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On top of the world and around the country – project me day 516

Posted by jodene May 31, 2011 4 Comments »
On top of the world and around the country - project me day 516

There’s only one way to get your big girl (or boy) panties (or boxers) on and get out into the big wide world of things that fear you … Nike has it so right and I wish I could tattoo “Just do it” on most people’s foreheads. Of course I would need to start with mine.

We all have fears and we look at each other as though our fears are much scarier. I can think of a good number of people who I look at very strangely when they say something scares them. To me, it’s easy! Shove me on stage, totally unprepared, and I will be fine. Give me a topic I’m comfortable with at least. Don’t ask me geography questions in public unless you are planning on making a complete ass of me. Funny that, considering what I’m about to announce.

I’m determined not to start the ‘book’ with the opening line: “It began over a pizza and coffee”, so count it as officially being used. Truth is, it did begin that way and with a whole lot of frustration as I watched a friend put an awesome idea on a shelf because of a whole lot of fears.  Mostly, his fears didn’t scare me, so it was easy to give him a handful of reasons to ‘just do it’. By the end of the evening we had a brilliant idea and both of us were making a whole lot of dreams a reality.

Pat Sloane has never seen the best parts of South Africa and for some reason I have had my dad on my mind in the most tear jerking way. Pat is a brilliant photographer and I’m a passionate writer. Pat wants to create a coffee table book of the positive side of our beautiful country and I want to give people a true understanding of happiness.
Greg and myself has dreamed of changing the perception of charity and so Lifeology Rich (readying individuals to create happiness) was born. There is so much to tell you about that aspect of our vision, but for the most part, we want to give back in the only way we know how … by empowering individuals to discover their richness within.

While I was standing on top of the 22nd floor of the most gorgeous building in the centre of Braamfontein on a frosty winter’s night in South Africa, I had two thoughts.
1 … holy crap, I climbed into an elevator and went up 22 flights without thinking I was going to do. Yes, I’m that afraid of them. I have even walked up 17 flights to my hotel room (up and down) for an entire weekend. I have made my sister walk up over 150 steps in London to avoid the subway elevator … I am that afraid! Well … I was that afraid! Staring at the beautiful view at Randlords and watching the lights twinkle and Jozi glisten, I realised that I had no need for an old pattern anymore.

I used to be afraid of getting lost or stuck in lifts and public toilets in case no one noticed I was missing. It was my fear that I would be stuck there or lost for hours or days. I can’t be claustrophobic because I’m happy to climb in a plane or pile into a noisy club and small space … but lose me in a crowd and my world falls apart. I’m not that girl anymore … the one who thinks I’m not noticed or that I’m so insignificant that I will be gone for hours and no one will even notice I’m missing. It’s been that recent that yesterday was the first elevator trip that didn’t scare the panties off of me. Okay, I cling to my cellphone a little, but that’s better than walking 22 flights of stairs.

So, on top of the world, really was that spectacular.

The other incredible moment was realising that I’m about to make one of my dad’s dreams a reality. No wonder I have been so emotional about him of late. With Pat’s fears putting on the breaks and me battling to watch people not overcome their fears, I took the plunge and told him that we would collaborate on our dreams coming true. My dad wanted to see South Africa in one long trip (but being on the road with an oxygen tank to survive is not the wisest idea) and Pat wants to take pics of the happiest moments he can capture in this magnificent country. I, on the other hand, want to do an incredible trip in memory of my dad, blog about it and share the concept that happiness truly is that individual. If you ask 100 people what happiness means to them, I know you will get 100 different answers … and so, Project Happiness is born!

The how’s are always the fun part and there’s a lot to plan without getting too bogged down in the detail. So it’s a month on the road, driving through SA and taking pictures of what happiness means to the people we meet and see around us. Then a coffee table book will be born with the combination of my telling the story of our trip and quoting South Africans from every corner of this incredible place and asking only one question … “What does happiness mean to you?”

Well …



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Mike Turner’s Project Me Story, supporting SA Guide Dog Association

Posted by jodene May 31, 2011 1 Comment »
Mike Turner's Project Me Story, supporting SA Guide Dog Association

I was born, and raised by my Mom in Cape Town. In my early teens, I was a bit of a surfer boy, listening to Bob Marley and chasing girls. As I got a bit older I became more and more interested in music – especially heavier music. Eventually I sold my surfboard and took up guitar lessons instead. I formed a band with some friends from around the neighborhood. We were pretty bad.  We sounded like a cross between The Sex Pistols and some of the early grunge bands coming out of Seattle.

When I was about fifteen I was sent to live with my Dad in Johannesburg. Apparently I needed some discipline and a Father figure.  I guess the gory Iron Maiden posters and rebellious attitude were the main cause of this.  But I always did my own thing. I didn’t like being told what to do. I was in trouble with my teachers regularly. Even from a young age I knew I didn’t want to conform to society – get good grades, go to university, get a regular job! No thank you. I barely made it through each year of high school. All I wanted to do was come home and play my guitar, and one day be in a famous band. Maths! What do I need that for? This attitude didn’t go down well with my Dad. He’s a very successful engineer. He told me I needed something to fall back on. He wasn’t wrong, but I didn’t care. I had my dream and I was going to follow it no matter what!

After high school I went straight into the army. I was in the second last call-up for the old National Service. This was like my own personal hell. I hate being told what to do and what to think.  But I got through it and learned a few skills in the process. The experience did make me a better man. Not so much because of the discipline and general army stuff, but because it was such a huge challenge for me.  I truly believe I went in a boy and came out a man. It didn’t change my perspective on conformity to society. If anything I was more determined than ever to do things the way I wanted to do them.

I was out the army for about a week and I formed a band with my best mate. We found a singer and a drummer and set to work. Most of us worked more than one job at a time, to live and afford the equipment we needed. We played gigs all over Johannesburg. Entered battle of the bands wherever we could. Three of us worked at a bar at the old Randburg Waterfront. On Monday nights a guy called Sean Liebenberg played there. We became friends with him, and one night he invited us on stage to do an unplugged set during his break. While we were playing, Art and Brent from Just Jinger walked in. This was just after they became famous [1997]. They were blown away by our stuff and invited us to open for them at The Roxy in Melville. Talk about right time, right place. It was like a fast track to fame. Before you knew it we had a manager, were getting sponsors and getting booked all over town. Within a year we had three record companies offering us contracts. We chose Sony BMG, and set about recording the album.

Our first single “Starlight” made it into the top 20 on the 5FM Top 40. Our second single, ironically titled “Getting Stronger” made it to number 2. Dj Ian F said if it weren’t for U2’s “Beautiful Day”, we would have made it to number 1 that week.

We got loads of airplay, and did a supporting national tour for our album.  But, despite rave reviews and good exposure, there just wasn’t enough financial support to sustain it full time. There were nights our sound engineer went home with more money than us.  We were peaking at a time when DJ parties were more popular than watching live bands. I had to go back to part-time work to pay the bills.

I got a job working for a small independent Pro photo lab. I really got into photography at this point. I was even the bands official photographer, using tripods and timers to get the shots. I think, because of our financial struggles, the friendship between the band members became a bit strained. I was starting to fall out with the singer in a big way. We were both very stubborn, and wanted to do things differently. This included musical direction, and general business decisions. As he was the main songwriter, he got his way most of the time. This frustrated me. I don’t like being told what to do, especially when it concerned my future and my financial situation.

About one year after recording our album, I left the band with a very heavy heart. I was devastated that it had come to that. We had worked so long and hard, making huge sacrifices along the way. We were very good together, musically, but becoming bitter and resentful as friends. Still to this day, that was the hardest decision I’ve ever made. And I often regret it. If I were then, the person I am today, I would have fought harder to make it work. I would have found ways to keep our friendships strong. I was young then, and have learned a lot about myself, and life in general.

I have learned that the people in your life are the most important. All people. Even the ones I haven’t met yet. It’s the connections we make on this earth that make our lives special, that make us better people, and grow our businesses. I try to treat everyone I meet with respect and dignity, even when it’s not being given in return. Good manners and sincerity go a long way in making lasting friendships and strong business connections.

Today I run my own photography business. I mostly work in the corporate market, the one place I never wanted to be, growing up. I love my job. I meet new people every day. Go to new and exciting places, and get to see into the workings of all kinds of things I never though excised. I’m following a new dream now, one which has endless possibilities. I do miss the music though. The thrill of performing live, and the fun of jamming with friends. Who knows, maybe one day you will hear me play again.

Grannysmith’s website: www.grannysmith.co.za

My photography website: www.miketurner.co.za

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On a personal note:
Mike, we met through a Tweet that screamed of honesty, passion and a truth of who you are and now I’m thrilled to call you my friend. Thank you for sharing in #D500 with me and inviting me into your world of photography and live SA music. I know you have asked me a few times why I wanted you to do the project me interview and my answer is unwavering. I loved every song from Grannysmith in my early days of clubs, tequila and Rocky Street and I also you would have a story to share that reminds us just how incredible it is to live a dream. Everything you touch turns to your version of gold and it a joy to share you story! Mike, thank you for your time, honesty and a trip down memory lane that must be so bitter/sweet!

Here is my favourite Grannysmith song called Starlight.

Mike’s Project Me Story interview:

1. What is your definition of happiness?
Happiness is living in the moment. Living in the present. I believe there are two ways to live your life. You can have a life of “meaning” – which requires you to dwell on the past and the future. This rarely brings happiness. The other is to keep your thoughts on right now. Be happy for who you are, your family and friends and the other blessing in your life.

2. If you could have everyone say one thing to themselves every day, what would it be?
Never give up on your dreams. They are always attainable, as long as you keep trying to reach them.

3. We all need someone to believe in us. Who is that person for you and why?
I’ve never needed anyone to believe in me. I’ve always done things my own way. I’ve always looked to myself for belief.

4. What quality do you believe we can never be taught because it is our birth right?
To love

5. Describe the moment when you realised that you could achieve anything?
The moment I truly believed that I could achieve my dreams, was the night our band won the battle of the bands at Roxy Rhythm Bar back in 1998. I can clearly remember the feeling on stage. The crowd was going ballistic. The whole place was just buzzing. I could literally feel the energy in the room. Every pull on my guitar string was connected in some way to the people there. It was like we were all connected by this invisible force. And we were controlling that. Its an unbelievable feeling.

6. What have you always dreamed of being or doing and have you reached that dream?
Since I was about fourteen years old, I dreamed of being a musician. Performing on stage. Going on tours and living the life of a professional musician. I pursued this dream until we signed a record deal with Sony BMG in 1999. I really believed that was the start of big things. But being a pro musician in South Africa is very tough. There isn’t a big enough market. I still had to do part-time jobs to survive. And in the end we could not keep going. So I guess I did not reach the heights of the dream. However, this failure could have been overcome. I could have achieved my dream. As a band/team we weren’t all moving in the same direction. And that was the biggest stumbling block. When your dream depends entirely on the co-operation of others, things can go wrong.

7. When life gets in the way, what do you always remind yourself of?
Life is life. Its part of the journey. It cant be avoided.  Just try to find a balance. Every little thing we do or experience, has value. It makes us who we are.

8. We all have something unique to offer the world, what is yours?
My point of view. But most people are only interested in their own, so it is of very little use to the world.

9. How do you deal with the fears that could potentially hold you back?
To quote Waynes World: “Live in the now” – You can’t change the past and the future hasn’t happened yet, so why worry about it.  Do your best everyday.

10. What do you believe we have lost sight of in the world as a whole?
Empathy.

Mike is bringing awareness to: South African Guide Dog Association

The South African Guide-Dogs Association for the Blind was founded in 1953 by Gladys Evans and a temporary training centre was rented at No 1, Glamorgan Road, Parkwood.after she returned from England with her famous guide dog, Sheena.

SAGA’s first real home was a lovely 6 acre property called “Vale Cottage” in Parkmore, Sandton which was established in 1958. Vale Cottage was later renamed “The Gladys Evans Training Centre” and was to remain the home of SAGA until 1986 when, due to the increased demand for guide dogs, the new “Gladys Evans Training Centre” was opened in Wroxham Road, Witkoppen.

This 11 acre property today boasts all the facilities required to train both guide dogs and their blind owners.

It’s interesting to note that in the long history of SAGA only 4 people have headed the Association. They are Michael Bibikoff (1955 to 1959), Lionel Wilson (1959 to 1969), Ken Lord (1969 to 2004) and Malcolm Driver (2004 to the present time).

To donate, sponsor a puppy or guide dog and find out the many ways you can support this vital cause, please visit the SAGA website.



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What’s in a year? – project me day 515

Posted by jodene May 30, 2011 6 Comments »
What's in a year? - project me day 515

I can’t believe Greggie is another year older. It feels like the first real milestone I can distinctly remember from when the blog began. I remember his birthday party last year as if it were yesterday. I even remember sitting down to blog for it. The memories were so clear that I decided to do what I hardly ever do … go back and read the post from last year.

Some things have changed dramatically and others are exactly the same.
It’s the day I can pinpoint my back being sore for the first time, before it finally sequestrated and disks collapsed in about August. That’s a long time to have pain, but that the bitch about hindsight.

From an esteem point of view, I’ve come leaps and bounds but 365 days ago I was still on about my body and my weight. Actually, it wasn’t one of my finest days and I wouldn’t blame anyone for thinking I was pretty negative at some points. One thing I did notice is that I ended that day finding the good in it and I’m thrilled that I am at least getting that right.

Yesterday was so much fun and it was great to have Greggie’s party at Thava Indian Restaurant who have been very loyal sponsors and supports of ‘project me’. Okay, so that day I remember clearly too. The day the sponsorship was confirmed, we went to dinner at the restaurant and the next day my disks collapsed. All in all, this has become a very interesting time as I reflect on where I was and I contemplate where I’m going.

Of course, that will all unfold as the days go along. Right now all I want to do is give myself the pat on my back at where I am emotionally … and it’s such a special place.

A year ago today … I was miff and here’s proof: Flashback 365 to day 149 – Here it is in the words of my low self esteem.

That was then … and this is now:

Greggie, Emmanuel, me and Hustler Girl’s Ponkie (who isn’t on Twitter … sigh!)

Okay, so  I forgot to organise a cake, but some very yummy Thava pudding did just fine!

Hustler Girl and Me

Oooh, look … there’s my Risky Business!

All the Twits from Twitter

Another very big thank you goes to the Thava Indian Restaurant for making Greggie’s birthday so special. Every person raved about the meal and it’s always a joy to share our time in such a special place.



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Step one: Let myself go! – project me day 514 #projectbody

Posted by jodene May 29, 2011 8 Comments »
Step one: Let myself go! - project me day 514 #projectbody

I’m hoping by know you now what is going on when a daily post is nothing more than a country song … or based on one. Yesterday was one of those where I couldn’t think of how to express myself for all the words in the world. Sometimes it’s just easier to take the first song that’s pulling me through the day and share it with you. Magically, it works every time and yesterday I made some crazy decision (that I will share with you just as soon as I’ve told Greggie and my mom … not so wise for them to read it here first because it is that big!)
The song yesterday was ‘live like you were dying’, which I watched my dad do and there’s been this terrible missing of him … and now I know why!

Back to today though and the reason why this song will be on repeat for the next few weeks …
When I first heard this song (years ago) I truly had let myself go! I had let myself go in a completely let go and don’t care way and my body had become my victim of sabotage. It took years to make friends with me and for glimmers of time I let myself go in the way this song truly intends.

At the moment it’s a constant yo-yo between letting myself go with hurt and harm and other times it’s letting myself go with abundant self respect. The up and down is making me nauseous though and I just want to constantly let my self go … and go … and go!!

The start of it is with a very special trip to Cape Town thank to the kindness of heart of the 6 on Thirteenth family. There I’m letting myself go … to finish my book! Then I’m coming home to let myself go … on a journey of body, fun and me in #projectbody. Then … I’m letting myself go … just the way my dad wouldn’t have dreamed I do it!

It’s time …

Let herself go … George Strait (One of the best country singers of all time for those not so in the loop!)
He wondered how she’d take it when he said goodbye.
Thought she might do some cryin’: lose some sleep at night.
But he had no idea, when he hit the road,
That without him in her life, she’d let herself go.

Let herself go on a singles cruise,
To Vegas once, then to Honolulu.
Let herself go to New York City:
A week at the Spa; came back knocked-out pretty.
When he said he didn’t love her no more,
She let herself go.

She poured her heart an’ soul into their three-bedroom ranch.
Spent her days raisin’ babies, ironin’ his pants.
Came home one day from the grocery store and found his note,
And without him there to stop her, she let herself go.

Let herself go on her first blind-date:
Had the time of her life with some friends at the lake.
Let herself go, buy a brand new car,
Drove down to the beach he always said was too far.
Sand sure felt good between her toes:

She let herself go on a singles cruise,
To Vegas once, then to Honolulu.
Let herself go to New York City:
A week at the Spa; came back knocked-out pretty.
When he said he didn’t love her no more,
She let herself go.

To Vegas once: Honolulu, New York City.
Came back knocked-out pretty.



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Do you live like you were dying? – project me day 513

Posted by jodene May 28, 2011 No Comments »

He said: “I was in my early forties,
“With a lot of life before me,
“An’ a moment came that stopped me on a dime.
“I spent most of the next days,
“Looking at the x-rays,
“An’ talking ’bout the options an’ talkin’ ‘bout sweet time.”
I asked him when it sank in,
That this might really be the real end?
How’s it hit you when you get that kind of news?
Man whatcha do?

An’ he said: “I went sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing,
“I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu.
“And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter,
“And I gave forgiveness I’d been denying.”
An’ he said: “Some day, I hope you get the chance,
“To live like you were dyin’.”

He said “I was finally the husband,
“That most the time I wasn’t.
“An’ I became a friend a friend would like to have.
“And all of a sudden goin’ fishin’,
“Wasn’t such an imposition,
“And I went three times that year I lost my Dad.
“Well, I finally read the Good Book,
“And I took a good long hard look,
“At what I’d do if I could do it all again,
“And then:

“I went sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing,
“I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu.
“And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter,
“And I gave forgiveness I’d been denying.”
An’ he said: “Some day, I hope you get the chance,
“To live like you were dyin’.”

Like tomorrow was a gift,
And you got eternity,
To think about what you’d do with it.
An’ what did you do with it?
An’ what can I do with it?
An’ what would I do with it?

“Sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing,
“I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu.
“And then I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter,
“And I watched Blue Eagle as it was flyin’.”
An’ he said: “Some day, I hope you get the chance,
“To live like you were dyin’.”

I still need to … Sky diving! Rocky mountain climbing! Loved deeper!



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