On this weeks weekly featured content from the hive-learners;
Imagine you had the opportunity to travel to the past, any year at all in your lifetime. But only for ten minutes. What will you accomplish in that short timeframe? What are the things you will try to change? Feel free to tell us.
When I read this question out loud, I turned and addressed my partner and asked him what he would love to change in the past if he had 10mins, his answer was very blunt and direct;
everything I own and have now I did not have it in the past so let the past stay the way it is I don’t wish to change anything about it, I am thankful for my present
Although that wasn’t the answer I was hoping for but he always give me answer that leaves me pondering anytime I ask him questions like this. His words were true even tho a disappointment to my quest to get inspiration on what to write about. But it made me appreciate my past, I began recalling some really not so fine moments in my life and thinking about one thing or two I would like to change about those incidents and I couldn’t find anything to change.
The most recent one which happened to me a week ago I said what if I had told the lady no I can’t help you ma’am and let the people in the market help her find a tricycle to get her to the hospital (check my previous post for the full story), I mean I would have saved myself all the trauma and heartbreak I have experienced this past week. I immediately canceled the thought because also imagine she had gotten help And was Still alive today, it wouldn’t be a regret, I really wouldn’t change anything about what happened that day in regards to my offering a helping hand, I mean if not that the country isn’t safe to practice kindness and humanity, what I did was a good deed and I would not allow the outcome of that experience rob me off my sanity and kindness.
Just as I was thinking out loud to my partner, I remembered an experience when I was a child, and that was it for me, I knew I had to use my ten minute to go back and change a very silly disobedient decision I made.
One day my mum and I were seated outside of our balcony when we looked down at the next compound and saw our neighbors, her husband and their pastor conducting what seemed to be a prayer session. To our suprise, the woman fell and began what we concluded to be manifesting and her pastor kept sprinkling a liquid on her, after a while she stopped and her husband picked her up and they headed inside their house.
My mom already concluded that it was a deliverance session they had just performed. Fast forward to a week later, I stumbled upon this neighbor on my way to an errand and she invited me for her little daughters birthday, nothing big just a small indoor party, she asked me to tell my mum and sister and we could all come. When I got home I told my mum and she said never, somebody we saw manifesting that day you want to go and eat in her house?, it was then she forbade me or my siblings from going to the woman’s house.
Well the day of the birthday came and I found myself home alone, as a child I really wanted to go, my mom had already warned me that when left home alone I shouldn’t come out or open the door for anyone except my family members. Well I thought since no one will catch me I might as well quickly go for the birthday party and leave quickly.
I wore a pretty dress and I did go for the party, I ate rice, drank juice and ate cake. I got back home in no time and no one had come back, it was a relief to me that no one saw me .
Well Not until I put myself in trouble with my own mouth
As a child I was a chatterbox, I talked and talked and talked, I was always talking, from one story to the other. And before I knew it I referred to the sweet cake I ate at the birthday party to my mums hearing.
My mum asked ‘what birthday?
It was at that moment I knew I had exposed myself. I told her I went for the birthday next door and she was really furious, that day I received the beating of my life.
If I had ten minutes back to my past I would tell myself no Rookie, don’t go for that party because the beating you would receive isn’t worth the rice and cake, you would eat many more rice and cakes in the future. Lol, it sounds funny but really I would go back and give my younger self that warning, because I still remember the beating I received that day and the rice and cake really wasn’t worth the beating.
Still I hold the view that every experience in life’s journey makes us who we are today, every scar, every moment sums up who we have become today and for that we shouldn’t regret anything about our past, maybe, just maybe that lesson had to be learnt for us to become better versions of ourselves.
