born to be your wife. If you ever get to read this, I hope you’re as eager to be joined with me as I am you. From the wishful me to the searching you, wherever you are, whenever it is, I know you are longing to meet me as much as I want to be met by you. You just haven’t met me yet.

The post Dear Future Husband: You Just Haven’t Met Me Yet appeared first on Rachael Sade's Blog.

]]>
Dear Future Husband,

I once read in a book that the people we meet at the wrong time are actually the wrong people and the right people are timeless. Looking back on all the people I have met, I realized I just haven’t met you yet. But I am so looking forward to the day when we’ll meet. I wonder if ours will be an instant attraction or a love at first sight as they call it. There are so many questions I want to ask you. Do you believe in fate? Do you believe if two people are destined for each other they will be together come what may? Are you a coffee or tea drinker?

There are so many things I want to say to you (but don’t even know where to start), like how there’s a part of me that wishes you were already here and how the other half is living undaunted and loving life as a single woman with many admirers. But it does get tiring some days, and on those lone days I really want just that one person who’s undividedly mine. That happens more frequently nowadays, and it makes me wonder where you are. Are you thinking of me too?

I want you to know how I gush and coo over my friends’ babies but I’m so uncertain I’m ready to have mine. Raising a child is a lot of responsibility you know. So, while I can wait to have your baby. The little one will be crazily loved when he arrives. Not that I mind a she. But I have always had the desire to give birth to a male, so I can show the world how to raise a man. It’s an ambitious dream of mine.

There are so many things I want to know about you. What is your vision for your life? What are your values and beliefs? What drives you crazy? What are your dreams? I know they are similar to mine or we wouldn’t be soulmates, but I long to hear you say them, to reaffirm to me why you are the one. You are a part of my dreams. I wake up some mornings praying to God for that man who was made solely for me. To be your wife, partner and lover will be one of my life’s greatest purpose achieved. And I acknowledge this not only because I’m a romantic but because I know I was born to be your wife.

If you ever get to read this, I hope you’re as eager to be joined with me as I am you. From the wishful me to the searching you, wherever you are, whenever it is, I know you are longing to meet me as much as I want to be met by you.

You just haven’t met me yet.

The post Dear Future Husband: You Just Haven’t Met Me Yet appeared first on Rachael Sade's Blog.

]]>
http://rachaelsade.com/dear-future-husband-you-just-havent-met-me-yet/feed/ 0
It’s That Time of the Year http://rachaelsade.com/its-that-time-of-the-year/ http://rachaelsade.com/its-that-time-of-the-year/#comments Sat, 29 Dec 2018 14:45:02 +0000 http://rachaelsade.com/?p=1633 It’s that time of the year again, when leaves fall and day quickly turns into night. When we don our hats and coats in anticipation of the frosty winter air. No season reminds one of loneliness or love like the holiday season. That’s the curse and beauty of it. It’s that time of the year again, when driven by the evenning chills we long to cuddle in the arms of the one who gives us warmth, and let the reassuring heat of their soothing presence send the harsh wintry cold away. It’s that time of the year again when we long to love and be loved. When we gosh and blush over every little article that arouses our sentiments; gifts, cute puppies, loving couples, ectera. There’s something about the season that makes one sentimental, as though the frigid air is infused with hearwarming enzymes. It’s the most magical time of the year when we are reminded of what makes life worthwhile, to love and to receive love in return. So in this glorious season, let us love till the burning fervor of our love drives the bitter chills away.

The post It’s That Time of the Year appeared first on Rachael Sade's Blog.

]]>
It’s that time of the year again, when leaves fall and day quickly turns into night. When we don our hats and coats in anticipation of the frosty winter air. No season reminds one of loneliness or love like the holiday season. That’s the curse and beauty of it.

It’s that time of the year again, when driven by the evenning chills we long to cuddle in the arms of the one who gives us warmth, and let the reassuring heat of their soothing presence send the harsh wintry cold away.

It’s that time of the year again when we long to love and be loved. When we gosh and blush over every little article that arouses our sentiments; gifts, cute puppies, loving couples, ectera. There’s something about the season that makes one sentimental, as though the frigid air is infused with hearwarming enzymes.

It’s the most magical time of the year when we are reminded of what makes life worthwhile, to love and to receive love in return. So in this glorious season, let us love till the burning fervor of our love drives the bitter chills away.

The post It’s That Time of the Year appeared first on Rachael Sade's Blog.

]]>
http://rachaelsade.com/its-that-time-of-the-year/feed/ 1
What You Gonna Give for Valentine? http://rachaelsade.com/gonna-give-valentine/ http://rachaelsade.com/gonna-give-valentine/#comments Sat, 11 Feb 2017 14:27:38 +0000 http://rachaelsade.com/?p=672 On my usual train ride back home from lectures two nights ago, I reflected on the events of the week. I was seated at my favorite spot near a window, so it was easy for my mind to wander peacefully. I love looking into the pitch black tunnel. Some times, quick flashes of light streaks across my vision as the train quickly advances through the tunnel. Looking out the lexan window makes me feel I’m all alone in a world of my own, my cocoon. I momentarily forget about the other commuters sojourning to their various destinations. I plug in my earpiece to my favorite afrobeats and let the sound take me away. It’s about to be another Valentine, I mused. I remembered my International Relations professor saying earlier that some of us will be exchanging flowers this Valentine and to keep in mind that most of those flowers Americans give are from Kenya. I also recalled how co-workers had spoken about what gifts their significant other may or may not totally fall in love with, as they made purchasing decisions. I recollected also a curious chat I had with a stranger earlier in the week. For those who have been following my blog for a while, you probably know by now how much I love having conversations. Not just any conversation, but meaningful and hopefully intellectual ones. I am always up for a good dialogue if I have nothing more stimulating to give attention to. The stranger, who had stumbled upon one of my relationships blog posts and had then sent me a friend request on Facebook, narrated his sad love story to me. But this was what I surmised from his narrative, he was sad, but even more so because the relationship had ended just before Valentine’s.  I suspected he is a romantic like me, so I envisaged how dispirited he must be that the love affair had dissolved in such a lovey dovey season as this. He spoke of how last year they had both decided to forgo the conventional gifts of chocolate and roses for a gift they had both really wanted. I would not go into details about what the gift was or how the romance was terminated. But these things I pondered as I sat there on the train, the silky voice of Kiss Daniel singing into my ears,  girl cherish you, I stand for you…… talk to me o mama…..all I seek I find it in you.  I kept thinking about gifts. Those of us in a relationship are contemplating on that special package for that special someone. Valentine is probably the only time some justify the buying of presents for their significant other, so make it count. But I personally rather love the “just because it’s Friday” kind of gift. If you have seen the film Juwanna Mann, then you know what I am referring to. I am a romantic, so I pay attention to these cute little details in movies. I believe gifts should not be exchanged on valentine’s day or on holidays or special occasions only. Some times, we put too much emphasis on the money, we miss the intangible value of appreciating a person and being appreciated in return. A simple hair pin could mean more to her than the latest iPhone. It’s not about the gift, but rather the giver. A soft peck from a loved one could mean more than a deep french kiss from anyone. At the end of the day, the best gift you could give someone is yourself and no monetary value can be placed on that. We estimate the worth of celebrities in economical terms, this person is worth this amount of money, that person’s market price is such and such.  But really no amount of fiscal cost can truly estimate the value of a life. I once watched a Korean drama in which a wise little girl was asked, “what is the worth of a king?” The little girl answered “a penny”.  The elders were aghast, how could a whole king be worth but a penny.  The little girl answered, “to peasants who have very little, a penny means the world. They work so hard to earn the penny, they treasure the penny, and are disheartened if they should lose a penny. This is exactly how precious the king is to his subjects.” The king smiled at the girl’s answer and so did the elders, after perceiving the wisdom with which she spoke. This reminded me of the scripture in which Jesus said the widow who gave her mite gave more than all the rich givers who gave their thousands, because she had given all she had. So I wondered, is all we have too much to give to the person we profess we love? Depending on the answer to that question, we may want to reconsider our relationships. Valentine is the season of exchanging goodies, it’s a great opportunity to be able to show in a token what the other person truly means to you. The gift itself no matter how expensive could not entirely capture the essence of what they represent to you, but it serves as a symbol. Having  someone to bestow a gift on or to obtain a gift from is a precious token itself. Some people will not be receiving flowers or chocolates, and I hope those of us who do not yet have a lover would go out there and do something or buy something we truly desire because we more than deserve it. We have the gift of life and that is priceless! But to those of us who have a crush,  a lover,  a spouse,  a special friend, a significant other and so on, keep in mind that the best gift you could give is your life and that entails your heart, your body, your time, your presence, your mind and most definitely your money! It is a combination of all of these things whenever they are needed. Do not keep telling the other person “you have my heart”, when you’re not physically present when they need you. You have my heart has become such a cliche for most of us. “I love you”, Don’t tell him, show him! How about this Valentine we forget about the gifts that money can buy and think of something novel that you cannot place a price on? The parcels and the wrappers and boxes and ribbons and cards are all very wonderful, so are the chocolates and the roses. But the intangibles, even more so! Some gifts will be bought out of of obligation,  some out of sincerity,  some just because it’s Valentine’s, some for all reasons imaginable. So how about the  gift of time?  How about the gift of a very good heart to heart? No cell phones, no social media,  no TVs,  no electronics, just the two of you together. These gadgets are turning us into mere robots, fraught with mechanical feelings. If you cannot be with each other without your hands itching or reaching for your phone each minute, then you really should reevaluate your relationship. So during this Valentine season, don’t just buy gifts, assess your relationships, set goals, engage, talk, laugh, smile, hold hands, play, do whatever, do stuff. Can you do that with your significant other? I certainly hope so.

The post What You Gonna Give for Valentine? appeared first on Rachael Sade's Blog.

]]>
On my usual train ride back home from lectures two nights ago, I reflected on the events of the week. I was seated at my favorite spot near a window, so it was easy for my mind to wander peacefully. I love looking into the pitch black tunnel. Some times, quick flashes of light streaks across my vision as the train quickly advances through the tunnel. Looking out the lexan window makes me feel I’m all alone in a world of my own, my cocoon. I momentarily forget about the other commuters sojourning to their various destinations. I plug in my earpiece to my favorite afrobeats and let the sound take me away. It’s about to be another Valentine, I mused. I remembered my International Relations professor saying earlier that some of us will be exchanging flowers this Valentine and to keep in mind that most of those flowers Americans give are from Kenya. I also recalled how co-workers had spoken about what gifts their significant other may or may not totally fall in love with, as they made purchasing decisions. I recollected also a curious chat I had with a stranger earlier in the week. For those who have been following my blog for a while, you probably know by now how much I love having conversations. Not just any conversation, but meaningful and hopefully intellectual ones. I am always up for a good dialogue if I have nothing more stimulating to give attention to. The stranger, who had stumbled upon one of my relationships blog posts and had then sent me a friend request on Facebook, narrated his sad love story to me. But this was what I surmised from his narrative, he was sad, but even more so because the relationship had ended just before Valentine’s.  I suspected he is a romantic like me, so I envisaged how dispirited he must be that the love affair had dissolved in such a lovey dovey season as this. He spoke of how last year they had both decided to forgo the conventional gifts of chocolate and roses for a gift they had both really wanted. I would not go into details about what the gift was or how the romance was terminated. But these things I pondered as I sat there on the train, the silky voice of Kiss Daniel singing into my ears,  girl cherish you, I stand for you…… talk to me o mama…..all I seek I find it in you. 

I kept thinking about gifts. Those of us in a relationship are contemplating on that special package for that special someone. Valentine is probably the only time some justify the buying of presents for their significant other, so make it count. But I personally rather love the “just because it’s Friday” kind of gift. If you have seen the film Juwanna Mann, then you know what I am referring to. I am a romantic, so I pay attention to these cute little details in movies. I believe gifts should not be exchanged on valentine’s day or on holidays or special occasions only. Some times, we put too much emphasis on the money, we miss the intangible value of appreciating a person and being appreciated in return. A simple hair pin could mean more to her than the latest iPhone. It’s not about the gift, but rather the giver. A soft peck from a loved one could mean more than a deep french kiss from anyone.

At the end of the day, the best gift you could give someone is yourself and no monetary value can be placed on that. We estimate the worth of celebrities in economical terms, this person is worth this amount of money, that person’s market price is such and such.  But really no amount of fiscal cost can truly estimate the value of a life. I once watched a Korean drama in which a wise little girl was asked, “what is the worth of a king?” The little girl answered “a penny”.  The elders were aghast, how could a whole king be worth but a penny.  The little girl answered, “to peasants who have very little, a penny means the world. They work so hard to earn the penny, they treasure the penny, and are disheartened if they should lose a penny. This is exactly how precious the king is to his subjects.” The king smiled at the girl’s answer and so did the elders, after perceiving the wisdom with which she spoke. This reminded me of the scripture in which Jesus said the widow who gave her mite gave more than all the rich givers who gave their thousands, because she had given all she had. So I wondered, is all we have too much to give to the person we profess we love? Depending on the answer to that question, we may want to reconsider our relationships.

Valentine is the season of exchanging goodies, it’s a great opportunity to be able to show in a token what the other person truly means to you. The gift itself no matter how expensive could not entirely capture the essence of what they represent to you, but it serves as a symbol. Having  someone to bestow a gift on or to obtain a gift from is a precious token itself. Some people will not be receiving flowers or chocolates, and I hope those of us who do not yet have a lover would go out there and do something or buy something we truly desire because we more than deserve it. We have the gift of life and that is priceless! But to those of us who have a crush,  a lover,  a spouse,  a special friend, a significant other and so on, keep in mind that the best gift you could give is your life and that entails your heart, your body, your time, your presence, your mind and most definitely your money! It is a combination of all of these things whenever they are needed. Do not keep telling the other person “you have my heart”, when you’re not physically present when they need you. You have my heart has become such a cliche for most of us. “I love you”, Don’t tell him, show him!

How about this Valentine we forget about the gifts that money can buy and think of something novel that you cannot place a price on? The parcels and the wrappers and boxes and ribbons and cards are all very wonderful, so are the chocolates and the roses. But the intangibles, even more so! Some gifts will be bought out of of obligation,  some out of sincerity,  some just because it’s Valentine’s, some for all reasons imaginable. So how about the  gift of time?  How about the gift of a very good heart to heart? No cell phones, no social media,  no TVs,  no electronics, just the two of you together. These gadgets are turning us into mere robots, fraught with mechanical feelings. If you cannot be with each other without your hands itching or reaching for your phone each minute, then you really should reevaluate your relationship. So during this Valentine season, don’t just buy gifts, assess your relationships, set goals, engage, talk, laugh, smile, hold hands, play, do whatever, do stuff. Can you do that with your significant other? I certainly hope so.

The post What You Gonna Give for Valentine? appeared first on Rachael Sade's Blog.

]]>
http://rachaelsade.com/gonna-give-valentine/feed/ 1