Chapter 8: Believe in your own sauce

Had I been asked a year ago month ago to list my talents, or even better what I enjoy doing, please believe me when I say I would have frozen in place. Perhaps the best I would have done is given a shy laugh, shrugged my shoulders, paused… for a little while and then given a generic answer like public speaking (for the first question) and baking (for the second one). However, I would have quickly taken it back by claiming that I have stage fright or that I’m not that good at it anyway. (Un)fortunately for me, those conversations tend to move on quickly and I never have to think about them again. I was a prime example of what not believing in yourself looked like.

I’ve always wondered why God never gave me any talent, my friends must be so used to me throwing comments like ” Honestly, if I had an amazing singing voice I would never shut up” or ” I wish I could draw” as I lovingly admire my poor attempt at a stick figure. The issue is, I’ve been so focussed on what I don’t have, that I failed to appreciate what I do have. I fixated my energy on the visible aspects of talent that are so highly praised because they can be enjoyed in the moment, that I did not even consider for one moment, the talents that either take time to manifest themselves or indirectly manifest themselves. In short, I forgot to look within.

I found a tweet from Patricia Kihoro, which although I was surprised to see coming from her, I heavily resonated with :

I reflected on this tweet and came to some very important conclusions. As I said before, I forgot to look within. Over the course of my lengthy life, I have always found myself involved in one thing or another. In fact it was as I wrote my last post that I remembered something my late Gúka (may he rest in eternal peace) said to my parents, probably not realising how big me ears really are… he said something along the lines of I’m a person who cannot just sit and rest, I always have to find something to do. In as much as this is a positive thing in the old society, it isn’t as much in this new one. Being constantly active has prevented me from sitting and observing my actions or analysing my contributions to anything. My lack of attention to the detail has made me criticise myself and overlook the value of what I have been doing over the years.

Interestingly, I also realised that my inability to be proud of my work is also tied to experiences I had as a child. Instances where I’d be told to be humble and not ‘show off’ my accomplishments have also played a role in this. I have been beyond amazed when I see my course mates not only be proud of what they achieve but also at their talents to exaggerate it in a way that earns them whatever they are looking for. Thoroughly impressed, I decided to try my hand at it. As you can guess, I failed miserably because as I would always find myself going back on what I said so many times that I overshadowed the work I had actually done. Isn’t it interesting how words stick with us for the long haul?

I recently had to make a portfolio that demonstrates to some extent my creativity. It was as I was putting things together that glass shattered. I finally saw my talent, my power, my ability. It’s been so easy to overlook it because, although I give it my all, it manifests itself differently each time. For example, I have had some really positive comments about my blog, but I used to shrug them off because I was scared to enter my light or be seen in that way. In fact I have been so shy about this blog, that I have failed to properly share it with the world. This however ends today ! (sorry but I will not apologise for pushing myself to new heights 🙂 )

I have done two campaigns within months of each other and both were extremely successful in their own unique ways

The first was Face of Kenya where although I came in second place, I managed to raise £1,050 for Wezesha Binti Foundation that seeks to end period poverty in Kenya. FUNDRAISING FOR WEZESHA BINTI

The second was the campaign I recently ran for at school where I also came in second place but very narrowly. Chapter 4: The Rise of a Leader

You may be wondering what exactly I’m trying to say. Well this is it, there’s nothing as bad as failing to celebrate yourself, for the small wins and the big. In fact celebrate the failures as well because those the diversions along the road that force you to go down the right path. Those accompanying me on my journey identified my talents before I did and most (especially my parents ) have tried to make me see and act on them. However, I would never have gone far if I was doing it because others thought I could, but now that I know that I can, I am going to be unstoppable.

Believe in your sauce, because despite what you may think, there’s no one better than you. I say this because there is not another you on the exact same journey to compare to. To end this, allow me borrow from Dettol with my own twist:

If you don’t believe in yourself, who will?”

If you want to take a look at my portfolio click the link below. P.s/ After you have a look at my marketing skills don’t be shy to hire me into your marketing department/ refer me to your friend’s who need help or mention me to your bosses you know you need skills such as mine 😉

https://wambuinjoroge97.myportfolio.com.

Don’t forget you’re more than welcome to drop me a comment below (I’m ready to engage more) and share your own stories by emailing me on bluebbridges@gmail.com.

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2 thoughts on “Chapter 8: Believe in your own sauce”

  1. Love this Ivy! You are such a bright light, so don’t ever stop your shine for anyone, not even yourself 💛✨

  2. Go on then girl!!!
    I see you, I feel you and most importantly, I hear you!
    We are so proud of the young woman you are blossoming into.

    I love you,
    K.
    🖤 .x

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