So Much History in Such a Small Town.

 Although I did not grow up in Gwanda, a town just over 130Km’s from Bulawayo, it is the capital of the province of Matabeleland South, whenever I am in Gwanda there is a strange connecting feeling I experience I wonder if this is because my great grandparents settled in this town when they respectively arrived and made it their home, many, many decades ago.  I only used to see this town on the few occasions when I passed through by coach on my way to and from South Africa. Gwanda is in an area rich in gold and perfect for the cattle ranching industry,   many decades ago in the 1900’s   some lucky men of European descent came in and made this town their home and established themselves comfortably and making claims to various mines and various farms and they began what is now a history that has changed many lives and creating interconnections within families that I feel someone should write a book about it’s rich history, but then again from the little stories I have heard and been to
What happened in heaven.   I recently got back from a great time spent away with my partner Akin we were in Cape Town the mother city of Southern Africa a place we have fallen in love with. and an opportunity to get know my partner better and I couldn't ask for any place better to spend some great quality moments together. As much as we did so much and many things together let it be known for the record that Akin is the better planner between us, I so often just take things off the surface with some not so good consequences and repairs may be needed after I've had my take on things, but hey, of it all, Its always a blessing and great privilege to spend time with my lover, yes, even if he could make for the best events planner, I truly don’t mind us just sitting there naked all day at home and I’d be just fine with that, that’s just me. As long as Akin is with me, and he has a smile, life’s good. The one thing I really do miss is the Sunday Eucharist at the St George’s Cathedral

2021 The Year That Was.

  One day at a time. At the start of this year, things seemed hopeful with plans for the betterment of life and hope that the year ahead would bring much relief but it becomes clear that dreams are just that, dreams are not reality and easily fade away from memory. Finding Self and I can only look at the cross of Christ. So many circumstances and events occur around me I choose not what comes my way. I have encountered many a situation unwelcome. Fighting off some challenges in some places successful, but with some unknown forces in this year still continuing to follow my life in their insipid hopes that they think could destroy the happiness I am trying so hard to keep in my life by intentionally sending me nonsensical and unnecessary text messages from different numbers that I have tried so hard to just ignore. I am only human and at times such does affect my train of thought that I sometimes wonder who I am simply based on my very own reactions. I often wonder how I come across to s

Just remember that you are loved.

 You have your past which has shaped you into the person you are today - yet still your past is gone, but love remains strong. It is your past that has shaped you and has made you strong enough to stand up for the person that you are today. The values you hold on so true that define you, have brought out a marvellous gem of that which is you. You are surrounded by those who love you and care deeply for you and continue to care even more about you today even much more than yesterday. Some who have only now just arrived in your life but care for you deeper than you may ever know. Just remember, you are loved.


  My thoughts, I own them. My life to live, bold and confidant. My path and I will walk it. My journey, my destination to reach. This is my story and only I can let it be known. The past unchangeable, Only to build better with each day. Hopes, dreams, and positive affirmations create the amazing things to come, I hold on. Through the storm and through the peace, I learn. It is just a moment, and it is with each moment that change begins. There is no such thing as an end.   The heart must love, the mind open to exploring. The flesh nourished but must be controlled. Thoughts and actions bring realities into being. You can only do your best,   Keep on keeping on. Remember, life goes on.  

Coconut Head.

I shaved my head, then he said, You have a coconut head. At best of what he said, I had to hear the rest. I thought to call the priest, as this man was being a beast. As he said, “Oh forgive me, coconuts do grow a beard! of which, you cannot be assured." He has an idea that involves the rear, of which I dare not put into gear. I have adhered I cannot grow a beard. As for my coconut head,  Sheared it shall be.   Me and my coconut head.

Welcome to the sound of silence.

It has been just over one year of this novel coronavirus, the covid-19, which has felt like a year of absolute silence. It is more than a year now that the world looked deep into the eyes of a worldwide pandemic and wondered what was to become of such an event taking place over this earth. Lockdowns, curfews, and restrictions became the order of the day. This novel coronavirus, this covid-19 as it is also known, was this time last year only beginning to sweep through the earth and on this day last year, 4 th March 2020, the World Health Organization said, the number of reported cases of people infected stood at 92,943, with 3,160 people dead from the virus. At that time, those were the worldwide figures and the virus had already reached 81 countries. Globally, as of today 4 March 2021, there have been 114,653,749 confirmed cases of covid-19, including 2,550,500 deaths, this reported by the World Health Organization, and sadly the numbers continue to rise. So much can be heard in the