A CHECK-IN WITH MY MIND

 Dearest gentle reader,

Newsletters from my favorite people have become one of my new favorite things. In Adekunle Gold’s latest “love letter” (as I like to call them), he asked where my mind was at. His exact words were, "So Immaculata, how's your mind?" You can call this my open response to AG Baby’s love letter.  

It took me some time to reflect on AG's question because we’re so used to the typical, “How are you?” and let’s be honest, the response, “I’m fine,” has become almost robotic—rarely requiring any deep reflection. "How is your mind?" was more thought-provoking for me. It felt personal, deliberate, and demanding of thought. I honestly don't think I have all the answers yet, but here it goes.  

I’d like to believe that, in its entirety, my mind is calm yet hungry. It’s been everywhere lately—hungry yet grateful, appreciative yet unsatisfied. It wants more out of life than I can articulate, but I’m learning to balance these desires with gratitude for the little things I already have. I’m also embracing the idea that “I am exactly where I need to be.” Everything has its process, its season. My job is to work hard and trust God’s timing.  

I recently wrapped up 200 level (shame on UNILAG, If you know, you know) and that experience was nothing short of a rollercoaster ride. I felt almost every emotion imaginable, and I’m incredibly grateful that it’s over now. Now, in 300 level, it feels surreal. I can still remember my first day of university—it doesn’t seem that long ago. I have so much hope for my new class and this chapter of my life, but I’ve also learned an important lesson: I can’t keep using the same methods if I want different results. So, I’m switching things up.  

Lately, I’ve been on a journey of self-discovery—no pressure, though. I’ve started writing more, leaning into my creativity, and I am loving it. Writing helps me feel and express my emotions, and I’m so grateful for this gift. But more than that, I’m grateful for everyone who has been reading my writings, critiquing them, encouraging me, sharing, and leaving comments. I love you all so much.  

In the spirit of "switching things up," I’ve also been tackling things I’d long procrastinated on. Case in point: I finally joined the lectors’ association at school! And I’m so proud of myself for taking that step.  

It’s 2:28 am as I write this, and life feels…good.  

So, dear gentle reader, let me ask you: How is your mind? 

Take a moment to reflect. You might just surprise yourself with the answer.  

Till next time,

Lots of the love,

IMAX💕










Comments

  1. AnonymousNovember 15, 2024 at 10:24 PM

    When I first saw the question "how's your mind". I asked myself "have I really been asking the real question other than how are you"?

    Then again I looked in myself in search for an answer, this answer 😪

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  2. AnonymousNovember 15, 2024 at 10:34 PM

    My mind is about to blow... Nice piece once again 👏👏 keep it up❤️

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  3. AnonymousNovember 15, 2024 at 10:51 PM

    Very encouraging and beautiful piece. I totally relate to feeling a whole lot of emotions and "feelings" in 200 level, how different it is from 100 level and how time is flying and waiting for no one. God will definitely see us through. Now, I shall ask "how's your mind?" Let's see where this go from there. Keep up the good work Imax, the sky is your starting point 👏🫶🫡✨️

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  4. AnonymousNovember 15, 2024 at 10:55 PM

    I really love this one Boom Shak

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  5. AnonymousNovember 15, 2024 at 11:01 PM

    Well spelt. Nice piece.

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  6. Foresight OseNovember 15, 2024 at 11:03 PM

    Beautifully written ♥️
    We definitely need to ask ourselves such question.

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  7. AnonymousNovember 15, 2024 at 11:03 PM

    A very beautiful and thought provoking piece.

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  8. AnonymousNovember 15, 2024 at 11:43 PM

    Omorrrrr 😅😅😅

    My mind is everywhere

    It’s just like you said, Unsatisfied and also having a feeling like wanting to do more but then Laziness kicks in 😅😅

    Honestly I really don’t know if I should call it laziness or maybe I just need self confidence and that little push

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  9. Lamyn SpecNovember 16, 2024 at 1:51 AM

    This is an insightful article. I've been thinking 🤔 of a better way to ask of people's welfare... Eureka!👍

    I didn't know you are friends with Adekunle Gold.

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  10. William CreativeNovember 16, 2024 at 1:13 PM

    Really good

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  11. AnonymousNovember 16, 2024 at 10:07 PM

    Truth is, life is just happening that often times we are just numb to our feelings and we move on. This question requires deep thinking for it to be answered effectively and efficiently. Thank you for sharing your thoughts my darling

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