I Am - An Affirmative Poem

Hello Everyone.

It's been a few months since I posted something. I have had some health issues that I had to deal with, a mentally demanding job and travelling difficulties to and from work since my car broke in June. I travelled with my manager for a while but used to leave at 5:45am in the morning and be home around 7pm in the evening. It nearly broke me to have such little sleep and be at work for long hours. Thankfully God answered my prayers and I joined a lift club with my colleague. Now I leave at 6am but get home before 5pm, allowing me time to relax, bond with my partner and exercise when I feel up to it. My health is starting to stabilise which I'm grateful for. I am planning to fix my car in early January 2027. 

Anyway, that was me since my last post in May. I haven't written a poem this year yet, due to time constraints and my health, but I have come across a powerful poem (dare I say so myself) that I wrote last year. By this time I feel so emotionally tired by the way the world has become lately, increasingly racist and gaslighting, increasingly unequal yet many people have become empowered. It is really a big battle for our minds and souls in the era of AI in social media, with advertisers doing everything in their power to attract our attention away from living our lives and just being on our phones to view content seemingly tailored for us to keep us addicted and mostly importantly, online to view their ads and buy their products. Our phones are keeping us away from living healthily and meaningfully to be online to see ads and buy things we don't need. 

Anyway, that was quite a rant. Enjoy this poem, which I think reminds me to just be, to just be me in this fast and turbulent world. Let us stop following every Tom, Dick and Harry that is narcissistic seeking fast fame and fortune on the internet, only to sell their souls to products. Let us live slower, more meaningfully, closer to God, more in tune with ourselves and nature and just be HUMAN. Be human before your life is over and all you did was live for social media or on your phone. Remember, vanity is a sin. Anyway, here is a poem that might spark that interest in remembering who you really are. Enjoy!

 My Poetry - And a Poem Shared

Something that few people know about me is that I write poetry. I have been writing since I was 13 years old and was introduced to it by a classmate and friend called Yolyn as she was a poet herself. The two of us were branded as class nerds and we proudly wrote our poems. I had a blue booklet in which I wrote a few poems, but unfortunately the booklet went missing after lending it to an aunt. However, the very first poem I wrote that was in the booklet, called Abused, I knew from memory and recorded it again later. 

Abused is about how love is abused, how the word love is abused but seldom sincerely practiced. I have a poetry book manuscript and hope to get it published some time in future, but self-publishing would be the way I would go about it. The poem Abused is in the first section of the book and is as follows:

Take care of your hearts guys and girls, choose a partner who builds you up and shares your dreams, instead of tearing it down or not caring. 💓

 Racism Post - 1994. What it looks like in 2026

On a Sunday afternoon when I want to forget about the world for a while, this is the one topic I want to write about the least right now. I have felt troubled by the topic for a very long time, and it is a fact that it affects every aspect of our lives, whether we acknowledge it or not, right into 2026 when things are supposed to be better. 

Some of us recognise it instantly when we encounter racist behaviour, however subtle, while others are in straight denial of it and believe it no longer exists. Often with racists, the latter is is accompanied by the belief that life was much better during apartheid when it was a strange nightmare for the majority during slavery, colonialism and apartheid. 

So apartheid has ended, so now what? In my view, apartheid has continued no longer by law, but by economic and means (example is the so-called cancel culture, glass ceilings and sticky floor syndrome), psychologically and psycho-socially by means of denial, intimidation, micro-aggressions and by emotional divide and rule tactics to keep us internalising the hatred and meting it out at each other as black people (e.g. xenophobia, divides like language, ethnic background and religion) and not the actual oppressor of whom we are very afraid to confront.

 We don't confront racism, especially subtle, as we feel dependent on the oppressor for jobs with a fear of lack of job opportunities, so we fight each other as black people for their jobs. We tolerate being treated badly and being abused in the workplace so that we can feed our families and stay off the street. In this situation, we are vulnerable to exploitation and further abuse. We suck it all up because we need the money, at the expense of our mental health which causes physical symptoms and conditions later on such as high blood pressure, which has the highest prevalence amongst black people all over the world. 

The most important means is the denial of racism while exercising racism by means of keeping the land, wealth and knowledge to themselves while telling us we must get over the past and forget, grow up or not live in the past, so that we don't see what they are doing to us now (racially abuse and then gaslighting) and anyone who defies their demands in the slightest is 'cancelled'. 

I think the best way to deal with racism is to firstly know one's rights and see oneself as a human being deserving of dignity, respect and love. Since racists don't view black people as humans, they don't understand how it is that we are also human when they interact with us. I think confronting racism, even in indirect, subtle ways is also a start. Supporting or defending racists is one major thing us black especially coloured people must stop doing. This is a major sign of Stockholm Syndrome, loving and supporting one's abuser in the hopes that they will stop or love us back. One cannot deny one's lived experience under gaslighting and denial to spare the feelings of false innocence, false security on false belief of supremacy of the few oppressors. 

The biggest elephant in the room in South Africa is colonialism and the denial thereof and the land issue. Once the truth is faced and once the oppression is lifted from those oppressing the majority economically and keeping the racist structures in place and the divide and rule tactics such as xenophobia is fought against, and I am not sure how, only then will South Africa know peace and prosperity for everyone living in it. 

 
A New Star

A new star God placed in the sky

The night when you were born

Another light so high

on our eyes adorn

A new baby brings hope

Your laughter swirls in the air

Bringing warmth inside my coat

As we give love and care

So, you were born for a reason

A puzzle piece in this world

Growing from season to season

How grateful we are for this little girl

To sweet Alexa from aunty Domelia, written in 2023. 

 Good Bye 2025! Some reflections of 2025 and new hopes for 2026

As I start writing this blog on New Years Eve, I realise that some years ago I would never imagine myself blogging on New Years Eve. I must be getting old! But it is as fun just to relax at home in the company of people who care about you like it is to be out there amongst strangers.

This past year as been a year of beginning and endings, of intense anxiety and immense reward. My personal life has been a bit quiet and fairly lonely. My partner V who lives with me ads some love and excitement in my life, as well as appreciated emotional support and nurturing in making me a better woman. I hope to socialise more and be involved in more activities in 2026.

I have been unfairly retrenched from a toxic job at an accounting firm in the Durbanville area at the end of May. I just went along with it as I no longer wanted to subject myself to mental abuse and covert racism. Soon after that my coloured colleague who has a different job there, was retrenched the same way I was, however she was replaced by a new person. Does not make sense but ok she also was happy to leave, as she could no longer deal with the abuse. My partner then at the same time got a big project and could cover our rent for a few months. I withdrew from the UIF and applied for jobs every day. 

I had to make a decision. I had to decide whether I will work in Century City 25km away from home for a better work environment away from the 'boerewors gordyn' and face more stuck up colleagues in that environment, or stay behind the 'boerewors gordyn' and experience emotional abuse and racism but be closer to home and spend less time on the road. I decided to choose Century City and guess what, the Universe/God gave me exactly what I wanted, a senior job at a smaller but successful and growing accounting firm with a much better culture where people of colour are less oppressed. I got this job exactly a month later, so I was only unemployed for one month. The coloured colleagues at the new job are more free to be themselves but still seem to feel inferior to the white people, while feeling superior to blacks and Khoi, as is the social norm in Cape Town. But overall the culture is much better, with a mix of good and evil personalities and those in between. 

I finally have a wonderful manager, though she has her flaws, she is friendly, open and supportive. I finally have a manager and workplace that will support me with studies and give continuous training, after 20 years of being a bookkeeper. For this I am grateful and I hope the year ahead will even be better, though I have decided not to study this year. I have already received wonderful feedback from clients for my service to the senior staff who shared that good feedback with me. And I received a certificate of recognition with some wonderful words of praise on it, though everyone got a certificate of recognition. 

I have had some trouble with my health but with the support of my mother and making full use of my medical aid benefits, and further investing in my health, I have gotten much healthier and still on a journey to improve and optimise my health, as health is actually the normal and natural state of being for a human being. In nature, we are not meant to be ill but are supposed to be healthy generally and use natural medicines for healing. Much of today's pharmaceutical medications are based on natural ingredients or knowledge. 

So 2025 has been a year of beginnings and endings, and one of miracles of which I can only attribute to a higher power. It was a year of change and challenges on the way I view the world and other people. It has been a year of the beginning of loving myself and my loved ones better, and the beginning of creating balance in my life. 

As my seniors at work and my boyfriend has said repeatedly, 2026 will be a good year of growth and prosperity. Cyril Ramaphosa gave me the hope that I needed when he did not back down when Trump bullied him and our country. I was shown that not all white people are racist or at least extremely racist when many white people criticised Trump and those Afrikaaners who went to the US as refugees from a country in which in reality they live in luxury and privilege.

After resting during my holidays I feel much better and am preparing to take on the new year with new vision of balance and well-being. I hope the new year will be the year you want it to be and may the world experience more love and positivity than hate and division. Hands up for 2026, the world and all the good people who want to see goodness reign over evil and darkness and who will strive for that in their own way. Non-alcoholic cheers to you and your loved ones for 2026!

 Update - Lovedrops Jewellery and UNISA Studies

As some of you may know, I started a new job at the beginning of July and have been on probation since then for three months, coming to an end soon. It has been quite an interesting journey so far, as the environment is very different from the northern suburbs, being more multicultural but very English with a bit of Cape Flats dominating, making it a bit more tolerable than behind the 'boerewors gordyn'. Anyway, so it looks promising that I will be made permanent and I will know for sure at month end. 

As for Lovedrops Jewellery, unfortunately I had to close my online store and cancel my subscription, because I am not allowed to have side businesses while working there unless I get permission, but it is risky asking this when I am still new. I guess selling them at a flea market stall is harmless from time to time. 

This month September, I applied for UNISA studies. I was unable to apply for accounting, when finally deciding to make this my first option, but I was unable to apply due to the past where I did not register for the course repeatedly, due to not having finances in the end to study. I do not believe in personal loans as these are risky and can make one bankrupt. I also do not qualify for the NSFAS bursary offered by government, as our household income is above the threshold. I also can't stop working to study full-time (NSFAS is only for full-time studies) because I have chronic medical conditions and need medical aid in case of emergencies. Government hospitals are not in humane condition and the risk of dying there in an emergency is higher in my opinion. I don't want to put my parents under the stress of me not having medical aid. 

I have been accepted at UNISA for my other three options, namely BCom Industrial and Organisational Psychology, B Business Administration and BCom Marketing Manegement. There are certain jobs in these industries in which I have an interest, but due to various reasons I decided not to pursue these studies. It is factors beyond my control and I found that I actually don't have the physical stamina to study part-time and work a stressful job for the next 6-8 years. I also find the accounting industry to be toxic towards people of colour, so I am looking at studying the ICB Financial Accounting courses to qualify with an NQF 6 in financial accounting in 3 years time. Contradictory I know, but I have plans for empowerment. I will not reveal yet what my actual goal with this is, I will tell you once I get there, but the sooner I empower myself with formal qualifications, the better. 

I have had so many dreams and goals over the years for myself, from studies to my jewellery, but due to finances and lack of being exposed to opportunities, I could not fulfil these dreams. I just hope that my heart does not become hard in my pursuit of success and financial freedom, that I forget to be human and still see the world through the lens of truth, righteousness and love. The world is in a bad shape due to all the right wing and gangster forces around us in the media, business and government. The good people who are truly humanitarian, progressive and loving should make their voices heard and actions felt. For myself, my wish is to start an NGO on the side that will support vulnerable families with food and educational supplies for children, basically a charity. I do not want to become an accountant who is cold, selfish and conservative. I still want to hold on to the human within myself and serve my community. This is possible.  

On a lighter note, I got my first pair of reading glasses yesterday. I went for an eye test for prescription contact lenses two months ago, and the optometrist mentioned that at my age I might start needing reading glasses, and I actually have been struggling to see close by for a couple of months, so yes she just confirmed that I needed reading glasses. After really struggling to see text on pages and computer screen at work, I got them yesterday. See pic below, I love my new specs!

 Lovedrops Jewellery - One of my Longstanding Passions 

As some of you may know, I have been making beaded jewellery since 2011. I was unemployed at the time and wanted to start my own business. I looked on the NYDA website for some ideas, and found jewellery making as something I would be interested in. 

I have been crafting jewellery ever since and enjoy it immensely, when I get to do it. I have taken breaks of months or years in between at a time due to lack of funds to buy beads. I currently have a whole lot of jewellery I'd like to let go of that I have made over the years. 

I'd like to ask my readers to consider supporting my jewellery hobby by purchasing one or two items, if not for yourself then as a gift for someone you love. In my new job I am not allowed to have side businesses, so I was thinking to rather donate a percentage of proceeds to people who need it. I was unable to make a success of my business due to lack of funds for marketing and not being able to afford an online store. The logistics of selling online full-time is also not feasible due to working full time in a demanding and tiring job. However, I'd like to make my current online jewellery store go live and then just have the jewellery posted once on a Saturday through a Postnet or by collection from my home in Kuils River. 

I'm just putting this out there for those who would like to help me help others in need through my hobby. So essentially the funds will go to people in need and to fund bead and supplies purchases. I would not get any of the profits, so it would run like an NGO, but won't be an NGO. Just being able to do my hobby will be rewarding enough for me. Please consider supporting this wonderful initiative, coming from a place of love and creativity. I will post the link to the online store once it is live, probably by next week. 

UPDATE: I AM ALLOWED TO SELL JEWELLERY IN MY NEW JOB. I have not made the online store live yet and might soon.