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A Spectrum of Being - Reflections on Birthday Week

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It is my birthday week, and this year, I dare say I am excited to mark another year. Yet, the current goings-on are not exactly smooth sailing. Recently, we have suffered a few losses—friends, friends' parents, and family. It struck me just how much our lives are conditioned from a young age to try and separate happiness and grief, as though these two experiences only course through us separately, in a vacuum from each other. Like many latchkey kids, I was weaned on TV, mostly cartoons, and I remember the limited, inevitable themes the storylines would reiterate: good and evil, with absolutely nothing in between. It conditioned me to make quick, swift judgments of characters who had to neatly fit into one of two options. But being just a few days away from my born day, at a time when my nearest and dearest are dealing with profound loss, I am reminded of how life actually works. It throws us whatever it will, and it is up to us to make sense of it. From one day to the next, we find...

A Letter From Other Mama

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Dear Shaba, My sweet, sweet Boiki… I always knew this day would come, but my heart and brain have gone completely still. I cannot seem to remember what a day even looks like without your beautiful aura filling the room. I will never forget the day your Mama and I first caught sight of you. You were just a tiny puppy, hiding behind the monstera leaves, tucked away from the drama and shenanigans of your siblings. Mama fell in love with you right then and there. From the moment we picked you up and brought you home, life became infinitely more beautiful. For fourteen years, you have been our patriarch—the one whose entire legacy was built on love and warmth. Raising you was so effortless. Within our pack, we rightfully called you the 'lovivore', because you truly fed on nothing but love and bones. You were such a gentle, kind dog, and such a magnificent presence. I am so incredibly sorry I was not there to kiss you goodbye, Boiki. I try not to dwell on regrets, but I so deeply wis...

The Great Cosmic Reset: Finding Stillness this Year

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Have you felt the energy shift in the air lately? As we navigate this particular season, our personal lives have coincided with a once-in-a-lifetime energetic convergence. Within a single 24-hour window on February 17, we witnessed a rare alignment: the onset of Ramadan, the beginning of Lent, and the Lunar New Year. Couple that with the recent annular solar eclipse in Aquarius and a weighty, profound Saturn-Neptune conjunction, and it becomes clear: there is a palpable, collective cosmic reset occurring. Part of this reset involves stepping into the  Year of the Fire Horse . In Chinese astrology, the signs and elements cycle so that the Fire Horse appears only once every 60 years—the last was in 1966. The Horse represents freedom, deep intuition, and untamed movement. When paired with the element of Fire, you get a fiercely independent, deeply passionate energy. Essentially, my reading of this is that Fire Horse energy is the universe giving us permission to stop being limited by ...

The Best Time to Find Yourself is When You Are Lost

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  One day you wake up from the reverie and madness of your life and realize that, somewhere along the way, you lost huge parts of yourself. You look at your reflection in the mirror. You hear yourself in conversations with those around you. You go over messages and emails you sent over time, and you struggle to recognize that person from the core that you are. Mentally, you give yourself a look over; you touch your cheeks, a touch on the neck, shoulders, tap your chest and tummy just to see if you are all there. How did things get here? How did I get here? Sounds familiar? Well, this was me coming into the Moyo Tulivu  Silent weekend retreat. I was both recognising and not recognising whole parts of myself as I wove into every day. Some of these internal knots and ties paralysed me, while others swept me away. Both were oddly uncomfortable because I did not feel like I was in the driver seat of my own life. The much-needed noble silence offered a great pause—an invita...