New You, New Me.

I love to celebrate craft, pursuit of excellence, Quality with a capital Q in whatever field.

Well we all know how much our hair means to us. All of it or none of it. Hair plagues the image-conscious- confidence.

My hairdresser has taken me through many life – hair styles. She knew me when I was living the lie- of Happy Families and ‘holier than though’ church.

She saw me try and assert Me in a coercive church and relationship.

She witnessed me go through many breakdowns…she witnessed me leave my family and crawl back in a suicidal state.

She watched me get help from Mental health workers, domestic abuse support, Judges, Social workers, nearly end up in a refuge, sofa surf and be finally housed for domestic abuse by the council.

Then she saw me start to listen to my intuition, my soul, my Politics, my Purpose in a cocoon of new and old loving friends and equilibrium.

Check her out. She does hair of all races, all styles. Dawnette, North London, UK
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The Rugby Race

Go SA!

So excited for my people.

Unfortunately, unification as a people is a far from a sorted situ 😔

This video shows how much more needs to change but more interestingly poses essential questions about HOW

How do you redress imbalance. How do you say sorry. How do you acknowledge wrong doing. How do you challenge fundamental, ingrained prejudice. How do you up skill the deprived? Can sport and politics ever truly separate or are they conjoined twins?

Any answers?

The new and improved Africa land grab…

So the new imperialism starts again…circles are so frustrating and boring… this time Russia is the major player in carving up my Beloved Africa according to The New York Times.

Out with Western imperialism and in with Eastern style exploitation where they treat the colonised with ‘respect’ according to this article.

The responses to the NYT epitomise the greedy and sneaky attitude to Africa.. there’s an underlying assumption that we’re gonna be controlled… the question is who.

No.

I’m tired of being presented as a victim… coz that’s just not what Africans are. We’re beautiful, innovative and super nova clever.

Look at Botswana and their upward trajectory. The Africa Development Bank even states that a borderless Africa would make us more powerful on the global stage.

The way TNYT presents our plight reminds me of living in an abusive marriage where I’d lost so much confidence in my ability to be independent and so had those around me.

I had to forge new links, cut out the parasites, relate on my terms, to move forward and I am!!!I’m unrecognisable!!!! We need to stand on our own 2 feet and we can…

Me and Giselle…

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Dado Masilo’s production of Giselle is a force to be reckoned with.

What a privilege to see this beauty in action… It reminded me of home (being half South African) … hearing that distinct Zulu intonation and ascendent choral harmonies, seeing elements of the traditional dance and Kwaito, feeling the pain of Apartheid pulsating through the alcoholism depicted and exploitative family relationships, took me directly home to my own yard in Soweto.

The bold unison movement that punctuated Giselle’s personal tragedy reminded me and my Greek companion of the Ancient Chorus: powerful, hypnotic, overwhelmingly fatalistic …

Somehow, Dada’s characterisation spoke to me as a mixed race woman who’s never quite fitted in…searching desperately for somewhere to belong and being periodically abused by My Own along the way.

Most importantly, it reminded me that the revenge Giselle achieved in the spirit realm is a fantasy absolutely not worth chasing.

Giselle succeeded in seeking vengeance from her predators in the most potent, self – actualised, feministic fantasy – sort of way. But it just didn’t appeal to me as a path to go down. Giselle in the process lost her softness, her naivitie, her innocence which despite my own suffering, I hang into with all my Will. Bitterness is just not an option.

Let our abusers  hang themselves…. Life Will do the talking.