What I Learnt Today about Growth…

Today I’m reminded once again that;

Learning happens one day at a time. Winning ideas spring up one moment at a time. Wisdom is ignited one conversation at a time. Legacies are created one experience at a time. Change happens one person at a time.

Perseverance, patience and openness to adventure are sure ways to acquire and achieve that which we seek.

What’s in our minds, hearts and soul is hidden from the earth if we dare not take a step towards adventure and bring it to life through conversations, affection and actions.

Take that adventurous step forward.

It’s worth living.

It may be a great story to tell too one day😜

Dreams come true! My FIRST EVER sewing machine just got DELIVERED! ❀

I had to document this day! My FIRST EVER sewing machine got delivered! And I got a phone call from NEW YORK!

Dreams come true! My FIRST EVER sewing machine just got DELIVERED! ❀

4 months in Mount Fletcher, what have I been up to?

I decided to relocate and this is a brief account of the first four months back home. https://www.instagram.com/tv/CLZMAphjo67/?igshid=1kih23qwt2bmf

I want to learn to…

  1. Run a professional design company.
  2. Say No when I feel it is No.
  3. Accept others and not want them to change.
  4. Stop pushing my kids too hard.
  5. Spend more time nurturing my teenage son.
  6. Grow my own food in my own land.
  7. Appreciate the life I have instead of always working towards or wishing for a better one.
  8. Help other people without damaging myself.
  9. Deal with my demons without relapsing to worse ones.
  10. Speak and act in a calm manner instead of anger and rush.

Nomna Academy… Say WHAT?

Four months ago I signed for an “UNLEASH my GENIUS” program with Lauren Dallas. I was skeptical, not sure what this genius I am signing up to unleash looks like. I didn’t know what would come out of it. I just felt an urge to do it and had the money to pay for it.

Fast forward and here I am with an online school, with MY name on it!

How?

In this era of online experts and coaches, various opportunities being presented by the technological evolution, I discovered that there are platforms that can help me advance what I have been doing for organisations in the last 13 years and more to benefit my community.

This morning I also discovered that I need not create each and every learning and growth material on my own, because many others have invested time, effort and heart into open source learning material that we can share and make the world a better place for all.

I come from the rural outskirts of Eastern Cape, Mount Fletcher.

There are no learning institutions that can equip the youth with the right skills, knowledge and opportunities to grab life with both hands and become confident contributors to the world including their immediate community.

There are many communities and areas like these in Africa at large where access to higher education, personal development, learning and growth means that you have to pack up your bags, venture into unknown worlds in the cities to seek greener pastures.

There are conditions to this, such as, is your family able to support you financially, emotionally and otherwise on that quest to seek greener pastures and bright successful future?

Some of these trips never end up with positive results, some who dare venture out ending up living on the streets with no food to eat, resorting to crimes and drugs just to escape the grime reality of city life they find themselves faced with.

I am one of those lucky few that had all the opportunities to succeed. I mean, I could pick and choose what I want to do with my life without a worry.

The only thing I needed to ensure was that I do well in school because education was my only way out of the rural small town into the big cities and all that they bring.

There are many who do not have this opportunity, mainly because a majority of the communities in these rural towns rely on government grants to survive. Higher education beyond government high school, Further Education and Training colleges becomes a distant dream likely impossible to reach.

All I can say now is, I have never been more motivated nor aligned to God’s purpose like I do now. When this journey started I had no idea I would end up here.

So, to you reader, that has taken the time to read here, your silent prayer of support and strength is what will fuel this spirit forward.

THIS IS TO THE FUTURE AFRICAN GENERATIONS AND BEYOND.

Ncumisa Nomna Academy, may you be a success and deliver what God has intended with the seed He planted in MY genius.

I continue to UNLOCK IT towards Go-LIVE.

I have been part of so many Go-lives in my career, this one is the ULTIMATE!!!!

Welcome

Hey there,

I am Ncumisa Nomna Mbusi, welcome to my world of thoughts


I love dreaming about all things possible in life, also overthinking problems and solutions to a myriad things in life.

I am an intuitive change coach with my heart on the sleeve, opening up my heart to air experiences and documenting these vivid imaginations, experiences and journeys through writing.

My journey is riddled with highs and lows, bests and worsts. This blog is made up of my authentic stories of showing up in the world, putting myself out there and living my best life.

It also features those who cross my path and pepper it with inspiration, wisdom, growth, friendship and love. I continue to write in this blog because I have found writing to be therapeutic to my mind that’s always on serious over-drive, thus freeing my soul to live a positive life, spiritually inclined to my core soul purpose.

I am sharing those writings with the world because
 Why not? Maybe, just maybe, someone may resonate and get inspired, healed, motivated and understood. Or even just know that we are not alone in this world
 perhaps positively change someone’s perspective on their reality.

Why? Because, positivity can be a cure to the world’s ills and problems
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Happy gazing!!!

Black Tax

Some say it’s black tax. I call it Voluntary Social Investment  (VSI).

I call it an investment into the future of black child. Into my own blood that runs through my veins. The same blood that contributed into making me who I am. The same blood that made my wildest dreams come true.

Why is it tax? Was it not investment when it was someone’s turn to pay it for me?

I grew up curious and secretly meddled up in my parents, aunts and their friends’ business.

Camping in my parent’s bedroom when they leave the house was my favourite pastime. I’d roam through drawers, read their payslips and bank statements; try to understand their many insurance policies and what they mean, how they work. sometimes one would also listen to their conversations about their challenges and their future plans (what does an ear do when its idle? It listens).

I learnt a lot in this time. I got to know what it took for everything to be so beautiful and rosy. I was privy to the tensions of needing to get things done and the universe saying NO. I overheard mom’s conversations with her friends trying to support each other, figuring out how to change the story from one of abject poverty to one of bright positive change.

They did great, here we are, living proof! Those Mashonisa journeys and endless stokvel deals of who is doing what for whom have paid off. Most of my parents’ circles and families have had opportunities to change the story from one of lack and poverty to one of education, success and riches for some.

I saw families and friends come together and support one another. This exchange has continued to produce noble citizens, educated loved ones and a few riches too! I realise when I look upon the generations before them that, it has been quite a generational journey, making means to make tomorrow better than yesterday for society.

So, when it is my turn to do same, I always think to myself,

“Dear God, why do I owe such honour? To be a tool that advances a fellow human being into their future!”

Now, I say this knowing that I have not always seen things this way. One has gone and neglected some parts that contributed to where we are because it was easier and convenient to do so. Thinking that one needs to satisfy oneself more therefore someone else will do it. It does haunt me though sometimes. I guess I always think to myself, I wish I had chosen differently. I recognise also that I did not have today’s wisdom then. So I endeavour to forgive myself every time regret surfaces instead of vilifying myself with perpetual guilt.

It is sometimes easier to be in the receiving end than it is to be in the giving one. Giving takes heart. This is because for you to give sometimes, it means pausing something in your own plan.

It means recognising that someone needs more than you want therefore you choose for them to have what they need instead as a gesture of Ubuntu.

When the heart sees that gesture as tax, then maybe you should not even bother! Blessed is the heart that gives freely and lovingly. It is an investment in a human being. Not a liability in your balance sheet.

For we are here to serveWhen you give freely upon your own recognition of need and your decision to change that story, the universe rewards you immensely.

I know this because I am living proof of God’s mercy and investment in his people. I know it through every gesture of kindness that lands on my lap just as I need it while scratching my head trying to figure out how to move ahead in this journey called life.

Thank you for life, Jah.

Thank you for every human being that sees my need and decides to change my story. I hope your investment in me pays off and reverberates for generations to come.

I thank YOU❀.

My Investment

I choose to invest in my society.

In this era of investing, the craze about share trading, financial wealth literacy etc. that has taken over the landscape, I realise how risk averse I am.

Yes, risk is my middle name.

I risk it all, all the time.

But not this time.

It is worrying me that everyone is on the same bandwagon. It scares me that if we all follow that same route of putting our money in other people’s potty (instead of our own), we fall into the trap of losing our everything to a few already wealthy and greedy business people waiting to pounce on our hard-earned rewards. Just to add a few more billions to their riches.

– Why and how do stock markets crash?

– Who benefits the most and who loses the most?

– How do the investees account for the losses?

Until such a time when I can answer these questions above and feel ease that it is worth the risk, I will continue to put my money where my mouth is; building and investing in my children and future generation’s real future, our society.

I believe that if we all put our money where our mouths are, investing in developing our own societies; we would not need to take such high risks considering we are considered the bottom of the food chain by the very people we want to entrust with our treasures and futures.

Wake up black child, are you free or are you dom?

Freedom, financial freedom, is not a bank balance nor a share certificate.

Building

I watched my mother build a school.

Yes. I watched my mother build a school. I was 7 years old or so when it started and so badly wanted to go to this school. I could not though, I was already ahead in class.

It started with her as the only teacher and a single Sub-A (now Grade 1) class; working from a rondavel at her uncle’s home. She had actually grown up at that same home in her early years.

I asked her a few years ago, one of those conversations during her illness. “Why did you do it? ” She said that she could not say No, when the community asked her to build them a school. She felt that if she doesn’t do it who will? This was a community that had raised her, so when they asked her to fulfill her destiny and build them a school, she could not say NO.

Before that I knew that schools had always been there. I never knew how they get to be there. It is the same school I look at every time I am home and wonder, “How did my mother do this?”

“Were you not afraid that you would fail? ” I am already pondering all kinds of things I would imagine could go wrong when you do something so drastic.

She said that she did not do it alone. She had the whole community supporting her. The community wanted the school to work and grow; so that their children do not have to walk long distances in terrible conditions to school.

Let me tell you a story, about how my mother built a school, Makhuleng Higher Primary School.

The Other Day,

I decided to stop living my life a paycheck away from being broke still thinking that all is well.

I decided to be bold and be broke if that is my reality. I decided to live the way I please, if I am broke anyway I have nothing to lose. Yet I have so much to lose. Stark reminder that the home is ours for as long as the shark is fed every month. If I am to reclaim my freedom, let’s start with financial freedom. My way. My system. My network. My passion. My people.

I decided to just do what I want to do to get to where I want to be.

So many underlying passions and the things I love. Which one first?

Someone asked me the other day, and my answer was interior design. Is it really though?

If it really is, why am I so lazy to do the work required in the course I have been dying to enroll in for so many years? Or find ways to make the seed I have planted, Zenwa, grow?

I am a facilitator of change. In my being. People point it out to me so often and say, “stop doing your work on us”. Very surprising because at that very moment, all I would be is me.

Truth is, what has captured my heart right now is The Kitchen. Why?

I am lazy to cook, yet inspired to. The space feels like it needs to allow me to breeze through it creating magic, instead of trying to make do of the little space and resources available. We pretty much have most of what we need. Every day when something new happens I rejoice that we are getting closer to full function. We dont need more space, we need full function of existing space.

Strive on Ncumisa. Right now The Kitchen is the platform that is giving you an opportunity to transform not only people’s lives through their food experience, but also to showcase how design can transforn our lives, perceptions and experiences.

You are a facilitator of change, and right now The Kitchen has your calling in its ♄.