Sikiliza

Let me look at you, bathed in this morning light I bask in your radiance, it fires my soul... Let me feel your skin, trace fingers so lightly   Escape into your liquid sleepy ebony silk.... Let me hear your voice purr waking up slowly  pleasure waves jolt all my goosebumps   Let me taste you over over and over again I always thirst for you ..fidgety at these delicious thoughts..... Let me soak the scent of you to fill my lungs Coursing inside all of me as I breathe, in a slow smouldering burn   You fire up all my senses my love   So.... reach out your hand out to where I am... As the sun tongue licks our glistening dark skin Feel me waiting warm and ready... I exist for   your   love rays     and   sunshine All we need is for you to lean in   And trace a trail with your kisses on me... Mark me and make me yours Here.. here and here ... then ... breathe.... ...

And the world was whole again thanks to the few and far between Sheroes... Those with a deep sense generosity in their spirits.... Those who give willingly, fully and not expecting back.... Those who are supportive even when they do not fully understand things.... Those who take risks on love, on people or feelings and choose to see the best in others.... Those who surrender to the pleasure of my open arms Those who are terrified of the unfamiliar and unknown emotions coursing through them But gamble their heart and pick YOU anyway...over and over and over again.... Those who are not drowned by disenchantment of lost love and always see the spark of new connections and immerse deeply into it... Those who always round back to ask what you need or want.... And most importantly those who offer nothing more than themselves, their time and presence for the pleasure of another.... Deep kindness is difficult to find because even the most well meaning of us...

The Single Word on my Epitaph....  I do not seek to create a masterpiece or be a renowned lauded wordsmith. But it is on gazing at a night sky like tonight that I cant help but be moved to muster some words to divulge And capture a slice of my feelings as they wash over me  About the miracle that you are... This fondness will likely remain caged, in that mouldy dusted place... forgotten beyond the shadowy whispers reverberating to you through my wishful thinking.... So completely matchless is your gentleness such that when our souls recognised each other many many moons ago, I knew I would be forever altered. Therefore there can be no adequate supply of ways I can describe and celebrate you... But I can stand and bask in the night sky tonight...thinking back and through all the ways you lifted a smile off my face and declare; The universe has felt the strong waves of joy you infused me in me that courses through every cell of my being the...

We get so tangled in those sticky webs   of life’s complexities that we often forget That tiny essential process of asking and acknowledging our innermost desires. We move so fast to get ahead of time;   no pause such that we lose ourselves   And our expunging is complete when everyone else’s needs but ours count. We wade voluminous waves to stay afloat   our mind and bodies bruised and battered   By whims of others and crumbled wishes remain unseen by changeless hearts. We plod on laced with embers of hope   that some day we will recognise ourselves   Amid the bones buried in forgotten-land layered into Mountain Could-Have-Been.

I have been thinking about art, language and expansiveness.  About 4 years ago I decided to put my dreams and ideas into accessories and create a brand around it. At the time, I was simply revamping my collection and in no time I had too many of them. That year they made great gifts at Christmas then my friend asked why I wasn’t selling them. I shrugged.... it does not always come naturally that the things we love can be the things we do and make a living out of. Fast forward to today..... I am so glad that along the way my creativity, design, playfulness and workmanship skills are still growing thanks to a great community and camaraderie of artists, jewellery and accessory designers who swap ideas and skills. The most distinctive thing has been their generosity of spirit, the appreciation of great design, the bottomless pit of creativity that blunts the hard edge of tense competitiveness that capitalism often creates. We work on similar products, targeting sim...