For Our Sisters

My heart bleeds for our sisters from Daveyton, taken from safety and robbed of their innocence just trying to get home. Three young women were allegedly abducted and raped in a veld on Ngcobo Street, Mayfield, after leaving a traditional ceremony. Streets that should have been safe turned deadly…not by chance, but by neglect. My … Continue reading For Our Sisters

When the Ancestors Speak, I Write

Being able to heal through the sacred art of storytelling is a gift I do not take lightly. Writing, for me, is not merely a craft. It is a calling. A breathing, living act of remembrance. I breathe life into stories that stir me awake in the quiet hours of night and into those that … Continue reading When the Ancestors Speak, I Write

When Music Heals: The Sacred Voice of Zimbini

There are artists whose music does not just play but arrives like a soft footstep from the spirit world, the way ancestors enter a dream without warning but with intention.  Zimbini is one of those rare voices, a woman whose sound feels carved from memory and guided by something older than all of us. Her … Continue reading When Music Heals: The Sacred Voice of Zimbini

When Music Heals: Thandiswa Mazwai, Bearer of the Motherland’s Voice

“The world changes, revolutionaries dieAnd the children forgetThe ghetto is our first loveAnd our dreams are drenched in goldWe don’t even cryWe don’t even cryAbout it no moreAre the beautiful ones really dead?” The question hangs in the air soft and burning, soft and burning like smoke rising from fires lit by our ancestors. Thandiswa … Continue reading When Music Heals: Thandiswa Mazwai, Bearer of the Motherland’s Voice