BlackBird

...Sometimes it is the change that I fight the most yet it is the change that I need the most. Well sometimes that change which I fear to lose is that which I would benefit from letting go. It is difficult to identify clarity with emotionally misted lenses. Responding to the past in the present can stagnate one's future. Let go and breathe Gabisile, keep calm and breathe, I tell myself...

I remember back in High School I wrote a speech about the fear of failure. I remember how I said failure is good for you. How you may ask.? Because I kinda think it gives you a second chance, and a 3rd chance, and a 4th chance and many chances after that to be able to right your wrongs. Everybody deserve chances, no matter how many they may be. Failure is worth another try, nothing is as painful as the "what if's", the "if only's", and the "should have's", I don't want to live in that world where I wonder and roam in futile thoughts of what could have been. Failure is good, its good for you, its good for me And guess what? Its good for all of us. So you just get up, dust yourself up, and for what you may ask? Well because you have unlimted tries Try, try and try again till you get it right. As I text this I got to Rosebank College at 2013 and have failed 2 modules so far, yet stayed home because of financial problems, I'm tryin...

I am a woman.  This does not mean that I am a mere trophy, an outsourced breeder of babies, a breathing spatula to toss your eggs. I am first my Mother's daughter and I am definitely more than what has been spoken of me!  So I ask you brother that you hear me out. I am a dreamer, helper, nurturer, inventor and an individual. I am not a piece of meat or a skirt out on the street. I am not just a set of flamboyant legs or a pretty face.  Don’t limit me to a mere fantasy or a test drive for your hormones.  Listen brother I am a woman… my Father’s daughter. I love to be loved but I do not want to be treated like loving me is a favor. Love me like I’m that gift. Unwrap me with kindness because listen brother I am my Mother’s daughter. I ask that you be my cover, my brother, do not exploit my purity for your own lusts or gain.  Honor me. Listen brother I am my mother’s daughter. Treat me like you would your blood sister. Hold me like a tender rose and look...

What makes me weak? My fears. What makes me whole? My religion.  What keeps me standing? My faith.  What makes me compassionate? My selflessness .What makes me ho nest? My integrity.  What sustains my mind? My quest for knowledge. What teaches me my head high? My pride, not arrogance.  What if I cannot go on? Not an option to me.  What makes me victorious? My courage to climb. What makes me competent. My confidence.  What makes me sensual? My insatiable essence. What makes me beautiful? My everything.  What makes me a woman? My heart. Who says i need love? I decide. What empowers me? My spirit.  Who am i? I AM A PROUD STRONG AFRICAN WOMAN!

29 May 2017 I’m just one of many souls born within this world  looking for that common definition;  that common definition called a  purpose. As long as the sun continues to pierce  through the window blinds and the birds continue to chirp by the window side, as long as  I’m able to wake and breathe. I will continue to look forward and  mentally prepare myself for what each day has to  bring and try to search this world far and wide  until I discover or uncover my purpose and find;  well that is pretty much ideal place for me. 😊

Wait, can we talk about why it's such a phenomenon for a woman to not have makeup on. Because we hate ourselves so much that we kiss our pillows with foundation on and drawn eyebrows, waterproof mascaras, so that waking up doesn't turn into a nightmare, right? As a woman who walks out the house and walks out in those streets without makeup more often than not I appreciate those days when I beat my brows so good that fleeking has nothing on me. I see a lot of girls without makeup on a daily basis, whether I'm on my way to work or school but I don't bow down to each one in awe of her bravely because oh, the rest of them with mascaras on, hate the genetic result they found in the mirror that morning. But hey No, it's not either hating nor judging the need for makeup, or what so ever. Some believe that most women these days define themselves through makeup, but hey there's no such because yes I think that every women can be whoever they want to be and ho...