A Way of Looking at this New Year

1. It’s a sameness, a global storm, with a different expiry date.

2. For once, the pessimist and optimist agree the view remains the unchanged, whether you look back or ahead. It’s the realist with a 360 degree advantage who zooms in and highlights the burning world, the drowning world, and the dark world as they search for the bright world.

3. “Don’t burst my bubble, it’s early days!” Fair enough. But one day, we’ll have to stop running away.

4. Bless the joy seeker who makes every day count! Alas, days won’t count on an empty stomach. A conflict, which seemed distant, becomes close when you rely on others for your staple food.

5. The list of ways to repair our world has long been in circulation.

6. “It’s time to amplify our voices!” But keep in mind the tax imposed on speaking out aloud. The kind of creative death that can push any writer into complete silence.

7. I once wrote: in dark we see, in death we rest; a beautiful frightening magic. Now I add, in silence we hear. ‘Cause to hear is another form of alchemy.

8. It’s a tremendous privilege to have a voice. Perhaps, we can begin by touching the lives of those around us. Then aim to make a big impact as we stand before the ballot box, if you are standing this year.

9. Oops, I got side-tracked. I meant to examine self-repair, the act of making the ugly beautiful and celebrate imperfections.

10. It’s easier to look outward than inward. For gathering, cleansing and piecing together broken pieces to give them a new meaning is a delicate and long process.

11. Verdict —

12. A way of looking at this new year is through the eyes of a seven-year-old child. While they can distinguish between fantasy and reality, they won’t openly challenge Santa’s existence. Because they hope for a wonderful surprise.

13. Don’t take my word for it! What do I know? I’m still busy reimagining the way I see things, so I can appreciate the beauty that surrounds us. But see for yourself, the crisp and fresh start.

Gratitude Journal for Year 2023

Where did the year disappear to? Am I the only one who is surprised that we are in December already? Anyway, it’s been a while since I’ve been here. Instead of lamenting the passing of another turbulent year, I’d rather express gratitude for personal growth, relationships, and positive experiences.

One benefit of keeping a gratitude journal is shifting our focus from unfulfilled goals to counting our blessings. As I look back on the year, I’d like to share the three most rewarding and educational collaborations and creative projects I’m proud of:

1. Contributing to and Editing a Magazine

It all started with a YES by Mona Soorma, when I queried my hybrid piece, Learning to be Rigorous with Compassion, for her newly found magazine LIT eZine. Before I knew it, I was behind-the-scenes reading and editing submissions by talented writers. This endeavour was humbling and I learned so much from. It has also brought me so much joy.

Magazine Cover of the Latest Issue

Check out some of my contributions or book reviews for We Are Poetry by Kim Gordon Moore and In Search of a Salve by KE Garland.

2. Writing in Collaboration

Project Finding Beauty was born out of a fervent yearning to seek the silver lining in an increasingly gloomy world. And letters or epistles to a friend became the medium, as my writer friend and collaborator, KC Redding-Gonzalez, was open to experimenting with this style of writing.

Project Finding Beauty Newsletter Banner

However, we quickly realised that we can’t rush this process as we delve into our deepest emotions. Overall, it’s been one of the profound ways of using art (our writing) to heal.

Check out Gratitude: A Work in Progress, KC’s recent personal essay and moving take on gratitude!

3. A Meaningful Gathering

To Live Again: It’s OK to Experience JOY was the name of the gathering. It was not a collaboration. But a gathering my husband and I organised for loved ones in Johannesburg, this past November.

The focus was on nourishing body, mind, and soul, after years away from my birth country. Coming together to share our anxieties, ways to find joy again and being in each other’s presence was incredibly healing. And of course, poetry and music took centre stage. 🙂

There are so many takeaways and moments of joy from this experience. But if I had to sing my gratitude, I’d give praise to friendships.

I hope to revisit the subject or at least the behind-the-scenes via the newsletter.

On Intentions for the New Year

On intentions for the new year, I remain open. As the quote states, “The ending of a year is like closing a window. Even though it is shut, fresh light will still shine through.”

Now, I’ll leave you to ponder a moment or moments that brought you joy this year, and how you can continue to create your own joy in 2024. Because one thing is clear, the earth won’t stop spinning. So, it’s up to us to anchor ourselves to something that sustains and keeps us alive.

Lifesaving Boat

So, this is my last post for the year. Of course, my deepest gratitude goes to you my dear reader for sticking around and reading my haphazard insignificant jottings. If it were not for you, I’ll be talking to myself. 🙂

Thank You & Happy Holidays! Hope to see you in the New Year… ♥♥♥

PS. Though I won’t be posting any new content, I’ll continue to read and catch up on your blog postings. Please do share your moments of joy!

A Way of Looking at Ageing

1. The amusing aspect of ageing is in words, not numbers. Consider rebel and repel as magnetic poles that attract or repulse, for instance! This change in meaning, not because of the natural evolution of word usage but a typographical error, can ignite a fervent discussion.

2. My siblings’ children are having children of their own. The word gran is uttered often. And I meticulously browse through the dictionary to uncover reasons behind my new status, each time I hear it. Memory fails me, just as the lexicon. “What if you simply call me by my first name?” I ask. A radical suggestion in a culture that puts respect for elders high on the list.

3. A deficiency in language production is observed in older adults. Yet, the idea of creating my unique language fills me with excitement. I practice grace with words.

4. At a friend’s place, we discover grace is a nuanced word. A theist takes us down a supernatural path. A gym rat proclaims, “Dumbbells are my church!” To pacify, for we’ve all found new religions, I confess poetry as my church.

5. Gracefully, an adverb to capture our relaxed and confident ways as we age, is what we are aiming for.

6. On dining out. A waiter with impressive biceps flashes a smile at me and says, “Sexy Chick.” Feeling flattered, I flutter my mascaraed eyelashes and say, “Oh, thank you!”

7. One friend, with a trace of smugness in her voice, places her manicured fingernail on the menu, and where ingredients of the sexy chick dish are elaborately explained. The other friend bursts into laughter, prompting an urgent dash to the bathroom. I grin as I contemplate who is having the last laugh, now.

8. Ageing is a blessing, growing up is optional.

9. Middle age can feel like a crossroads or a crisis, as chicks fly the nest and parents demand care. I write to a friend. And she responds, “There’s no need to jump off the building yet. Our small town offers three powerful remedies to ease mental distress: a hardware store, a liquor store and a pharmacy, one is bound to work.”

10. Life is beautiful—

11. It’s true, life becomes more beautiful as I age. Of course, that was before I got new prescription glasses.

12. I ponder the best way of looking at ageing. With or without glasses?

13. Maybe one way of looking is with friends. You can always remind each other not to take yourselves too seriously.

Birthday cake with candles. Photo by Caterina Berger on Unsplash

Happy October, Good People! I celebrated another birthday at the beginning of the month. And I’m navigating the delicate balance between humour and darkness, autumn’s delicate dance. 🙂