Mine is to filter out the rhetoric and propaganda, so that we children of the soil can form opinions based on logic and reason. Not through those summarized and scripted tales presented to us.
There are those who climb because their spirit has been prepared for the heights they reach. They have walked through the fire, carried burdens in silence, and built foundations that existed long before anyone recognised their name. Their elevation is rooted. It is not simply a matter of being seen…it is the result of discipline, … Continue reading Borrowed Elevation
The ground remembers every footprint. It remembers who walked with humility and who walked with arrogance. It remembers those who carried the burdens of the people and those who carried only the weight of their own ambitions. When the ground no longer yearns for your presence as its leader, why run to the corridors of … Continue reading The Ground Does Not Lie
What troubles me is not only the amount of money being spoken about. It is the spirit behind the response. Some ministers have come out breathing nothing but fire and bile, speaking as though the people are the enemy. And perhaps that is what leaves such a bitter taste in my mouth. We are constantly … Continue reading When Government Speaks In The Language Of Threats
Returning to the unseen places where spirit remembers what the world forgot There are wounds no policy has ever reached, no law that has ever truly touched the quiet places where the spirit has been bruised and left to sit with itself. We are taught to believe that healing comes through structure, through systems, through … Continue reading Where Spirit Heals Beyond Structure
There is a knowing older than textbooks. A wisdom that does not sit in classrooms or wait to be approved by institutions. It lives in the marrow, in the breath, in the memory of a people who have walked through fire and continue to sing, even as the winds of hardship move through their lives.Consciousness is the first medicine. … Continue reading Consciousness Is the First Medicine
@lankosiwrites There seems to be this hushed crisis unfolding in many parts of Africa. It is not always found in unemployment statistics, government reports, or political debates. At times it sits in empty libraries where laughter and curiosity once echoed. Sometimes it lives in neglected community centres that have forgotten the sound of young voices … Continue reading The Keepers of Memory Pushed to the Margins
Simphiwe Dana, The Queen of Afrofuturism Ma Dana does not just sing...she remembers.She carries a voice that arrives like a gentle ancestral knock on one's spirit door, with a gentle yet very present aura, asking us to sit, listen, breathe, and return to ourselves. Source: Pinterest Rooted in tradition with a reach that transcends time, Simphiwe Dana … Continue reading When Music Heals:
Phila Dlozi The Sangomic Voice of Healing There are voices that sing…and then there are voices that heal. Phila Dlozi carries a sangomic voice that doesn’t wait for your comprehension, it moves you before the message even unfolds. Source: Pinterest He carries an ancient kind of energy, one that stirs the soul’s deepest rivers. Carrying … Continue reading When Music Heals:
Being able to speak about my ancestors is something that brings me so much joy. To be in the presence of someone whose energy allows me to share such truths says so much about the spirit they carry. When I remember my early struggles with grasping the basics of a certain ancient language, I laugh … Continue reading Our Souls Hold What Our Flesh Has Lost
Having walked through all that I have, and now standing firm in my calling as a healer, I am no longer shaken by the whispers spoken behind my back even by those I once held close. Spirit has opened my eyes to see them not as they pretend to be, but as the wounded souls … Continue reading Clarity On The Boundaries I Set
@lankosiwrites Be careful of those who assert themselves as leaders and innovators, some are not unfamiliar with the concept of selling out, particularly when they thrive at the expense of others. When history starts to echo past mistakes, reminding us of what led to the demise of our people through the actions of today's crop … Continue reading When History Repeats Itself
@lankosiwrites How dare you attempt to marry me off into a family, you do business with? Was I a part of the agreement? You’ve wounded me this time in a manner that defies the ability to pen it down, this injury is deeper than it may appear at first glance. Anguish has also begun to … Continue reading Destiny Swap Gone Wrong
I went on a search in the stillness of solitude, Looking for the whispers of tales untold,My words yearning to land on a unique set of pages,A beautiful symphony waiting to be unveiled...Through the labyrinth of my mind I wander,The ink from my pen flows like a river unrestrained,As each sentence germinates into a stepping … Continue reading Finding My Voice
You thought you would put me in my place But I will not stay in this space How dare you make an attempt to silence my voice? Have you no shame in the dealings you scored at the expense of those whose heads you utilized as puddle blockers? Your mistake was to think you silenced … Continue reading This Voice Isn’t For Sale
They have always had my back.My Ancestors have always had my back.My day ones and number one supporters,Removed me from low vibrational spaces and people. They detached me from a conditioning I never saw coming, compassionately guiding me towards the path of self-discovery.Detoxing the perfectly presented poison that had me lowering my worth, for a … Continue reading One For My Fighters ❤️
When the ones who appointed themselves decided to charge those of us who opposed their way of doing things, their master fooled them into believing they had finished us,because the blind ones cheered them on and applauded them for derailing us from embarking on a revolutionary journey meant to empower fellow children of the soil. … Continue reading The Era of No Fear Has Arrived.
When it came to doing research about this queen, I could not help but marvel at how much of a heroine and lioness this lady was during her time. Mama understood the power of the pen and she did not play when it came to opening the doors of oppression that were designed to keep … Continue reading Celebrating Mme Noni Jabavu
I remember asking my father why they gave me an English name, he chuckled and said I could always just stick to my first name. Growing up when teachers struggled to pronounce my African name, they would resort to using my English name; that did not sit well with me and I was yet to … Continue reading OUR NAMES ALSO HAVE A STORY TO TELL
There’s a big difference between a reaction that comes from the depths of who you are, and one that comes from the surface.
If they were your hill and you were their pill,Why would they spill that which made you chill? The peace you openly speak into existence comes with responsibility, worry not about the naysayers. What good is a joy that is temporary, when your happiness can last lifetimes? Stop comparing your journey to mine, start enjoying … Continue reading A Pinch Of It
I long for the day we get to enjoy the fruits of the tree from the soil which was nourished by the blood of those who sacrificed their lives!I long to witness the sun rise as I enjoy a warm cup of coffee, while my daughters giggle and skinner about what happened the previous day … Continue reading Ndicaphukile
When it's genuinely there it flows abundantly without being disturbed... whatever obstacles are blessings in disguises meant to improve your journey to discovering the truth that actually resides within...
Trying to fit in will have you conforming to things not meant for you for the sake of falling under the normal category or label in the society. This takes more from you than you think, instead of receiving you give all the time...this only leads you towards the path of burning out.
When everything seemed to be going south in that relationship I thought was solid and built on pure intentions, negative thoughts began to swim inside my head corrupting my mind with anger and vengeful ideas.You see no one is ever really ready to swallow a pill that may uncover the mask that had them believing … Continue reading My Tower Moment
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