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When all is said and done some ish is for the birds...

There is just no way to keep up with the rolling times, if all is good and well then things go up in flames but when it's bad it's good. Ok, so maybe i'm talking gibberrish trying to prove that this apple right here is actually purple instead of green .... urgh.
 why must growing pains be so randomly right and how come the lessons have to come at a priceless price nje?
this is just on some other realness God damn...

The misguiding of our social times is proving that my soul is ancient...
Dear God
Please let me know if this is true cause i swear yesterday feels like this eternal forest i once lived in where all is as it seems. This other daily fuckery is just not right.

We are living in a time where we refuse to recognise nor love our neighbours yet we push the biblical ideologies as if we stay true to them on the real. We have forgotten how to live according to natural laws and to respect life itself. When we love it's conditional, we let the rules govern the feelings instead of being moved by the feelings to rule.

I read a book by one of my favourite writers where in the beginning she quotes Charles Dickens in A Tale of Two Cities :  "It is the worst of times. It is the best of times."  
The book was:

"We Are The Ones We've Been Waiting For by Alice Walker

There is wisdom in written and spoken texts, how we word our statements and texts as well as how well we choose to listen, hear and process that which we receive is what sets us apart, it is also that which leads us not into our own journey of self discovery or rather that which moves us forward in it. How we perceive things dictates that which will be in our world... sometimes we are just unwilling to read or listen because we think we already know.  

Albert Einstein once said: "Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."

visible invisible

sometime i see your souls
even when i dont want to look
I see and feel the darkness in your light
that you don't see
as darkness stepping into light
covered in shadows of dark tremors
gyrating an inch at a time
closer
 to covering the light.
The day sweeps in beckoning
ushering in glory
yet no one hears
the voices scream:
That right there is steeped
In darkness,
it seeks to diminish your light...
Raging seas of battles fought in darkness
saunter,
asking:
who is this that braves to weather the storms
Is that a steady light beaming?
There's a fight brewing
as light continues
 to seek
 to conquer
 to be
brightest
even at the seemingly hopelessness
 of engulfing  darkness
she dares to live,
born,
for this awkward battle
driven by hope in trust
willing,
living,
even at the very edge
of doom
light illuminates love

Stranger than fiction realities

So we have come or are coming full circle.

The Black man runs away from their calling and White people embrace ubungoma or ubugqirha or shamanism... kanti,what kind of new age fuckery is this? No, not that they embrace our Ancient ways but that we seek to be so far from our true intrinsic selves. We proudly call out our clan names yet all  the truths of who we are and what we know is true is cast away...

Kanti thina singobani na?

Please note I found this picture through the web but it made me think and I wanted to share it with you.

silently loud

we are bound

by those things which

the eye can not see

yet the soul feels

beyond the measure

of a sea

walk tall bound by faith

wrapped in love

creating eternity

with euphoric swirls

speak volumes

in leaps of silence

curling up wards

in spirals

fetching tales

of truth

 echoed

through time

inspired by ::Mosaic::

This pic tugged at my heart with its realness and packed a punch thanks to its non- fluff element.
I found it tucked amidst other pictures in a blog I follow by the beautiful Akona Ndungane, she is witty and street smart, sassy and stylish whilst speaking her mind in an ever so graceful manner.

This pic goes back to what truth is: unsolicited by euphemisms

I love how pictures speak volumes but I am still unsure of me as the picture blogging type
but alas I have tried even if the pic' was borrowed. We truly live to learn....
Hopefully I will get better at this...

holidays

So it's about that time of the year where everyone is wishing everyone else a happy new year and we are all either taking stock or organising our new year's resolution lists...
Forgive me but I refuse to partake in rituals that having nothing to do with me. Yes, I have had a relaxed festive season, one where I have chosen to be with fewer energies, well actually the ones that matter have made an uber awesome time of this year"s festive season.

What I have learnt is that I have always known that I am not a pack orientated person so I have therefore lost all interest in things that require an "us" element friendship-wise, please note this excludes the when in a relationship aspect. It is so much easier to create your own happiness rather than to be present in the societal norm that leaves your soul debilitated after a season meant for rest.

The greatest surprise is that my bestest friends are happy whether we have spent time together or not this festive season and that is all that matters, that we are doing things that make us happy.

Euphoria is having old family friends walk through your front door without having announced their passing through, this for me makes me feel like i'm a little girl again and life is simple. Those truly were the best of times. I hope one day my kids, nephews and nieces and friends kids will know what I grew up with. May they  too be raised by a village that works in-cohesion.

I have had a lot of pleasant surprises and I thank the universe for all the love.
Lost a few wonderful people this year yet it was all in God's time so we will either shed a tear or pour some liquor on the ground in their memory, may the ones who have left earth be eternally blessed.

Light and love to all who pass through my writing rants, may the new year bring you peace love and happiness, may all things asked from a good space be answered.

Hopefully in the new year this space will grow and keep up with the times.
 To those travelling may travelling mercies be with you.

Dear Universe
Thank you for the lessons, love and light as well as the moments of utter craziness and zen.
signed:
a daughter of the soil
one who is of you
 P.S. may awareness leave me (us), may we forever strive to be in your element at our best.

amagoduka

aah amagoduka nkosi yam.... Bless the universe for the people who've made it home to bless my space.

Ke Dezemba Boss seems to be on everyone's  tongue lately.... Am I wrong for not being of this space? It feels like just another day of the week until I remember that oh, no actually the yr will end and a new one will begin ok, oh, well...

Happiness is not materialistic, it's not partying until the sun comes up even though that is fun sometimes, it's not about crowds nor is it travelling in packs to do stuff deemed fun...
Happiness is being, it's finding comfort in your own skin whether you're alone or in a group.... It's being surrounded by love in it's pureness and simply being aware of self and surroundings.

My Family is awesomeness from the blood relatives to the ones I've acquired through friendships or merely just bumped into in this life. The lessons are plenty.

On lessons I've noted Talib Kweli using the #lessonsfrom2011  and Lee Kasumba #thingsilearnt so we all get a little introspective around this time of the year...

 We have been places and have learnt from eye opening experiences. We are breathing in anticipation for the new year, some of us trying to play safe and not make plans that will change with a hat trick blink of an eye... WE ARE GROWN WHETHER WE LIKE IT OR NOT(as told by the aproaching year)!!!!!!!!


May the New year bring with it even more love and light, Zen filled moments covered in euphoric bliss!!!!
May we all be blessed with good health, wealth as well as spiritual tranquillity in our growth, may our minds be open to enlightenment. May our third eyes be open, may ourselves flourish and grow from seeds to ever lasting trees...


Bless you children of the soil.


a home is not a home without the warmth of those that inhabit it. 
May travelling mercies be with all those travelling throughout the silly season.