Hello, from the other side.

happybithdayobaHello, blogosphere it’s me again. It’s been ages I know.

I have been busy doing life at different spaces and levels.

But you are always on my mind

I will catch up with you soon

But for now.

Holla!

 

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Hello from the other side.

Hello World,

I know it’s been a while.

But it’s all good, it can always get better.

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The Pictures breaking me!

I had found this amazing photographer who happened to be the younger brother of a dear friend, on Instagram. I just imagined what it would be like to have him to do my album photoshoot.

Then on one occasion I was invited to come perform for a group of women fighting against rape and domestic violence, and this photographer was also invited to cover the event, he did a great job. I knew he would be the one to do my shoot. After the event at the British Council in Lagos, I called my friend and told her I wanted her to help me to talk to her brother.

Well, maybe she did, I wouldn’t know , so I called another friend, by now you may be wondering why I am calling friends and not the person himself- I was trying to use  friendship platform to reduce cost, At the end of the day I had to take the Bull by the horn!

I called the photographer himself and we discussed, the date was fixed, and OMG! I was so excited about it, the photo shoot for my third album, it’s all coming together.

On the day of the shoot, I had woken up quite early, it was as if I was an important appointment, and yes it was very important for me. There was a slight change in the timing but, we still made it. I went with husbandman and my second son.

We got to the venue, a very Porsche studio in Lekki, after going through all the costume I brought, Abu, the photographer, and bossman ,called on his guys to start putting things in order for the shoot while we waited for the Make-up artist who was yet to show up, as it, this time, it was around 4pm and the sons of men were now hungry, we stepped out into a restaurant to grab a bite, and got back to the studio.

I was astonished when I saw a dark-skinned young man, tall coming towards me,he was introduced to as the makeup artist. for real? A man, apparently that was the first time I would see a Man as a makeup artist, I had seen a couple of them on Videofashion,but to have one standing right in my face.

As he was about to start decorating my face I asked him to let us pray, I’m sure he was taken aback, Pray? Just because of Makeup? Yes! pray. I prayed for about 60 seconds and he was on.As he made me up, we engaged in discussion,as I wanted to find out more about him. I found out he is a creative art major in one of the prestigious college of technology in Lagos. He finished the makeup and it was time to get into the business of the day- The shoot proper!

“Take a comfortable position, chin up smile,and the sound of the camera shutter,clicking away per second, he must have taken a zillion shots, then I had to take another shot with the guitar,now that one was quite tedious, because he wanted me to sing and play the guitar at the same time, he wanted me in my natural state, and I just wanted to pose.

After several attempts, the guitar episode ended and I was to change to another costume, on and on we went, and then the final shot by the pool.

By the next day, He sent me two pictures and OMG! I was blown away by what I saw,it was absolutely beautiful before I could respond to him I saw what he wrote on his Instagram page about me and the photo session I couldn’t help the chills and the tears as it flowed down my eyes.

 

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some of the comments made by the photographer that got me tearing up, 

 

I decided to put up the picture on my facebook wall,and that was it. The comments have just been pouring in like crazy! excuse my language. Little did I know that there will be so much response, not just any response, in those feedbacks, I have able to clearly hear God’s thoughts towards me.

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I have never had such reactions in all my “social media” life and even though I am much of someone who pay particular attention to the social media frenzies, This one has been overwhelming and it like a sign for me. I am just too grateful to God.

 

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I am beautiful, saith the Lord.

 

An incident occurred yesterday which confirmed to me, that the photo sessions and everything taking place at the moment in my life, God is involved. I was at a women’s conference on Saturday( a story for another post), and yesterday evening I felt a nudge in my spirit to write an appreciation note via text, to the convener of the conference. I was struggling with doing it, but I am learning gradually to respond to the nudging of the Holy Spirit without debate.

So I sent a text, a long one indeed, and just a few seconds later,The woman  responded and told me, about how she had seen my picture on facebook earlier yesterday,and the Spirit of God asked her to tell me,” You are beautiful” That was no coincidence at all , It was God ordained .

I became more aware of myself, and the beauty of the Lord that overwhelm me inside and outside.  Thank you, Lord, for loving me and for making me aware that your thoughts towards me,goes beyond what my mind can fathom.

He is thinking great thoughts about you as well!

Shalom.

 

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Photos by :@abusalamiphotography . You can also read more of the comment.

 

Ask and you shall receive-Personal

AI made a booking several weeks ago to have a photoshoot session as part of the last stage of production for my album project. Which I have been working on for sometimes now. I was given an appointment for the second week in July , which means this week.

Before or after booking the appointment for the photo sessions, I had a nudge to put a call through to one of my friends who happened to be a  fashionpreneur and a style consultant. She had styled me on one or two occasion way back. So I called her around June but she was out of town, and she told me she would be around the first week in July.

Of course, I had forgotten about our discussion until late last night, when I was trying to figure out my costumes and accessories for the shoot. Immediately I sent her a message that she told me she would be in town about this time. She didn’t reply the message so I didn’t bother.

It was this morning,that she finally replied that she had been working on the house since she returned and she’s been busy and all that and all that. I wanted her to style for this particular shoot,but as at today ,I thought it was too late to ask her to style me with some of her African design which flows well with my brand.

What do I do o? I ask myself, “should I go ahead and ask or should I just forget about it and make do with what I already have.” I summoned courage, the worst she can tell me is No! that is better than not attempting at all. And what if she says Yes, I wouldn’t know until I ask.

I send another text  to respond to her reply and told her I wanted her to sponsor the photoshoot with some of her signature design. Her immediate response blew my mind she said ,Yes that they were closing down the clothing line and moving on to greater heights, and as a result of the closure ,all the clothes have been in sales, and there are just  a few left.

She said I can come to the boutique and pick whatever I like of the rack, really? I ask, and she said yes again.  “Can I come right away”? ,I asked and she told me another yes.

Off I went to Allen Avenue, where the boutique is located and I met with the manager,and told her to call the madam. She did and my friend to her to attend to me ,I should pick any style I like.

Long story short, I was changing from one style to another looking for the perfect fit,and the end of the day, I was had about 3 different dresses- African fabric meet

king for the perfect fit,and the end of the day, I was had about 3 different dresses- African fabric meet uber style for my photo shoot – Free of charge! I didn’t pay a dime. If I was to pay I would have spent about 30-35,000 naira on those dresses.

What is the moral of this story?

Sometimes when you have a nudging to ask someone for help or assistance, you are scared or afraid of been turned down,and because of that, you never get to ask again. That happens to me.

The scriptures says,

Ask and it shall be given you, seek and you will find;knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives……

For everyone who ask , receives! How profound is that? another passage of the Bible tells us that the reason we don’t have is because we are not asking,and when we do ask we ask for the wrong reasons.

Like I said earlier, I had that impression to ask her about a month ago, and when I found out she was out of the country I forgot about it. Until  Last night/ this morning when I had that same impression. At first, I didn’t know how to ask her outrightly to give me some of her designs. So I ask if she could sponsor the shoot by styling me.  She gladly supported without stress.

 

 

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Trying out one of the outfits in my lobby-SIMPLE &CUTE AFRICAN DESIGN.

 

 

 

Lessons Learnt:  Don’t  limit your possibilities with a closed mouth.

Don’t be afraid of what people might think or say when you ask for help or assistance.

Remember. ASK AND IT SHALL BE GIVEN.

 

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We ! – A dose of TLC.

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Come Lay with me

Just lay

with nothing to say

Let’s soak it all in

Take a deep breath

Watch the blue sky

Forget the other side

Come lay with me

Side by side

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Let the sound of the wind blowing

Be  music to our souls  playing

The melodies connecting

As two heart rhythmically flowing

Our hearts beating as drums within

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As we lay side by side

hand in hand

With our backs to the ground

Looking up to the sky

As we watch  the angels

Write our love song in melodious tunes.

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That’s our story

There goes our story

Which the world can’t define

Two hearts beating as one

With no spoken words

But  a lot of speaking

Loud in silence.

 

Two are better than one because they have a good return for their labour.

Above all love each other deeply……

 

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This thing in my chest

I Woke up to life this morning

Took sometimes to just be alone and  quiet

I had a talk with the Man upstairs

Mumbling words  in between

Then I had to switch gear

Tending to the needs of those around.

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My thoughts drifted away for a moment

People make commitment

And then they fail

Not once not twice

It’s becoming a pattern

What  do I do Lord?

There’s a pain in my chest

It is painful Lord, It is!

He said she said,”I’do this and that

I didn’t ask for it

They go ahead and promise anyway

But I see nothing, can’t feel anything.

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It’s painful , Oh so painful

I Know I should be grateful

Gratitude-attitude for this aches in my chest.

Is this a kind of test

Is this some sort of cross

For my fragile heart to bear

Lord,I don’t know what you are doing

But this feeling in me is Painful

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What do I do now?

Should I pretend

He never said ,she never said

Or should I demand they deliver of their words

I didn’t ask for it in the first place.

Help Lord!for vain, is the help of man.

This pain is painful!

 

Consider it pure joy, whenever you face trials of many kind……

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Up-close and Personal

I’ve been missing schedules on post lately,in keeping up with boys on Holiday. Phew! it can be some hard work when they are on this kind of break from school.

Photo101 Day 16.

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Mummy’s boys in selfie mode.

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My besto! for life.

 

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my boys-selfie mode in the garden.

 

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These Valiant Men rock my world. They are my treasure anytime any day!

 

‘besto- bestfriend.

 

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Still Dreaming.

I’ll keep dreaming, dream dreaming

Dreaming of the dreams I left at the door

When life happened and push came to shove

I’ll be dreaming, still dreaming

because they won’t let go of me

Dreaming of the dreams, that still lingers

somewhere inside my heart

dreaming of the dreams I left behind

The ones I gave up because I was too scared

Too afraid to let it out

But there they are

roaring at me, like a lion

deep within my heart.

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I pretended I never had them.

But the dream still scratches me

I thought I was never good enough

I thought I needed to prove my worth

But they are still waiting

to wait at the door

where I left them.

Waiting for me to open the door.

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These are my dreams

They belong to me

Not my husband’s or my children’s

Not my sibling’s or anyone

These dreams are mine, all mine

Because they represent my allotment.

My portion in the earth realm.

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My dreams are the reasons I am here

Not just to be among the statistics,

It is not just to be  a  ‘Mrs somebody’

Not just to bear children, and warm him in bed.

These dreams weigh much more than all that.

They are bigger than me, greater than my imagine

Yet I bear them, still within the veil.

I am still dreaming!

Am I still scared? Maybe.

Do I believe I can? Yes, I believe.

I want to give these dreams meaning

let them find expressions through me

Dream freely, free my dreams

Open up the doors

While I still dream!

 

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