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A new week is like a blank page, waiting for your words, your ideas, and your creativity to bring it to life. ✍️At Oiza ...
25/08/2025

A new week is like a blank page, waiting for your words, your ideas, and your creativity to bring it to life. ✍️

At Oiza Institute of Creative Writers, we believe every thought is a seed of possibility, and every story can inspire the world.

This week, may your creativity flow freely, your goals align beautifully, and your journey be as inspiring as the stories you create. 📖

Stay inspired. Stay creative. Keep writing your greatness.

With love,
Oiza Institute of Creative Writers



That fateful night lingered as the longest, darkest, and coldest experience she had ever endured. Reclining in bed, engu...
21/08/2025

That fateful night lingered as the longest, darkest, and coldest experience she had ever endured. Reclining in bed, engulfed by misery and regret, she acknowledged her role as the persistent issue in the marriage.

Consistently displaying disdain and resentment towards Collins, she frequently drew comparisons to her ex during arguments.

However, it wasn't until their final dispute that she realized the extent of her actions.

"Cassie, I can no longer tolerate this. Your arrogance, stubbornness, and bitterness have become unbearable.
Despite my efforts, you persist in creating unnecessary obstacles,"Collins declared.

Her heart skipped a beat as the weight of reality settled in once more.

"What do you mean, Collins?"she inquired.
"I require space from you before I am driven to an irreversible act born of desperation. Please refrain from seeking me out,"he concluded with unwavering finality.

She watched in horror as he gathered a few belongings and departed from their shared abode..

Let's confront the truth - we have all endured pain in the past, and it's effortless to allow that pain to consume us. Yet, when we permit our past suffering to define us, we risk mirroring the same hurt onto others. This is when bitterness takes root.

Nevertheless, today presents itself as an opportunity for renewal!

A splendid day to opt for healing over lingering wounds. Let us embrace the notion of shedding emotional baggage and cherishing the significant individuals in our lives.

Remember, the path to healing is a continuous journey, not a fixed endpoint. It commences with that initial stride towards forgiveness and self-compassion.

Do not permit past grievances to overshadow the beauty of today. Embrace healing, embrace love, and embrace the value of those surrounding you.

Till I come your way again 😁


09/08/2025

Dare to write that book in your mind Cos if you don't, someone else will.
Good morning Tribe 🌻🌄

Start — not because it feels convenient.Start even when you're not so sure.Start even when all the tools you need aren't...
06/08/2025

Start — not because it feels convenient.
Start even when you're not so sure.
Start even when all the tools you need aren't available yet.
Start even when no one's cheering.
Start small, if need be.
Start now — it's not too late yet.
Just start. You will see the results eventually.

Happy Wednesday! 😄

"Abadie mama," I giggled with Okon's mum on the phone. Love really does make you do the unthinkable; climb the highest m...
04/08/2025

"Abadie mama," I giggled with Okon's mum on the phone. Love really does make you do the unthinkable; climb the highest mountains and dive into the deepest seas.

Who would have imagined that an Igbira lady like me would fall head over heels for this Akwa Ibom prince charming? 🤭

Since the very beginning of this relationship, I’ve poured myself into learning his language, from chit-chat with Mama Emem, the fried groundnut seller at the junction, to late-night searches with my AI buddy, ChatGPT.

What once sounded like gibberish to me now rings like sweet music in my ears.

But here's the thing, the joy of loving one man so deeply has unlocked something greater in me, an awareness I never quite paid attention to before.

Mama enjoys correcting my failed attempts, and each correction only fuels me to try harder.

Okon stays speechless, watching how fast I’m picking it up. I guess you could say I’m becoming a finished lady 😂

But pause for a moment and imagine this kind of love... directed toward God.

What if we loved God with the same fire, the same effort, the same eagerness to understand His "language"? What if we found joy even in the corrections, knowing they were shaping us? Imagine being so in love with God that you're willing to go all out just to please Him, learn His ways, and grow deeper with Him daily.

True love makes us blossom, like petals kissed by the morning dew. And loving God? That’s the kind of love that transforms everything.
Maryam O. Isiakaka


Happy New Month! 📚Welcome to August☺️A fresh page, a new chapter, and another chance to grow, write, and rise.Whether yo...
01/08/2025

Happy New Month! 📚

Welcome to August☺️
A fresh page, a new chapter, and another chance to grow, write, and rise.

Whether you're here for coaching, content, or clarity, this month, we’re committed to helping you unlock your voice, sharpen your vision, and step boldly into your purpose. 💡🖋️

Let’s create, evolve, and win together.

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