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Published June 9th, 2011
My back is officially hating this holiday although the rest of me couldn’t be happier. I’m doing my best not to put a damper of the fact that I won’t be returning home with a completely edited novel, Ephineah, but I will be smiling from ear to ear with all the contacts we have made.
Obviously my office chair at home truly is the best place for me to be and I knew before I even came down here that couches were my enemy, so I haven’t been able to write in the gorgeous flat we are staying in. Now my time out is used to blog and I’m still trying my best to get a little writing in a day, but restaurant chairs are just as uncomfortable. Obviously ‘project me’ mode kicks in here and I count my blessing for this incredible opportunity and get over myself in Joburg and put aside time every week to finish the novel.
So … not having much luck writing isn’t the end of the world right? Well, let’s talk about where we are having awesome luck. Is there such a thing as luck? I’m not a great believer in that considering I my belief is that every situation that we are presented with comes from a situation we created. So luck … maybe not!
The question arose after sitting at the Radison Blu in one of the most exciting meets I have had in a long time and then the meeting came to an abrupt holt when … well … Greggie got pooped on. I really need to sort out this camera sponsorship because moments like that truly are priceless and I would have given anything to snap a pic of the look of horror on his face as he tried to wipe away very green birdie poop.
Greggie is under the impression that luck might strike with boys in our lives but I was holding out more for a shit load (excuse the pun) of cash. Maybe we’ll both find loaded boyfriends and then my perception of luck might totally change.
Whatever it is, yesterday had something spectacular in the air that it really did feel lucky.
First there Bettina, the founder of GloWoman who has walked into our lives and it feels as though Greggie and I have known her forever. We also had the lucky moment the day before where a restaurant at Cape Quarter offered us an area of the restaurant to do talks whenever we wanted. Well, isn’t that a reason to do some collaboration work with Bets and keep coming back to Cape Town. I am so excited to do work with this incredible woman and feel as though it’s the beginning of magical things for all of us.
There is so much to tell you about Lifeology RICH (Readying individuals to create happiness) which is the enterprise development side of our business. There are incredible plans going on and I truly gush with pride whenever Greg puts on that hat and talks about all his expertise and the potential of what we have to offer. At the back of my mind I’m just saying that I want to teach. All I want to do is teach … I know, I know … I say that about writing too and it’s such a toss up between those two passions.
So when the topic moves to computers in schools and the gap in the education system … then I truly feel that luck is on my side because that is exactly where the whole combination of all my worlds fall into place. Meetings like that truly are never long enough but I also have to remember that one of my greatest ‘project me’ lessons is that of patience. That kind of patience is always a little bit harder when there is financial pressure and I’m trying hard not to get into a state of pushing because I’m worried money will run out.
My mom is a big believer in luck and if anything, she always has an example of something falling perfectly into place when it seemed that everything should be hopeless. So either a bird pooped on Greggie for no reason at all, or superstition has a little more clout to it than I give it credit for …
With courage, consciousness & a sense of humour
Published June 5th, 2011I’m officially here, where the air is clearer, the seagulls fill the air and the memories are a little tougher to adjust to. Hello Cape Town!
Firstly, lets get the cons out the way … Although the sponsorship for the new laptop has been confirmed, it has been delivered yet and there was no way I could go away on a writing holiday still missing and ‘A’ and with no back up battery supply. Literally, as the plug leaves the wall, the laptop dies. I’m so grateful to my mom for letting me use her little travel laptop. It has full battery power and a very functional ‘A’. On the other hand, I’m completely not used to the size of the keyboard and every second letter that I hit is wrong. I’m waiting to adjust my brain to the keys and then I should be a little less frustrated.
Once again, I have no words to express how grateful I am to the family of 6 on 13th for allowing their home by the sea to be Greggie and my home for the next week and a bit. This place is absolutely gorgeous and is this quaint bachelor flat that I could see myself living in and writing in for the rest of my day. Unfortunately there is only a couch and my back hates couches. I can feel the strain on my back already, so it’s confirmed that I won’t be able to do much writing in the flat. On the other hand, most of the writing is done and there is only reading through and editing, so I’m going to see if that makes it any easier. If not, there shall be a lot of sitting in coffee shops while still being money conscious on this spontaneous holiday.
I’m here to finish the final edit of the novel. Yes .. I have one of those and I have been working on it for nearly 4 years now. Well, it has to be that long. My dad was still alive and I he has been gone 3 years in September. The crazy thing is that I love the story. For those of you who don’t know about it yet, it’s called Ephineah(Ee-fee-nee-yah). If you google it, there is no trace of the name except for my book and the crazy thing is that the name was given to me in a mediation and the story is based on real meditations that I journeyed through. That is one powerful story in my own opinion and I have finally come to terms with the fact that book is a little girlie. I think that is was has been the holdup … I have been trying to change it to suit every0ne on the planet except for just writing the story that I most want to tell. So the writing is a lot freer and the time to finish it is now!
I know there is so much to tell you about the Twitter Blanket Drive and a newly confirmed sponsorship but I have to stall that a little until I can figure out how to get my email onto this laptop and be a little more organised online. Lucky for me, the blanket counting isn’t finished as yet, because a special blog truly is needed for such a special experience.
As the days unfold I will share more of the bitter sweet memories of Cape Town and my family memories. I’m still in that phase of missing my dad terribly and I don’t want to become was someone who keeps bringing up my father at the turn of every corner … but today has been laced with that.
We just came back from a long walk along the Seapoint promenade and the memories are countless. It was special to let them wash over me in silence and Greggie and I took in the view of the sea, the mountain, the architecture and the beautiful boys. It’s beginning to be blazingly clear that I have been single for far too long and sunset by the sea always add that additional pang.
On the other hand I couldn’t stop praising my body for how far I have come. Just 9 months ago I was bedridden and walking to the bathroom to pee was a small feat. I thought about wheeling myself to and from the bed in an office chair and here I am sitting back in this gorgeous flat after having walked a good hour and a bit in the sea air. It wasn’t a stroll, trust me. With Greggie’s long legs I have to walk double time to keep up with him … but it did me the world of good. In the near future every Sunday’s blog with be ‘project body’ and today felt like a great way to acknowledge that. Of course, I’m petrified to get back into gym and it’s scarier to be doing it with a personal trainer who isn’t going to let me get away with 10 minutes around the walking track and then home. This is some serious stuff and the walk made me feel better about being fitter than I thought I was.
Ooh, ooh … the last thing is my exciting news about my witchy, winter pumpkin soup! It got published on the Jozi Kids blog … I’m thrilled to have been able to contribute something to a blog that I love and it’s so worth following them on Twitter if you are in the Jozi area or ever visit.
With courage, consciousness & a sense of humour
Published December 29th, 2010
I can’t believe that in two days time I will have started ‘project me’ a year ago. I can’t believe that I blogged every day this year … well except for the ones that got lost somewhere along the line and the times that my incredible best friend had to help me when my back just would not allow.
I know that on the last day of the year I’m going to reminisce about being goalless yet purposeful, but my day was filled with reminders and realisation that I am, with pride and self worth, actually achieving what I set out to do.
I had such an incredible Tuesday simply because I woke up with a great desire to pick something up and for the rest of the day I had the reminder that everything happens in its own perfect time. Continue reading
Published December 28th, 2010
I’ve been talking about it this entire year and I wouldn’t be surprised if anyone thought there was this phantom novel I had conjured up to seem busier (or more of a writer) than I really am. The truth is, I’m getting frustrated with myself that I can’t show the world any of Ephineah. I have been saying I started it nearly two and a half years ago, but when I do the calculations, it’s more like over three years.
Greggie gave me a great book to read last night and I have my friend’s book sitting on my bedside table with a bookmark already making its way through the pages, but today I woke up and missed my story terribly. It might just be a burst of enthusiasm, but I want to get through some of the final edit. As I was reading through and smiling at how far I have come as a writer since I started the book, I heard the voice say: “it’s time!”
It’s time to stop telling the world … it’s time to show the world. And so, I’ve finished editing a chapter from Ephineah: A story about a woman who is misdiagnosed and goes away to her cousin’s holiday home by the sea to try and rest and recover from an illness that has tampered with her body, heart and soul. It’s a few chapters in, but she is getting acquainted with the family who live next door and that are going to play a big role in her journey of self discovery as she learns to heal her body by discovering herself: Continue reading
Published December 22nd, 2010
You know that saying ‘it doesn’t rain but it pours?’ Well it’s officially true. I’m a big believer that nothing is real until you have experienced it or chosen to believe it. Some beliefs are chosen without a lesson having to be learned … and then there is the other way. You know, the one you wish you hadn’t woken up for?
I’m having one of those days.
To clear it up, I might not be singing in the rain, but at least I’m not crying. Instead, I’m drinking hot chocolate and have plowed my way through half a packet of biscuit. Why you ask? Oh where to begin … Continue reading
Published November 25th, 2010
I know, it's totally gross!
I’m sharing the grossness of my skin because it’s very indicative of how I’m feeling today. I think the frustration, drained energy and fatigue has finally started to surface and I need to do a few things different.
It’s an interesting time for ‘project me’ and my me-ness! Over the past few days I have more and more signs that the tides are changing and I’m on the road to a very interesting journey. Continue reading
Published November 24th, 2010
I don’t think I’ve ever shared my mother’s dry sense of humour with you. She has this extremely quick whit and says thing that would usually mortify or completely offend someone, yet everyone rolls around in stitches. Needless to say, when the team from Regim A asked how I was doing my mother informed them that everything was cracking up except my skin. She then keeled over in fits of laughter and sent me on my way to have my very first Regim A skin peel at my newest sponsor, Beauty Worx. Continue reading
Published November 23rd, 2010
It was about this time last year that I found myself in the exact position I feel I am in again today. As it draws near the end of the year I reflect back on the vision I had for myself and my year ahead … and I begin to panic.
Another year has passed and some things never change! Continue reading
Published November 18th, 2010It’s not exactly coastal holiday weather so there has been a lot of indoor time and the three of us plus the two doggies have had to occupy ourselves without killing each other. At least the dogs have tennis balls to chew on and feet to lie on, but the three humans had a little more work to do …
The secret to a great omelette is ...
Published May 20th, 2010
We move with the move ...body, mind and soul
Most people silently go about their business, moving under the radar from one day to the next and sneaking off to have a medium sized tattoo in a place that is well thought out. For countless reasons, I am not one of those people. I don’t silently go about my business (a lot of that is relate to the fact that I was born under the jabber, jabber sign on Libra) and rather choose to write about my life for the whole world to see.
I don’t fly under the radar and I didn’t slip into the shadows to have a tattoo either. Oh, and according to the reactions of many unsuspecting (even though prepared and fully aware) the tat is so much bigger than expected.
That, my friends, is the first of many gifts that this masterpiece has given me, in less than 24 hours. Continue reading
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