57 Days to the end of 2013

Before we know it 2013 will be bidding us farewell. Looking back what are your proudest moments? What are the things you have done to better your life? Did you bring joy to the people around you? Did you achieve all you hoped to achieve? The goals you set? Did you even get to starting them off?

If not there is still time to make it happen, there are few things I honestly would have done differently, but what's done is done so all I can do is make the best of the remainder of this year...

Summer loving

After a long week of rain grey skies and chilly weather the sun is shining again. Now it feels like summer. Some of the things I love about summer is the food, shesh food fruits, veggies, greens and cooling beverages. I would like to share my current favourite salad. Its called "Chef's Salad"...

You will Need:

Salad Greens (mixed lettuce leaves), Mixed Peppers (green, red and yellow), Onions, Cucumber, Tomatoes, feta cheese, 1/2 chicken breast (cut into strips seasoned with: Thyme, Paprika, black pepper, Chicken spice), Olive Oil, Ham Parsely for garnish.

Take the rinsed salad greens to form a base, add all other vegatables, feta cheese and ham. On a frying pan with the olive oil fry the chicken until it is brown, Chicken must be tender and thourouly cooked, let it cool down, add it to salad, garnish with parsely and serve with you choice of salad dressing.

Meet Theodorah

This is Theodorah Refiloe Mokoena, better know as "Theo". Shes my little sister a spark in my life that can sometimes be a pain in places I can not mention. The things she loves in life is food (not necessarily good food, lol), pictures, shoes, clothes, a good time and people. She lives to take photos, of herself of cause.

Another Pose on the street...

Easy Friday in the office.

In the streets of Nelspruit that she so thinks she owns, with an edgy hair style that she just looks oh so fab...lol I love ma lil sis to bits

Embracing my growth

October is my absolute favourite month of the year because it is my birth month.  Every year after my birthday I celebrate the beginning of a new year in my life. Before that I do some soul searching, look at what I have achieved and areas where I really did not do so well. This year I learned something that I thought I always knew, the fact that in life we go through hardships and difficulties to be made better people. I recently found the deeper wisdom in that, this wisdom came with the revelation from the Word of God in Jeremiah 1:5 “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart ...” Even before I was conceived God already had set me apart having chosen which way I would go, all the things I would go through, even though sometimes I would go out of the route or way, He Knew where I would end up. He knew my ultimate destination and knew what kind of pruning and grooming I would need to go through, for me this is assurance that hardships are not meant to break me but meant to bend me, heartbreak(s) is there so I can be able to love genuinely and not hurt those that deserve love. I have no regrets, I have no “if only’s”, I have only lessons learnt that makes me who I am today. As I grow older I accept that I am work in progress and am perfect in my imperfections, I would not change the path I have travelled for nothing. I embrace growth coz it comes with so much more and best of all is the fact that this is how my Creator planned it to be.

For my tsala Gugu

When life gets so busy that you even forget to say “Happy Birthday” to a dear friend, maybe it’s time to slow down take a deep breathe and reprioritise.  My dear and lovely friend Nomagugu Cele celebrated her birthday on the 28^th of September and it totally slipped my mind only to remember a week later. I hope you had a fabulous birthday my Tsala and that not only have you grown in statue but also in wisdom. The word of God says that the begging of wisdom is the fear of the Lord. Fear the Lord but know Him and remember that He is the Giver of life. I pray for abundance, joy, wisdom and love in your life

What is the fuss about?

I do not understand people that fear change or just do not like it. Change is one thing that is inevitable and has to be embraced with the greatest acceptance. Even if we do not do so change still takes place...we are born and are dependent on our parents for everything, we grown and learn to do things on our own, we grow much older and choose to do things the way we best know how, as we still grown we search for advice, council and answers in order to be able to deal with more of the changes we will still encounter. All this seems so natural until you go in depth looking at the fact that if we were not accepting of change we would remain clueless, dependent beings. So why fear the change you know of if you do not fear the unknown change that just happens?

Am I not my hair???

I love India.Arie’s song “I am not my hair” it speaks about how we cannot or should not be judging others because of how they carry the hair on our heads....As black ladies we get to choose how we want our hair, you can have it long this week then short next week and longer the folowing week. We braid, bond, cut, relax and colour our hair. Though recently I started questioning this, should we really not worry about what is perceived as beautiful hair? Or should we? As a mom to a young baby girl I want to raise her to love and accept herself as she is, this is including her nappy headed hair! Just last week I received a very disturbing e-mail with even disturbing pictures of what the weave is doing to our black sisters’ hairline. I myself am a recovering victim of a receding hair line because of mainly having the weave on for most of the time. What happens is that your hair is braided and tightly pulled back then the weave or hairpiece is sewed onto your hair so that it can sit tightly and look almost natural. Otherwise glue is used to stick it on for the longer beautifully, sometimes curly luscious hair. This comes at a price, a costly price which is your hairline. This is almost if not totally a chronic disease that cannot be cured or reversed.

Now do we want our little black girls to think that beautiful hair is bonded or weaved in Indian Remy or Brazilian hair? Are we saying our locked curly natural hair is not good or beautiful enough? Beginning of this year I walked into a hair salon and asked the hairdresser to cut my chemically relaxed bob cut hair to a brush cut. His question was “who made u upset?”  My response was no one I need to see my natural hair. I did not remember the last time I had my hair grow naturally without any chemicals so that is what I wanted. Walking out of that salon was so liberating felt like I was just born. Now I’m not say all this cause I am team “Au Naturelle” these days... most people that know me will tell you I’m the weave queen. Just that I feel we need to give our hair a break now and again, let it grow and show us what God had in His mind when He created us. Most of all give our baby girls the choice to wisely choose to go natural if they want to...