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April 2, 2026

Introduction to my new upcoming book

Something has been sitting quietly in my mind for a long time.

Not an idea…
Not just a title…
But a feeling I couldn’t ignore.

It began with a simple, uncomfortable realization:
I am not in everyone’s good books.

At first, it didn’t feel empowering.
It felt heavy.
Like I had failed at something I didn’t fully understand.

Have you ever felt that?

Like no matter how much you adjust, explain, or soften yourself…
it’s still not enough for some people?

I remember moments where I replayed conversations in my head,
wondering if I should have said less… or more… or nothing at all.

Moments where I questioned myself,
not because I was wrong—
but because I wasn’t accepted.

And somewhere in that quiet questioning,
I lost pieces of myself.

But then… something shifted.

Not all at once.
Not dramatically.
Just a small thought that refused to leave:

What if I don’t need to be in their good books?

What if being misunderstood is not failure… but freedom?

That thought became a seed.
And that seed is now becoming a book.

📖 I Am Not in Your Good Books

This is not a negative story.
It’s not about proving people wrong.
It’s not about shutting the world out.

It’s about something deeper—
learning to stand with yourself
even when others don’t.

It’s about self-worth that doesn’t need approval.
Growth that happens quietly.
And the courage to keep going
even when no one is clapping.

But here’s the thing…

I don’t want this to be just my book.

I want it to be ours.

So let me ask you:

✨ Have you ever felt like you’re not understood by people around you?
✨ Do you struggle with wanting to be liked by everyone?
✨ What does self-worth mean to you—without validation from others?
✨ What kind of stories or moments would you want to read in a book like this?

I would truly love your thoughts.

Your experiences.
Your struggles.
Even your doubts.

Because the more real this book is,
the more it can connect, heal, and inspire.

If you have suggestions—
themes, situations, reflections—
drop them below or share them with me.

Let’s build something meaningful together.

Because maybe…
not being in everyone’s good books
is exactly where our real story begins.

— Zee
(Pen by Zee)

January 25, 2026

Where the Quiet Learns Your Name

Before we rush to interpret what the heart is feeling,
it helps to pause and listen to how it moves.

This poem sits in that pause.
Not as an answer, but as awareness—
a moment between thoughts where the heart steadies itself
and remembers its own rhythm.

Where the Quiet Learns Your Name follows What Still Remains
as a continuation of presence rather than memory.
It invites you to slow down,
to notice what arises when nothing is forced,
and to meet yourself where you already are.

Read it gently.
Let it arrive before you analyze it.

Where the Quiet Learns Your Name

After all the leaving,
after the echo has packed its bags,
there is a pause that does not ask to be filled.
Sit there.
That is where you begin again.

The mind loosens its grip on yesterday
not forgetting,
but no longer kneeling before its weight.
Thoughts pass like weather through an open window,
noticed,
never detained.

You learn the difference between noise and knowing.
Between the voice that rushes
and the one that waits.
Stillness, you discover,
is not empty
it is attentive.

Here, the breath becomes a compass.
In, you arrive.
Out, you release the need to arrive anywhere else.
Each moment folds into the next
without argument,
without rehearsal.

You stop asking who you were.
You stop bargaining with who you might be.
The self, unarmored,
stands exactly where the ground has always held it
quietly supported,
quietly whole.

Nothing is missing.
Nothing is chased.
Awareness rests like a hand on the heart,
not to claim it,
only to remind it
that it is alive.

And in this meeting
without past, without promise
you realize:
what still remains
has learned how to stay.

My Reflection

Stillness rarely announces itself.
It shows up quietly
in the breath we almost miss,
in the space where we stop trying to become
and simply allow ourselves to be.

If something in this poem resonated,
sit with it for a moment.
Not to name it,
but to feel how awareness settles
when we give it room.

A Gentle Note Beyond the Poem

Much of my work, whether through Zee Corner, Jazeez Online, or even my personal 2000 push-up challenge, comes from this same place of intention:
showing up with presence, discipline, and care,
both inwardly and outwardly.

Each project, in its own way, is an extension of mindfulness in motion—
how we live, how we give back,
and how small, consistent acts shape something larger over time.

Thank you for reading,
and for sharing this quiet moment with me.

“Here are a few objects that support intentional living.” These are carefully curated products that allows the body and mind to calm. Reducing stress, a reminder for self care and self love and give honor to the me time

Set of white ceramic containers on an orange background

Most days do not announce themselves as heavy

A quiet reflection on everyday weight, rest, and the small comforts that help us return to ourselves.
They begin like any other—
with obligations, small hopes,
and the quiet promise that we will manage.

The things we carry home

By the time the day loosens its grip,
we are heavier than we were this morning.
Not from work alone,
but from words we swallowed,
expectations we wore politely,
and hopes we kept folded in our pockets.

We carry unfinished conversations,
the ache of trying to do right,
the quiet fear of not doing enough.
Some days, even joy feels delicate—
something to protect on the way back.

Home, then, is not an address.
It is a pause.
A place where the shoulders drop,
where hands remember warmth,
where the noise of the world
learns to speak softly.

I have learned that small things matter—
a cup that waits without judgement,
a corner that holds stillness,
a moment set aside just to breathe.
These are not luxuries;
they are how we return to ourselves.

If I choose carefully what I bring into my space,
it is because life is already heavy.
What surrounds us should help us rest,
not remind us of what we owe.

Tonight, like many others,
I place the day down gently—
not because it was easy,
but because I deserve peace
after carrying it.

Written in the pauses of everyday life,
where small comforts matter
and mindful choices still believe in kindness.

Pen by Zee

I write often about everyday weight because I live it too.
Creating spaces that feel calmer, warmer, and more intentional has helped me slow down and breathe again. That philosophy carries beyond words — into the things I choose to surround myself with and the work I’m building through Jazeez Online and Zee Corner.

They’re not just stores to me, but extensions of this same belief: that what we bring into our lives should support us, not add to the noise.

Thoughtful spaces, by Zee Corner.

Living mindfully — with Jazeez

I write because life speaks softly,

and too often, we are taught not to listen.

I write for the ordinary moments we overlook—

the tired mornings, the heavy evenings,

the quiet victories no one applauds

and the silent battles no one sees.

December 12, 2025December 22, 2025

My Commitment to Mental Health — And Why I’m Taking On the 2,000 Push-Up Challenge

Available only in New Zealand at the moment.

Cute planter pot available at Jazeez Store, $1 contribution will go to Mental Health NZ

“ Take Me Home 🌼”

Mental health isn’t just a topic we talk about when things fall apart — it’s something we nurture every single day. Over the years, I’ve learned that strength isn’t just measured in muscles or milestones… it’s measured in moments. Moments when we choose to show up for ourselves, and moments when we show up for others.

That’s why I’ve decided to take on a personal challenge:
2,000 push-ups in support of mental health.

Yes — 2,000.

Not for fitness.
Not for competition.
But for awareness, support, and conversation.

Why This Challenge Matters to Me

Mental health struggles are often silent, hidden behind smiles or busy routines. Many people fight battles no one sees. I want to use this challenge to spark conversations, break stigma, and remind anyone reading this that asking for help is a sign of strength, not weakness.

Every push-up is a reminder of the importance of resilience — both physical and emotional.

Join Me on This Journey

You don’t have to do 2,000 push-ups.
You don’t even have to do 20.

You can join me by:

Doing your own mini challenge
Sharing your mental health story (if you feel comfortable)
Encouraging someone who might be struggling
Or simply cheering from the sidelines

Your presence alone makes a difference.

Let’s Build a Community of Courage

I’d love for you to comment, share your thoughts, or even tell me what challenge you want to take on for your own wellbeing.
Like this post if it resonates, and please share it — you might reach someone who needs this reminder today.

If you’d like to support my push-up challenge for mental health, here’s the link:
👉 https://www.thepushupchallenge.co.nz/fundraiser/zoebali/the-push-up-challenge

Together, let’s raise awareness.
Let’s raise each other.
And yes — let’s raise the bar on how we talk about mental health. Alternatively below is the QR code for the fundraiser.

Dreams, Interpretation and Spirituality

First part of my life 0 to 35-36 Years of Age a walk through my life’s journey and the dreams I saw what it could mean and possible interpretations.

The world of dreams is fascinating, exciting and mysterious, is also scary at times. While some people hardly dream and some dream occasionally and others very often.

Dreams are a medium of self realization and making necessary changes, only if the person dreaming can remember some or all of their dreams. It also tells the person about state of his mind. What that person might be thinking of or worried about. It can sometimes allow a person to pro actively act upon their present, past or future issues on hand depending on weather the issue is still valid or is going to be valid in near or distant future.

Here, I will write my dreams, their partial remembrance and any known or hidden meaning that can be easily established. As for my older dreams I can only draw a rough timeline and for my most current dreams I can validate it with more accurate or close timeline. As far as I understand I used to get dreams from my very early teens and twenties. Most of those are not remembered by me however, there was one dream that was almost recurring and had a very strong message or interpretation. I will talk about that dream in my next coming post.

What are your thoughts about dreams, do you dream a lot? do you remember them at all? How do yo u interpret your dreams? Do you like to self interpret or ask someone who has some knowledge about dreams? What do you do to feel better or understand your dreams? Comment, like and share your thoughts.

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Introduction to my new upcoming book

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