Every so often I need to check myself to see if I’m not defaulting into a stereotypical race lens when not treated fairly or respectfully – because that’s what we do in South Africa, see things through a racial lens. In these attempts to self-correct my thinking and shake off the feeling sticking to me […]
The Colour of Money Read More »
Yesterday I went to a Writer’s workshop at Rosebank Union Church. The guest speaker was Lucy Gannon, renowned British playwright, television writer and producer. She shared with us her writing journey, challenges and even the design of her lifestyle that supports her work. It hit a nerve when she said, “As a scriptwriter you’re out
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Really nice blog written about Impact Hub Johannesburg. I look forward to her write ups promoting the social entrepreneurial sector.
Inspire. Engage. Educate. Connect. Read More »
Throughout my adult life I have been part of many intentional networks that have shaped not only my career, but my worldview and circle of friends. I find that it is often easier to state your values with conviction when the risks are low and you have been relatively unexposed to various scenarios that life
The Experimental Journey Read More »
I stumble forward. My pains, my hopes, my dreams, my big hairy audacious goal, my legendary pioneering vision, my disappointments, my failures, conversations with my idealistic sixteen year old self. I am the master of my destiny operating within God\’s domain. Yet so much uncertainty, so much self-doubt, so much public portrayal of prosperity, so
The Crippled Visionary Read More »
I am often astounded at how we as the human race have assumed trust of each other. We trust that the driver at the next intersection won’t run through a red traffic light to end our day, we trust that the bank will hold our pennies in a safe place, we trust that the ingredients
Our Collective Values Will Determine The Future Of The World Read More »
When I started university in 1998, it was quite daunting being a timid Coloured student at die Randse Afrikaanse Universiteit (RAU). Everyone from my race group knew each other and social groups were still based on the superficial quality of race. I was not the popular type, and if anything more of a social survivalist.
Celebrating 20 years of Democracy: a gift of subcultures Read More »
Humans are designed for relationship; it’s even biblical. But if you’re expecting a post about an encounter with a beautiful Latin Lover then stop reading now. …It’s my last day in Mexico City and despite being pressed for time; I stubbornly decided that I will be making my way to the Teotihuacan Pyramids. If in
My Day With Raul: across Mexico City Read More »
It is the 2nd January 2014. I have 4 more days before work starts, but I sit here aware that you don’t go on leave from being a citizen of the country. I am deeply struck by the question “What does our country need most now, and how may I play a part in it?”
As 2014 dawns on South Africa – my naïve dreams for my country Read More »
The day before my 15th birthday in 1995 when Nelson Mandela spoke at my school, I did not fully understand the enormity of the man, although I was in awe of him and thought he was a giant with big hands when they shook mine. I remember the media fussing about an eye operation that
An Almost 15 year old meets Nelson Mandela in 1995 Read More »