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Rise Beyond Today, Lagos (2025)

21/06/2025

Burn to Begin Again

There was once a woman who felt her world collapse career gone, heart broken, hope fading. She tried to rebuild, but nothing held. Everything she once stood on was ashes.

Until one day, walking alone in a quiet moment, she whispered,
“What if I’m not meant to rebuild? What if I’m meant to begin… entirely new?”

That night, she wrote three words:
“Burn. Bloom. Become.”
She stopped clinging to the past.
She let the fire take what no longer served her
and from the ashes, a version of her was born that she never knew existed.

Not a victim of the fire…
But a phoenix shaped by it

🔥 Sometimes life doesn’t destroy you it clears space.
Not to go back, but to become who you were always meant to be.
Let it burn. Then rise.
Burn. Bloom. Become

15/06/2025

The Mountain Within 🏔️

There once was a climber who faced a brutal, icy peak. Every step was pain. Every breath felt like a battle. Others had turned back but he kept going.

Not because he was the strongest, but because he knew: the summit wasn’t just up there… it was inside him.

Every fall taught him balance.
Every storm shaped his resolve.
And every dark night taught him how to find light within.

He didn’t just conquer the mountain he became it

You were never meant to stay in the valley. You were built to rise again and again until the climb becomes part of you. ⛰️

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14/06/2025

The Broken Vase

There was once a beautiful vase, handcrafted and painted with love. One day, it fell shattered into dozens of sharp, uneven pieces.
Most thought it was useless now. But one artist saw potential.

He didn’t just glue it back together. He filled each crack with gold.

When people saw it again, they didn’t see a broken vase. They saw art.
Stronger. More beautiful. More real.

You are that vase. What broke you can become what builds you

You are not broken you’re becoming. And sometimes, the cracks are where your true beauty shines through.
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13/06/2025

The Bird with the Broken Wing

In the corner of a noisy, trash-strewn city street, a boy found a small bird flapping helplessly. Its wing was broken, and other birds flew freely above but this one couldn’t.

The boy picked it up gently. Every day, he brought it food, kept it warm in a small box, and whispered, You’ll fly again.

Weeks passed. The bird’s wing healed slowly unevenly but it learned to flap again. One morning, the boy opened the box.

The bird didn’t fly away. It perched on his hand, looked him in the eye then soared upward.

Not perfectly. Not fast. But it flew.

🕊️ Because rising isn’t about how high it’s about refusing to stay down

It had every reason to give up.
But it chose to rise instead.

You don’t need perfect wings to take flight.
Just courage to try again.

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12/06/2025

The Sky Wasn’t Always Blue

There was a time when the sky was nothing but gray.

No sun. No stars. Just silence.

But even in that silence, something stirred a quiet promise that storms don’t last forever. That above the clouds, the sky never stopped being blue.

One day, light found its way back. Not all at once, but in soft glimmers. And with it came growth. Strength. Hope.

You didn’t give up. You rose.

And now, your story isn’t about the darkness.
It’s about the light that came after

“Your past may explain you, but it does not define you.
The light you carry now? That’s your power.” ✨💫

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11/06/2025

“From Grace to Grass” 🌅

He once sat on a throne admired, applauded, unstoppable.

But pride crept in quietly.
He stopped listening. Stopped learning. Forgot where he came from.

Then life did what life does to the arrogant it humbled him.

His throne crumbled. His riches faded. His name was forgotten.

And one morning, alone and broken, he sat on the grass where his palace once stood. No gold. No crowd. Just silence… and the sound of his own breath.

But that was the beginning not the end.

On that grass, he learned the value of listening.
Of patience. Of failure. Of humility.
He didn’t rise back to the same throne.
He rose higher this time, not on gold, but on grace.

🌿 Sometimes we fall not to be destroyed .but to be rebuilt. Stronger. Wiser. Quieter.
The fall teaches what the crown never could.

💬 Have you ever fallen and come back stronger?
Drop a 💔 if you’ve known that fall and a 🌱 if you’re on your rise.

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10/06/2025

The Day You Don’t Give Up ✨

There will be a day when everything inside you whispers,
“Stop. It’s too heavy. You’re too tired. It’s not worth it.”

And no one will be there to cheer you on.
No spotlight. No applause. Just silence.

But you’ll keep going anyway.
You’ll rise with trembling hands, heavy eyes, and a quiet heart.
And that day
The one where no one sees you win…
Will become the day that changes everything.

Because strength isn’t loud.
It’s built in silence.

💬 The deepest victories don’t happen when the world is watching.
They happen in the moments you refuse to quit when no one is clapping, and you choose to rise anyway.

If today is hard… keep going.
Your story isn’t over. It’s just beginning. 🕊️

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09/06/2025

She Was About to Quit… Then This Happened.”

Three years ago, Maya sat in a dark room, staring at rejection email #42.
She had given everything time, effort, hope but nothing was working.
She was about to delete her portfolio and walk away from her dreams.

Then her phone buzzed.

It was a message from a stranger:
“Your work inspired me to keep going. Please don’t stop creating.”

That one message became a spark.
Maya gave herself one more chance.
One more project.
One more step.

Today, that “failed” artist is designing for international brands and mentoring others who feel lost just like she once did

Sometimes, your breakthrough is one step beyond your breaking point.
Don’t quit now the future you is counting on you to rise beyond today

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08/06/2025

🌅 The Edge of Becoming 🌅

Everyone told Maya to wait.
“Wait until you’re stronger.”
“Wait until you’re ready.”
“Wait until the fear goes away.”

But the truth was fear never truly left. It only changed its shape. Some days it whispered. Some days it roared. But it was always there.

One morning, she woke before the sun. The sky was still asleep, but something in her had already risen. She climbed to the top of a cliff where the earth met the sky, stood at the edge, and let the cold air fill her lungs.

The sun peeked over the horizon, painting the clouds in fire and gold. And in that moment, she didn’t feel small. She didn’t feel lost. She felt powerful not because she had no fear, but because she stood anyway.

That’s how change begins.
Not when fear disappears
But when courage dares to rise today.

📖 You don’t need to be ready. You just need to begin. The sunrise always meets those who rise with it.

07/06/2025

There was once a young man who found an old wooden ladder behind his house. It was broken, its rungs worn and splintered, but he needed to climb to the rooftop to fix a leak. He had no other tools. No one to call.

So, he began to fix it one rung at a time. Slowly. Some days he only managed a single nail. Some days he wanted to throw the whole thing away.

But he kept going.

Weeks later, he finally climbed it. Step by step, barefoot and shaky, but smiling.

When he reached the top, he didn’t just see the roof.
He saw the whole sky.

And that’s when he realized:
It was never just about the climb.
It was about who he became while fixing the way up

Sometimes life hands us broken tools, shaky steps, or no clear path at all.
But growth isn’t found in perfect conditions it’s found in the courage to keep building,
even when everything feels slow, messy, or uncertain.

One step. One effort. One day at a time.
And one day… you’ll look up and realize you didn’t just climb.
You became the person who could.

06/06/2025

🌅 “The Man Who Carried Stones” A Story About Quiet Strength 🌅

No one ever paid much attention to the old man by the river.

Every morning, just after sunrise, he’d walk slowly along the riverbank, pick up a heavy stone, and carry it to the top of the nearby hill. He’d place it gently, sit beside it for a while, then leave without a word.

People watched. Some laughed. Some whispered.

“What’s the point?”
“He’s wasting his time.”
“Just an old man with nothing better to do.”

But still, every day rain or shine he carried a stone.

Years passed.

One day, a young boy, curious and bold, followed him up the hill. As the old man placed another stone on the growing pile, the boy asked:

“Why do you do this every day? Doesn’t it hurt your back?”

The old man looked at the boy and smiled, not with sadness, but with peace.

“When I was your age, life crushed me,” he said. “I lost my wife. My son stopped speaking to me. I had nothing but pain in my chest and silence in my home. I didn’t know how to survive the days.”

He paused, patting the stone gently.

“So I gave my pain a weight. And every morning, I carried it. Slowly. Steadily. Until it hurt a little less. This hill… it holds my healing now.”

The boy looked at the pile not just of stones, but of stories.

The next morning, there were two people carrying stones to the hill.

And a week later, there were five.

No signs. No hashtags. No loud messages.

Just people… quietly healing, slowly rising

Not all healing looks like motivation. Sometimes it looks like carrying one heavy thing… a little further each day. If you’re carrying something too, keep going. One step at a time.

05/06/2025

🦈Every day, an old woman carried two clay pots to fetch water.
One was perfect.
The other had a crack, leaking water all the way home.

The cracked pot felt ashamed.

One day, it said,
“I’m sorry I’m not whole. I’ve failed you.”

The woman smiled and said,
“Look at the path we walk.”

On the cracked pot’s side, flowers bloomed.
She had planted seeds 🤭and the pot had unknowingly watered them every day.

🌱 “Your flaw gave life to beauty.

💬 What if your broken parts are growing someone else’s hope?
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