Personal Mastery

“Personal Mastery is a lifelong journey, you never arrive, it is a commitment to continuously improve yourself.” “Personal Mastery is about: -self love -awareness of what has shaped you -a clarity of purpose” These were some of the first few words I heard upon my arrival at King’s College London. I’m starting my second Master’s…

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A Praise Song for the Womxn I am Becoming

A Praise Song Those moments when I catch a glimpse of myself and marvel! I live for those moments My body has known few of them So when they happen I relish those moments I sing I dance I take out my camera  and wow Look at Me!  Me! I am free,  unburdened falling in…

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Overcoming Subversive Violence a Lesson in Singing to the Moon

It took me falling in love to learn how truly broken I was.  You never know how many messages about loving wrong are ingested from the toxic relationships you grow up seeing, until you start performing that toxicity yourself.  I grew up around violence. Physical and Verbal. It was there barefaced, omnipresent. I remember swearing…

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Body Positivity, a Cyclical Process: because yesterday, I still cried.

“no one can define who you are without your permission”- @anisahamat_ (IG). For years, I have internalised so many harmful lessons, unlearning them is taking just as long. From family, I learnt that I was too dark, too weird, the ugly smart one, derogatorily referred to as Baartman. From toxic friends, I learnt again that…

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Unlearning Human Aspirations

“The function, the very serious function of racism, is distraction”  – Toni Morrison They tell us we are apes, so we spend our time hating apes and fighting to be recognised as human. They tell us we are not human, so we use our energy telling them that we matter, re batho: Motho ke motho ka…

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Intergenerational Trauma

I am tired… of workplace macroaggressions masquerading as microaggressions- and I’M crazyof having my reactions policedof white supremacy masquerading as democracyof negropeans, coons and all manners of house slavesof having to respectfully engage with disrespectful politicsof policing my tongue to caress the egos of white fragilitymasculine fragilityI am tired. This fatigue finds no respite.At home,…

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We did not forgive them, they knew that we were dead. Dead people do not forgive. They concede defeat.

“No chains around my feet, But I’m not free I know I am bound here in captivity” I used to listen to “Concrete Jungle” by Bob Marley and the Wailers, almost every day of 2014. For the most part the song symbolised my captivity in the Eurocentric higher education system in South Africa. It is…

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It is perhaps ominous that so many of us come into this world crying

It is perhaps ominous that so many of us come into this world crying This world that shuns difference How can I not cry coming into this world? This world that alienates I Pushes I to the limit Destroys I wholly Destroys I that it renders I dead Destroys I so completely, that I destroy…

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