WHEN THE MIND WANDERS AND THE SPIRIT SLUMBERS

 

In an age where intellectual reasoning is exalted and feelings are elevated as the compass for decision-making, we often witness heartbreaking personal choices that are less about truth and more about confusion. I recently watched a video of a woman mercilessly asking her husband for a divorce. She confessed that her husband is loyal, hardworking, and good, a commendable man by any standard. Yet, she says she does not feel comfortable being herself with him because, in her own words, she "does not even know who she is."

This is not just the story of a marital crisis. It is another episode in the ongoing tragedy of spiritual indolence taking its toll on the weak human spirit. When the intellect takes the driver’s seat without the light of spiritual clarity, life becomes a series of experiments driven by emotions, impulses, and the illusion of self-discovery. We mistake restlessness for awakening, and dissatisfaction for enlightenment. In truth, the soul cries not for freedom from commitment, but for meaning within it.

That woman is in need of help. Not the kind of help that flatters her confusion or fans the flame of her so-called self-discovery journey. She needs spiritual grounding. She needs to embrace principles that anchor the human spirit, selflessness, kindness, humility, grace, and above all, love. These are not abstract ideals; they are life-giving forces that shape how we relate with others and how we understand ourselves.

Many people today confuse knowing themselves with indulging every passing emotion. But true self-discovery does not emerge in isolation. It is in the fires of responsibility, in the small sacrifices made for loved ones, in the silent strength of loyalty, that the self is refined. The very discomfort she feels in her marriage may be the mirror she needs, not to run, but to look deeper into herself with courage.

Instead of an outright divorce, what if the couple agreed to a practical and compassionate compromise: a temporary separation of 3 to 6 months? This period could serve as a sacred pause. A time to reflect without resentment, to seek counseling and guidance, and perhaps most importantly, to rediscover the value of a loyal husband and three lovely children. Sometimes distance has a way of bringing clarity that proximity does not allow.

It is often after the noise of separation that the voice of reason is finally heard. Not the loud voice of ego or wounded pride, but the gentle whisper of conscience. A separation is not always a failure. If handled maturely, it can be a path to healing, a necessary wilderness before returning home with deeper understanding and appreciation.

In our modern world, it has become fashionable to “choose yourself” at any cost. But the highest version of self is not the one that seeks comfort, but the one that is willing to grow through discomfort. Love, in its true form, is not always easy. But it is always worth it.

May we all learn to live not just by the dictates of a restless mind, but with the quiet strength of a soul anchored in truth. And may that woman, like many others standing at similar crossroads, find not escape, but awakening. Not absence, but presence. Not divorce, but redemption.

 

TRADITION AND THE TEST OF CONSCIENCE: WHEN CULTURE MUST EVOLVE

 

In every society, tradition is revered. It is the thread that ties generations together, the vessel through which a people express identity, continuity, and reverence for the past. But tradition must never become a prison. While it holds beauty and value, it must remain open to refinement. When tradition begins to suffocate truth, dignity, or conscience, it must give way, not to erosion, but to evolution.

A recent royal burial conducted in accordance with Islamic rites rather than ancestral traditions stirred widespread debate. Critics argued that by ascending the throne, the monarch had accepted not just the authority but also the full spectrum of traditional obligations, including burial customs. Anything less, they insisted, was a betrayal of heritage. Yet, such a view, while cloaked in loyalty, often ignores the deeper imperative of moral progress.

What many missed in the noise was the quiet wisdom behind the decision. Years before the monarch’s passing, a courageous dialogue had begun. Leaders of various faiths had gathered to examine the age-old expectations surrounding royal burial. At the heart of the conversation was a simple, piercing question: If traditional rites require the loss of innocent life, can they still be considered sacred? And if no one would willingly offer their own child for ritual, why should anyone else’s be at risk?

That moment marked a turning point. The monarch’s stance was neither sudden nor rebellious, it was thoughtful, principled, and forward-looking. He recognized that while culture deserves honour, not all practices are worthy of preservation, especially those that conflict with human dignity or spiritual clarity.

This tension between tradition and conscience is not new. In parts of Nigeria, it was once customary to kill twins at birth, believing them cursed. It took the moral courage of Mary Slessor to confront and abolish that cruel practice. Today, twins are celebrated. Culture changed. Humanity advanced.

Likewise, when rituals become shrouded in secrecy, driven by fear or threats of supernatural reprisal, we must pause and ask: Is this truly spirituality, or a form of inherited fear? Truth does not need shadows. Authentic spirituality uplifts; it does not coerce. If a tradition's survival depends on violence or intimidation, then it is not culture, it is oppression.

There is a saying: “Iwa l’esin” meaning our religion should echo in our character. Any culture that does not evolve to uphold peace, truth, and the sanctity of life must be released. That is not betrayal. It is ascension.

The royal in question lived in alignment with a specific faith, ruled with conviction, and made known his desire to be buried accordingly. His reign was marked by reforms that made space for freedom of conscience and legal protection for the religious dignity of monarchs. These decisions reflected an enlightened understanding that culture must serve the people and not the other way around.

When a people allow their traditions to respond to the call of conscience, they do not weaken them; they strengthen them. For culture to remain relevant, it must be dynamic, not static. A living tradition listens not only to the voice of history, but also to the whisper of the present.

In truth, we honour our heritage best when we are willing to shed practices that no longer reflect our highest values. We do not dishonour the past by walking into the light. We fulfil it.

Let us not mourn the passing of customs that time and truth have outgrown. Let us celebrate the courage of those who show that tradition and truth can walk together, that culture can stand tall beside conscience.

For culture to endure, it must be guided not only by ancestry, but by humanity.

ESCAPING THE SPHINX: WOMANHOOD BEYOND THE CULTURAL TRAP

In Greek mythology, the Sphinx was a fearsome creature with the body of a lion, the face of a woman, and the wings of an eagle. She guarded the gates of Thebes, posing a deadly riddle to travellers. Fail to answer, and you were devoured. Many tried. Few survived.

In many ways, this myth mirrors our struggle today with sexuality and the sexual instinct. It has become our modern-day riddle. A silent Sphinx crouching at the gates of our lives. And like those ancient travellers, we are answering it poorly, and being consumed in return.

Sexuality, beautiful in its right place, has become a baffling puzzle. How did we arrive here?

For generations, society fed girls the idea that their worth lies in being chosen, through marriage. So they grew up dreaming not of purpose or spirit, but of weddings and rings. Many entered unions not out of love or calling, but out of fear, fear of judgment, fear of being alone.

This is not by accident. Somewhere in history, a shift occurred. A deceptive elevation of the calculating intellect over the guiding voice of inner intuition. Instead of living through the quiet clarity of the spirit, women were urged to reason their way into socially accepted boxes. What followed was a derailment: a lowering of the sacred purpose of womanhood into something transactional and external.

Even motherhood, sacred and powerful as it is, is not the ultimate calling of woman. It is a noble gift, yes, but it is still rooted below the spiritual. Woman’s higher task is spiritual: to ennoble her surroundings, to be a vessel through which light flows into the world. This can only happen through the purity of her intuition. It is woman’s spiritual clarity that holds the key to raising humanity.

But how can this be, when girls are taught to chase fashion over inner beauty, popularity over purity? When the body, designed to be a sacred expression of life is paraded for fleeting validation?

This isn’t empowerment. It’s entrapment. The same old Sphinx, now draped in glitter.

And man? He is not blameless. He clapped when woman stumbled, because her fall fed his lower nature. Rather than lift her, he lured her further down. True manhood would rise above conquest. It would protect and uplift.

Women, hear this: Grace is your power, not seduction, not vanity, but grace. It radiates through speech, silence, and presence. And it grows in purity.

Let us return to the myth. Oedipus met the Sphinx at the crossroads between Thebes and Delphi. She asked, “What walks on four legs in the morning, two in the afternoon, and three at night?” Oedipus replied, “Man: as a baby he crawls, as an adult he walks, and in old age he uses a cane.” The Sphinx, defeated, threw herself into the sea.

Can womanhood be the answer to today’s Sphinx? Can we finally solve the riddle of sexuality by returning to truth?

Women and girls, you were created to stand tall in Creation, pure, noble, and free. Not enslaved by trends. Not bound by the fear of being unmarried. The woman who lives only for motherhood misses her higher calling.

Stand in your true role: servant of light. Give the right answer to the Sphinx. Shun toying with men. Stand for truth. Ennoble your surroundings.

And men, reject the urge for conquest. Honour woman. Truly see her: helper, guide, vessel of grace.

Sola Adeyegbe

#AwakenWomanhood #SpiritualGrace #ThinkALittleLiveBetter

#WomanhoodWithPurpose #GraceNotVanity #TruthOverTradition #SpiritualFreedom

YOU CAN’T STOP MOVING: IT’S THE LAW OF MOTION

 

Someone asked me, “What is motion?”

My answer? Motion is a law, a law so deeply rooted in nature that even when we want to stop, we can’t.

I chuckle when people pull out old videos to mock others for changing their minds. But they forget: it’s natural to shift perspectives. A man can stand firm on something this minute and evolve in the next. How much more over the span of years?

That’s motion.

We don’t just move forward, we move sideways, downwards, upwards. And yes, it’s always more desirable to move upwards, in wisdom, in impact, in purpose as long as we don’t crush or harm others along the way.

Everything in nature is moving.

🌊 Rivers flow or they stagnate.

🌍 The Earth spins non-stop.

🌸 Seasons change on schedule.

🌟 Stars glide through galaxies.

Why should man be any different?

I’ve seen people retire from work, and sadly, some also retire from life. They step away from purpose, from challenge, from contribution… and soon they fade. Not just physically, but mentally and emotionally.

Retirement from a job is fine. But retirement from life? That’s decay.

We were not created to coast. We were born to build, to serve, to learn, to grow, to give. We must remain engaged and be in alignment with our Creator's laws, with our gifts, with others.

You don’t have to stay in the same lane forever, but you must stay in motion.

Even in old age, bear fruit or at least cast a little shade.

Even in your final inch, burn like a candle, giving light till the very end.

The world may say “retire.”

But heaven says, redirect.

Keep thinking.

Keep giving.

Keep becoming.

That’s motion. That’s the way. That’s life.

Sola Adeyegbe 

#KeepMoving #LawOfMotion #NoRetirementFromPurpose #LifeLessons #KeepBecoming 

THE ART OF RISING: TURNING FAILURES INTO WINGS

Life on earth is a series of experiences, some triumphant, others humbling. Yet the measure of our progress lies not in avoiding falls, but in how we rise after each one. Too often, we obsess over our mistakes, dissecting them with the cold blade of intellect, as if self-analysis alone could transform us. But true growth demands something far more profound: the courage to get up briskly, learn intuitively, and fix our gaze on the sublime goal of becoming better human beings and ultimately attaining to the Heavenly Gardens.

The ancient myth of the Hydra, a monstrous serpent that grew two new heads for every one cut off shows us the trap of overthinking. Like Hercules fighting the Hydra, we might think the solution is to keep analyzing every mistake, endlessly "cutting off" our flaws. But the more we obsess, the more our doubts multiply. Hercules only won when he stopped just chopping heads and started burning the wounds shut, so nothing could regrow. Your breakthrough works the same way: stop endlessly picking at your failures. Learn the lesson, close the wound with action, and move forward. The action begins with your resolution to do only that which is good continuously! That’s how you kill doubt for good and proceed fearlessly on your path to victory. 

Consider how a child learns to walk. Each fall is met not with despair, but with a smile and another attempt. The child does not halt to lament its clumsiness; it intuitively adjusts its balance and tries again. This is the model for our journey:

1. No lamenting: Complaining about failures drains energy needed for progress.

2. No stagnation: Every fall carries a lesson; but only if we absorb it through intuition, not overthinking.

3. Forward focus: Keep your eyes on the Luminous Heights, our Heavenly Home, and the vision of your highest self.

The intellect, while valuable, can become a prison if it dominates our responses to failure. When we obsessively analyze our missteps, we trap experiences in the "frontal brain," where they are dissected but never truly lived. Intuition, however, bypasses this paralysis. It allows the spirit to internalize lessons organically, transforming stumbles into stepping stones. Let us move on from analysis and strive to truly and inwardly experience whatever comes to us in our daily lives with a resolve to always act in love, grace and a sense of justice. 

The Way Forward: Absorb, Adapt, Ascend

a. Absorb: Let each fall penetrate your intuition, not just your intellect. Ask: What is this teaching me? Then release the need to overanalyze.

b. Adapt: Adjust your steps, but don’t dwell on the missteps. Like the child, rise with lightness.

c. Ascend: Fix your gaze on the Luminous Heights, the Eternal Gardens above, and the vision of your wiser, kinder, and more resilient self.

Our time on earth is far too precious to squander in self-reproach or endless analysis. Every stumble on this journey is not a verdict on your worth, but an invitation to grow stronger, wiser, and more resilient. The path to true greatness isn’t always a straight line but a series of falls, rises, and quiet revelations.

So rise, not with hesitation, but with purpose. Not as a critic of your past, but as an architect of your future. One day, you’ll realize you no longer fear the falls, because you’ve learned to walk in the unshakable wisdom they’ve given you. That day, you’ll understand: every stumble was never your downfall, it was your foundation.

#RiseStronger #NoLookingBack #FearlessGrowth #NoFearOfFalling

THE VANITY OF WORLDLY LOVE

There’s a kind of love that doesn’t elevate; it entangles. This is the love of the world: an inordinate affection for material wealth, power, possessions, appearances, and the validation that comes from worldly status. It is not love in the pure, uplifting sense, but a strong desire to possess, control, and satisfy the ego, often at the expense of inner growth and spiritual awareness.

While the material world is part of Creation, beautiful, purposeful, and essential for our development, our relationship with it is what makes the difference. The world should serve as a means, not an end. Unfortunately, for many, the reverse is true. We become attached, enslaved, and obsessed with accumulation, driven by the belief that fulfillment lies in what we can own, flaunt, or control.

This misplaced love leads to vanity. And vanity, by its nature, is hollow. It offers a shine without substance, applause without peace, and success without significance. It keeps the spirit busy, distracted, and ultimately… lost.

True love is expansive and selfless. It is directed toward higher values: truth, kindness, beauty, service, and inner enlightenment. It nourishes the soul, lifts others, and brings deep contentment, regardless of external conditions.

When love becomes covetous, centered on ownership, status, and worldly gain, it turns away from the Light and locks the spirit in chains of illusion. The love of the world becomes a golden cage.

To grow, to awaken, to live meaningfully, we must learn to make good use the world, not love it blindly. Enjoy its gifts, yes. But let them point you upward, not bury you downward.

The goal is not to abandon life, but to walk through it with clarity, with detachment, and with purpose, knowing that the true treasures are not stored in bank vaults or social media likes, but in the purity, strength, and nobility of our soul.

So let us not love the world with the kind of love that leads to emptiness. Let us love with meaning, act with purpose, and journey lightly with our eyes lifted upward and our hearts anchored in what truly lasts.

#Thinkalittle #SpiritualClarity #LettingGoOfVanity #PurposeDrivenLiving #TrueFulfilment #LivingLightly #HigherLove

THE SYMPHONY OF HUMANITY: UNION AS THE PATH TO PERFECTION

“A single individual cannot offer you perfection, but the whole of humanity, with all its varied characteristics, may do so! Each individual has something which is definitely part of the whole. And this is also why one so far advanced as no longer to know any earthly desires, loves all mankind, not one individual, because only the whole of mankind can make the strings of his mature soul, laid bare through purification, sound the chord of heavenly harmony. He bears the harmony within himself, because all strings vibrate!”

— The Grail Message, I–6. “Silence”

There is a quiet grandeur in this truth. No single individual, however gifted, can embody all the virtues. But together, through our contrasts, gifts, and flaws humanity becomes a mirror of the Whole.

The Grail Message explains this principle with clarity and simplicity. A thought, when held silently and sincerely, attracts other thoughts of similar nature. Through this magnetic union, it strengthens, refines, and evolves. Perfection does not arise from isolation but from union. So it is with the soul.

This union is not conformity. It is harmony born of difference, harmony even in diversity! Each person contributes a distinct tone: one may bring strength, another compassion; one, clarity, another grace. When all resonate together, a sublime vibration emerges, a chord of heavenly harmony which only a purified soul can truly appreciate in all gratitude.

The one who has transcended earthly craving no longer clings to selective affection. Not from coldness, but because their love now expands. It encircles all of humanity. In each person, they perceive a reflection of a higher and greater perfection. Their soul becomes an instrument whose strings, through effort, silence, and spiritual awakening respond not to one note, but to the great symphony of mankind.

They love all, not as a theory, but as lived truth. They exchange lasting values, soul to soul.

This is not poetic sentiment, it is law! Just as the universe is governed by gravity, motion, and attraction, so too is the soul shaped by the Law of Union. Perfection is not a prize or a badge. It is the natural outcome of connection, selflessness, and harmony with the Whole.

So let us lift our eyes beyond ourselves, beyond the narrow walls of preference and pride. Let us recognize the beauty in our diversity, the depth in shared striving, and the dignity in each soul’s note.

For only together can the great harmony be heard.