Using Envato for your website

ATTENTION GRAPHIC AND WEB DESIGNERS
Sometimes you want things done but do not have the resources. For example, I wanted to get my website running months ago and like any cheapskate, I thought doing it myself would be easy. well, it was a nightmare. Web designing is an entire JOB. so I came across Envato. The Envato Market sites are platforms that allow members to buy and sell licenses to use digital items like website themes, production music, motion graphics project files, software code, vectors, images, and much, much more. On Envato Market, buyers and authors (sellers) transact with each other directly and they provide the platform to allow the transactions to happen. If you have an Envato Market account, any transactions are logged on your member’s statement, which records the payments made by you to authors via Envato Market (as a buyer) and by buyers via Envato Market to you (as an author).
I managed to purchase a dope theme for my website. There are so many concepts to choose from and you can interact with designers from all over the world to get what you invasion. As a self-made graphic designer or illustrator, I would suggest also putting your artwork on this platform.

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Summer Fitness essentials and why its important to have a fitness tracker.

This summer as we all going to be flocking to the gyms and maybe indulging in a beach stroll, I thought i would share some tips on why it is necessary to track your heart rate and fitness in general.

Here are some of my favourite Fitness trackers

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Heart rate is important because the heart’s function is so important. The heart circulates oxygen and nutrient-rich blood throughout the body. When it’s not working properly, just about everything is affected. Heart rate is central to this process because the function of the heart (called “cardiac output”) is directly related to heart rate and stroke volume (the amount of blood pumped out with each beat).

Devices such as fit bit or any heart rate trackers rely on heart rate fluctuations to help determine how well you slept or how hard you worked during an exercise. But, unexplained fluctuations in your heart rate could signal a variety of health issues, including an infection.

I went through a series of panic attacks recently that where stressed induced and my heart would randomly beat fast at rest. Looking back i realised that this could have been detected earlier by simply tracking my heart rate every day. Some people have been unfortunate to get the Covid 19 virus and as part of recovery it would help to take things slow during exercises.

When it comes to detecting COVID-19, there is one particular fitness band, called WHOOP, that may already be showing promising results. This particular wearable uses raw heart rate data to track a person’s respiratory rate during sleep — and WHOOP claims to currently be the only wearable device that accurately measures respiratory rate, as validated by a third-party clinical trial.

At the end of the day, we don’t yet know for sure if our wearable devices will help detect and curb the spread of COVID-19.

In the meantime, keep in mind that your fitness tracker can help you keep up with your everyday health and wellness during this pandemic — which is important for building a strong immune system.

In addition, you can also make sure you’re staying committed to preventive behaviors we do know to be helpful, such as:

You can also visit bidding sites such as bid or buy where you can bid for a really good fitness tracker.

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The Life We Wish We had lived

Amazing and well written

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I guess many people out there can concur with me that there are so many instances in life that they failed miserably and wished they’d made right.

The reality of the matter is that life indeed does happen. Be it by our own cause or fate. We find ourselves in situations where we wonder how on earth we got to there.

This could have been prompted by childhood misdemeanor, or mere ignorance or even ill advises from those we looked upon as helpers.

I have personally grown up in a society whereby mistakes where not too fondly looked upon, let alone pardoned.

Where ethics were set between the good and the bad – justified by rewards or punishments.

Where the only route to education was through passing High School and Going to University.

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Gone

I feel stripped

Naked in the soul just because the only thing that hid the broken canvas me, is gone.

I feel exposed

Exposed to the emotions that I so long forgot and buried beneath my skin.

I feel lost

Lost to a feeling, a peculiar string of events leading to the same repeat button of loss

I feel love

Love that I never thought I could express, a painful kind of love. That leaves you wanting more when it’s gone.sketch1582400306079

 

My Success Is An African Woman

My Success Is An African Woman.

My success is the rural village woman.
She knows no alarm clock
But is always on time for duty.
She knows no retail shop
But her children are well fed
And well clothed
She is the first to greet dawn’s sunrise
And the last to kiss the moon goodnight.

An early morning walk to the river,
Is a refreshing of body,mind and spirit
As though it were a therapeutic shopping spree.
She fetches water for thirst,
Firewood for hunger
And gracefully balances both
On the ebony of her body.

A baby on her back, A hoe on her hand
The future in her mind,
She plants life, her family shall be nourished.
She’s got no fear of the future
For she bravely walks into it
Saddled on her head
Cradled in her hands.

My success is a young African girl
Who under the illusions
Of disjoint ambitions has been told
She is not good enough to be educated
But good enough to mother and nurture.

She fights back with a gentle demeanor
But with a feisty zeal that will not wither
Under criticism and scrutiny

She will sweep that yard and cook that porridge
Before she leaves for school
She will water that garden and cook that supper
After she comes from school
She will sit in the quiet darkness of a round hut
With only the ebbing embers and a moonlit sky
To Guide her eyes into books that hold
Worlds unknown
Worlds which will take her places

My success is an ebony chocolate woman
Who prides herself in her color.
She’s well acquainted with her feso leaves
She loves her clay masks
And the scent of the marula fruit on her skin
She is a rare gem
And her knowledge of it
Makes her more enticing.

She is like an eaglet set on a cliff
She has the ability to fly and soar
And reach skies untold
She is success written all over
She doesn’t need a scholar to prove it
My success is an African black woman.9c6f1bfe2c9d1bfd7bd518c3f0c28e3d

Coping

I am making this house into a home. Rebuilding myself from the ashes like a phoenix, I rise.

I have been posting a lot about peace and why I feel it is necessary to find inner peace, because through out this year i have learnt that anything has the capability of snatching away your happiness unless you have inner peace.

Quite a few of the people i know have suffered from anxiety, depression and or anything of that sort and sadly I am not an exception. One of the mistakes i did was trying to find comfort and answers to what i was feeling in other people, Instead of looking within myself and getting this strength (courage) and confidence from within. I focused so much on what could distract me and not more of  facing what i was feeling and confronting the the things that caused my anxiety and depression.

I am making this house into a home…

 

Man

Oh Man

I cannot begin to express how I feel. My apologies it has taken me a very long time to realize it , But I am glad I did. You were a marveling being in all your ways from the day the sands of earth worked in unison under the porter’s hands to fashion you. The sun kissed your skin and with every kiss loomed an intense glow as I AM breathed life into you. Perfect but yet still incomplete. I was meant to be your completion. Together we would become one. In truth I think that is all it’s been about , Oneness.

I wish I had saturated my mind with the image of the Oneness, instead of the Perfect Man. Well i could blame society and the so called “system” for indoctrinating me with the idea of the perfect man, but that is not what this open letter is about. OK, Hypothetically speaking over the years i sort of took advantage of the fact that you were a dog without a bone.

“It is not fit for man to be alone”

I have studied you since your first suckle, when you wrote poems and psalms of my beauty , compared me to celestial bodies and felt that if you had it all you would give it all…and yet I see you stir from one me to another , perhaps in search for completion.

“with intense realization that I was your source of nourishment”

Would it be wrong to say I was made for you. A cliche term that has been uttered in ignorance. If so can I then say have no purpose without you…

to be continued…..

Its a journey worth taking

When you meet a girl for the first time, and you become attracted to her .
You don’t know if she feels the same about you or not.
You don’t know if she is in a relationship or not.
You don’t know if she is even interested in being with someone at the time.

 

With so much doubt and fear speaking to me. Telling me to forget about it. Logic telling me to avoid making a fool of myself. And thoughts projecting the worst outcomes possible.

One of the most awkward moments ever. Brought about by one of the most awkward kisses ever. Giving strength to my already enormous fear.

But because I faced it. (fear)
Today… Almost two years later.
I am able to saunter in the mid cool spring sunny daylight of a Sundays afternoon.

You see… There is a wonder in creation. God’s creation.
And no, Im not directly referring to the plants, the animals or the landscape he fashioned. I’m talking about her. How she has an eye for spotting beauty. How she notices elegance from afar. How a marvel captures her attention. For this reason perhaps is why man will never be considered as beautiful as woman. For indeed it takes one to know one. And her eyes knew and were drawn to beauty. It was as if she lived in a fairy tale…
She stopped us… Praised the splender of it’s beauty. Looked at me for concordance… And….

Today I was takem a picture along side a beauty. Today a I took a picture with a pink flowered TREE on the sidewalk of Merimam Road.
Today I saw my victory over that fear.

So quem vio intende o que digo.
(Only he who saw, understands what I’m saying)

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