Sikiliza

Tethering to the present moment Declaring 2023 a challenging year would be, by all means, an understatement. I'm thrilled to put it behind me. That said, I do feel there is something to appreciate about dealing with such numerous adversities… we did a test run of my resolve, and I am glad to say as I write this, I am still standing with a few battle scars to show for it. One of my most profound observations this year is my renewed admiration for my body and its fighting spirit. As Dr Clarissa Pinkola Estés calls the body, our consort and co-warrior. This year, I paid more attention to how it sought safety and connection and its impact on my day-to-day life. One resolution I made earlier this year was to become a student again and learn and listen to my body much more. The journey so far has been a gratifying experience - the notion of restoring wholeness rather than simply seeking a cure makes more sense to me.  In my experience, solely seeking cures is such a sinking hole because ...

Lately, I realise that the notion of aliveness has been an ambient theme drifting around my orbit for the longest time. Now more than ever, this theme plays a more prominent role in my every day as it influences the relationships I care the most about.     Each day I arise, I do my best to be truly present in the moment… for my existence to reflect in my work and play and to keep myself devoted to the people and causes that mean so much to me.   I attempt to master the art of aliveness by remaining rooted and grounded. But alas, how do you uphold your footing when the ground underneath keeps constantly shifting?  As I seek balance and harmony, I realise I need to cast my anchor from within. So, over time, with a lot of ongoing patience, I am discovering ways to reconnect with my inner feet that keep me upright, light and nimble. This journey of self-discovery and compassionate introspection has expanded my questions and responses to life.  But eish, those lesson...

Pictures they say are worth a thousand words… Perhaps this is why I find taking photographs of profound moments so important. Occasionally I put together a series of images and create a postcard set that tells a story… this one talks about how rooted, energised and renewed I feel when I am fortunate enough to enjoy the sights and sounds of sunrise… ᴡʜᴏ ᴀᴍ ɪ 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙙𝙤𝙢  𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨…   𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚… 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣  𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨  𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬  𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠  𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙩.

Innerwork Reflections…  Who am I I am storm…  An eerie calm maintains dominion in ‘the eye’ because she senses raging turbulence outside… Wild and ferocious skies seem severe because she feels the quiet stillness has inside… What do I want To remain awake, curious and grounded unswept by  the shifting tides and waves... both inside and out. What do I want today To retain the countenance accepting whatever  I have no power to  change  with   lighthearted gentleness.   

It's my birthday month! This season for me, is typically filled with delight and a yearning for ways to celebrate life. I never outgrew the euphoria associated with my birthday, and honestly hope I never do.  Weeks before, I harp on to myself and anyone who cares to listen about how special everything is during birthday month.  And yes, I get many, many eye rolls 😊 Climbing the mid-forties is an exhilarating phase for me. Different parts of who I am are coming together. It is a messy but very rewarding metamorphosis. In this evolved me, I  feel very grown up but more light and playful at the same time. I appreciate who I am more and have a better understanding of what I have been through. Sounds simple but there is so much to read between the lines of that statement.  The notion of self-acceptance and self-love can feel so misplaced in a world that places undue importance on  and measuring our self-worth through the gaze of others.    Soon o...

Cattle grounds Trees are life Dukas in Shags Grass hunting... One of the hundreds of Muranga rivers...                             Journeying Home Postcard Collection As the world goes by faster, more efficiently, less personable…  As we lose the significance of handwritten, handmade and apprenticeship as avenues to tap into old and new knowledge As we lose touch with gifts and blessings held in the memory movement and stirrings of our hands, hearts and spirits…  As we try to get to places faster, heads downcast over depending on google maps to tell us where we are and where we are headed… As our eyes remain untrained to reading skies, sunrise, sunsets, marking landmarks to navigate the land…  As we forget the importance of slowing down and taking in the mundane things around us…  As we steer away from immersing ourselves in nature…  As we lose personal touch with loved ones… As we neglect to ...