Celebrating The African New Year: A Season of Renewal, Roots, and Reverence
October arrives not just as a month of my birth, but as a doorway. In the rhythm of African time, it is the threshold of...
Inheritance
I was born of the Bakgalaka,
a star carried from the fires of war.
I am a daughter of the battles of young men,
and b...
Business as Healing: Entrepreneurship Beyond Profit
Entrepreneurship as healing of self & community.
When most people think of entrepreneurship, they picture profit ...
Minimalist living as African wisdom
Minimalism, African Style: Returning to Enough
There is a rhythm in enough.
A pulse that says: this is enough, you a...
Imagining a Thriving South Africa: A Vision Rooted in African Wisdom
In the quiet moments of reflection, as the sun sets over the Drakensberg Mountains or rises above the bustling streets o...
Ink, Memory, and Machines: The Art of Writing as healing
There is something ancient about the act of writing.
The way ink stains the page feels like fire carried in the hand....
Beadwork as silent storytelling and cultural identity
Stories Woven in Beads: The Language of Color and Pattern
The bead does not speak in sentences.
It hums in color.
I...
The Music That Moves Our Bones: Sound as Medicine
Long before the first drum was carved, there was heartbeat.
The steady thrum inside the womb.
The first rhythm we ever...
Rest as spiritual resistance to hustle culture
Rest is not laziness. Rest is remembrance.
It is a return to the sacred rhythm of life, a soft exhale against the hard ...
Sowing Seeds Beyond the Soil
A seed is never just a seed. It’s a memory wrapped in a pod; a possibility folded into silence. To hold a physical see...