Hmmm many years ago a daughter was born to a very forceful dad and a submissive mom. They eventually ended up having 4 kids. Oh the dad was a preacher as well....

As the years passed the preacher will tell all, your sins known and un-known is forgiven... once he got out of the church he will scold those who did not do as he said. He will go to their houses and the four kids will have to endure hours of doing nothing while he flexed his muscles in his own importance. So it become that those that asked him to pray, believed so much in his word, whatever he said became true. He married couples, using his own marriage as an example of how it is to be in a marriage. After the service he drops his family off at home to go visit his newest fling.

As the years gone by, this daughter grew up. Could not fit into this world of judging and threatening those who would not do their bidding. So the search began....

During weekends she made her husband look at all the Hindu programs on TV. Sadly the christian upbringing could not make peace with statues. So the search continued. From there after a divorce and being a single mum, Islam came her way.

This is better. No one praying you to death and no one that can tell you are wrong... Till they told her that she is not allowed to wear shorts and whatever.... eish!! Since when does my clothes dictate my believe???!!!

Yeah the search continued.... Till February 2010. A friend took me to New Cafe... " Yollie, I'm a pagan". Oh ok. Good for you! "Are you not going to judge me?" WHY??? I'm not there to judge people!!! Over the years I came to the conclusion that "something" was responsible for creation. That "something" had only good intentions. That "something" connects us all to everything yet nothing. As far as I know I was not granted the powers of a reaper/judge. It's not my place, however do tell me more.....

So here I am.... This daughter has evolved yet again... My poor father! He disowned me due to Islam... Imagine I have to tell him I'm a witch!!! He will die ten deaths. My mother decided that I'm her daughter and nothing is worth losing me over. She goes with the flow....My poor mother... she believes I have powers to cast spells!!

That is not me.

Nature has its measure for each of us... We have lessons to learn. Who am I to mess with those lessons? All that I know is that I'm a believer to do well. That I'm not willing to put negative in the universe as the three fold law is a hard learning curve. I'm teaching my kids that kindness cost nothing. That to be respectful and obedient is good stepping stones in life. Be honest and true to yourself. If there is obstacles in life, make a plan and get over or around it...however over is shorter than around... lol.

I've realised that to be true to myself means I need to be true to others. That truth is not always that one wants’ to hear but has to. (meaning me)

Unfortunately people have so much negative in their life. I'm not referring to those lessons in life. I'm talking about the negative they live, breath and eat. What they spread like spores. Hopefully I will be able to teach my sons that life has two choices... either you take those negative things, re-mold it and use it to build a sound foundation or use it as a ball and chain in our life that will bring you down no matter what you do.

I'm still learning the "new" old ways. I'm not full of ideas and wisdom. I do believe that I had a few life lessons that made me who I am today and a truck load full to learn still. Should it come to the point where you feel I ask silly questions...bear with me... I will get to the next level of my foundation.. promise!

Thanks for reading this. It's the first time I'm wording this thoughts on black on white. It's not like I can talk to my family. My siblings will expect me to go to the next family gathering on a broom...Believe me they will expect me too...I'm too much not like them! hahahahaha. By now they expect anything from me and will not bat an eye... only my dad can't make peace with this way out eldest kid of his. His new wife will then go to her traditional healer of choice and ask for muti, if I have to pitch with my house broom! hahahaha.

Have a splendid week. To the Ladies, hope you had a great Women's day!