Going through it…

There is something to be learnt in the deepest valley of grief, change, transformation.

Solitude becomes virtue, conversations with others stimulate your own perspectives.

The constant reach out to others that can shed a light, rescue you from the deep dark valley become fundamental.

The disappointment when others are also in their own valleys, hearing your loud voice screaming, unable to rescue you for they themselves are in opposite valleys, becomes foundational.

In the moment you realise, no one is coming to rescue you. Not because no one is willing, but rather everyone is in their own valley with no pathway to get to your side.

Hope comes from slowly climbing up, one step at a time, with a song in the heart, chanting melodical melancholies that give you strength to focus on the song, never mind the climb, follow the rhythmic steps each line, hook and sinker stirs in the soul.

Before you know it, you reach the top and get out of the valley, singing out loud, not realising that those who were too far to reach your deep end heard music from a distance, started making way to the source of the beautiful rhythm filling their heartbeat, upon getting closer they saw the most marvellous dance.

Each twist and turn you made as you gripped the valley walls, zealously climbing out the valley mindlessly like it was nothing but a choreographed dance routine, inspired their climb out their valleys, rushing to come see what’s happening, where this music comes from.

“What is this song you play? Where did you learn this marvellous dance? How did you do it in this valley? Please can you show us how to do it and sing the song for us?”

Well, can I really show you how to do it if you are not in the valley yourself? Did I take notes on how to do it? Do you want to get into this deep pit of a valley just to learn a deadly dance with a very high risk of demise?

Such is the mystery of life.

Each experience builds strength that cannot be transferred to another for life is an individual experience.

Draw strength from all that surrounds you, see it for the lesson it brings and the resilience it builds.

Embrace the applause when you reach the sun, out of the deep dark valley, for it never shines 24 hours a day. Soon enough, sure enough, the sun will set and the moon will rise.

Surely it is normal to be in the middle of the darkest night and still be hopeful for sunrise.

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😜

3 Reasons why my life changed…

1. 👉 My Mom’s Illness

2. 👉 The Threadmill

3. 👉 Freedom to live my best life regardless of location

3 Reasons WHY my life changed

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 ♥.