The journey of Change

Hello friends,

It has been quite a while, since I posted anything on the blog. But hey, Here I am writing about change - a word so often avoided like a plaque by most of us.

Truthfully, most of us don't like to hear the word change because of what it represents. To many, change represents discomfort, a painful journey of moving out of our comfort zone. When someone says change, it often means that they don't like the way we are or do things, and truthfully, no one likes to hear that.

Possibly, one of the discomfort associated with change, is because we've attached negative connotations to the word. Instead of seeing it as an opportunity to do better, and be better; we look at it as not being liked, incompetent, and incapable. Which, in so many ways, talks to our psyche and how we're socialised as people. We need a constant reminder to 'always look on the brighter side',  how come though? How come we're so affected by the negative, and need a reminder to take note of the good? (Food for thought, and a topic for another day)

Anyhow, change is a part of the journey of life. It is inevitable, unlesss you consciously choose to avoid it. Even then, sometimes, change comes naturally, whether you're ready for it or not.
And for me, it is the kind of change that you intentionally embark on that is essentially fundamental. The kind of change that you initiate, and follow through. Change in this context, can be defined as the process of making something different from what it is or from what it would be if left alone:

For me, it started with cutting my hair. On the surface it seemed just like a petty exercise. But for me it marked a bold move to change things from what they were to where I wanted to be. Not that I wanted short hair, but I had to start there. And is so many ways, this signifies the journey that we each have to engage in - gotta start somewhere.

Which brings me to my next point. Change is a process, not an event. And in the journey of life, there are always changes ahead, which provide us with an opportunity to do better and be better. I'll admit it's not easy, but necessary for growth and success.

With all this said, dear friends, Here's to striving for change as an opportunity to grow and be better beings.


The journey continues......

Lady B!

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There is More to You than This

There is More to You than This

Here's to a lesson of not being content and/or comfortable with the status quo. Here's to the pursuit of more, bacause really and trully, God created us with the capability to do more than our everyday jobs. Who said you can only pursue one career path? or can only study in one field? What happened to versatility? pursuing one's interests?
Think of how boring we would be if we had no interest in music, books, or movies. If all we lived, ate, became were our careers?

To versality,
Lady B!

No More! (A Poem by Anna Mwalagho)

No More! (A Poem by Anna Mwalagho).

Here's to the triumphant spirit of the African woman.

Enjoy,
Lady B!

The journey towards the pursuit of dreams!

So, like every person, I’ve also been struggling with ‘non-action’. Perhaps it’s a natural phenomenon; but it doesn’t seem to be happening to everyone. There are people who are bold and courageous to do what they set out to do, with no hesitation nor procrastination. And, honestly, I’ve always wished I had that kind of courage.

Anyhow, being a logical person; I’m very big on ideas. I’ve always been an ‘ideas’ person,  but failed to execute. No, rather failed to attempt. Isn’t it amazing  how clichéd it always sounds when someone says “rather try and fail, than try to fail’. Well, I’ve always been on the latter group of people.

But I had my “Aha!” moment, just the other day, when a colleague – one who’s become to be a very good friend and sister (there’s always a good girlfriend around, wherever you are.), shared with me how she set out to pursue her dream and make 2013 the year, when she started living her dream.

And it got me thinking about my journey, where it’s headed and the pace or path it’s on now. I was reminded of all the ideas I’ve got on my journals, which to date, are just ideas written out. I decided then and there, that it is now or never. Either I pursued what I wanted, or just got by and live to regret it afterwards.

So what now?

What now, you may wonder. Well, I’ve decided that this is a new season for me - the dawn of a new day. First, I’m going to take a bold step and act on my ideas and really pursue them. Yes, it won’t be easy, but courage, dedication and hard work are the key pillars to get me to where I want to be. So, I guess, you just watch the  space…..

What are you doing in pursuit of your dreams?

Courageous,

Lady B!

Cry our beloved children - Limpopo girl (7) dies after rape

Limpopo girl (7) dies after rape

Imagine the shock when I heard the news yesterday afternoon of the shameful death of a 7 year old girl following a rape incident by a man she was sent to give keys to.

My heart was bleeding. As a mother myself, I can not even beging to imagine the trauma of your child being raped, let alone die as a result. And yet I ask, are we naive as women (as in the case of the grand mother who sent the little girl to give keys to the men) to trust the men around us? But, then again, what can you do when the very same village of people around you do harm to the child they are supposed to protect? Who can we trust, if our own brothers, uncles, spouses are the ones inflicting pain on our children? Where are our men when our children are being brutally assaulted?

What will become of our nation when its future mothers are caused such damage at an early age? Have we ever stopped to think of what becomes of the child who survives rape?

This week thursday, will mark Human Rights Day in South Africa and 9 other countries. And yet, I wonder, what are human rights? where do they exist, cause they don't exist in my homeland, where children are being raped. Not that the rae of adult women and elderly is correct, but really, how low can we go to even assault a little child with no imagination of what sex or sexual intercouse is? What is the intention even? Is it to hurt the parents, to prove one's manhood, what, what, WHAT?????

Hurting and mind-blogged,
Lady B!

Respect yourself, know your worth

Respect yourself, know your worth