Every year in August the same pattern has played out in my life, it aint a good one and it always winds up terribly bad with me losing something very valuable. This pattern fights my pysche, my emotions, my discerning powers, my energies. This year wasnt any different, instead it was worse. It didnt just touch the sensitive core of my soul, my cognitive core, it touched my work, it practically touched the raw marrow of my bones, my flesh. It whirled and raptured everything I stand by. When I tried to fight it, it literally squeezed and tightened the muscles of both my legs, twisted my ankles to the verge of breaking my very bones that hold my ankles and feet together and left me half paralysed. I fought it to the end of its life and the end of its pattern. My legs are now coming back to life again. I can feel my brain and my muse coming back. Thank you Nomangesi Plaatjie for being with me throughout this scary pattern of my life this time around and Im sorry that you had to witness my leg paralysis right in the middle of busy hectic Jozi streets. I feel so bad that this pattern has affected my friends and clients, in particular, Belinda Nomteto Ogundipe, Ill make it up to you. Sis Nosiphiwo Macaula, my heart bleeds to have missed the opportunity to share and inspire at Phenomenal Women event, I cried as I tried to write an apology message to you yesterday, I couldnt explain to you what I was going through as I couldnt understand it myself. Above all, today is a new day, a new month, a new year for me. I feel more in control. I shall conquer ALL. Be blessed you ALL.
Posted on: Mon, 01 Sep 2014 05:59:28 +0000
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