Undoing of a Slave

I HAVE A NATURAL AFFINITY FOR THE UNDERDOG!

There are various reasons for this. Growing up in a house where my Dad's moods were unpredictable to say the least , was tough. Do the math… 17 years x 365 days of which a rough estimate of experiencing violence was at about 70% of the time. I phoned my sister to check my facts to make sure that I am not overstating the figure. PLEASE don't feel sorry, we survived and came out tough….lol. The point is this: 'When you fear for your life, you try make yourself as invisible as possible, fight back eventually as you are designed to survive, become a hater of people by brushing all people with the same brush or become empathetic to others because you don't want to be a history repeater; and, through default of circumstances, become a slave to others opinions to try make them love you.

I HAVE BEEN A SLAVE TO MANY THINGS!

(An excerpt from 'Identity Theft', Dr. Rob Spina)

Because I wasn't allowed to experience myself as one should I became a people-pleaser, drug addict, sex addict, love addict, workaholic, GOD addict and worst of all a self-harming 'aholic. The two addictions that I must still conquer are cigarettes and chocolate.

The amazing thing about GOD is that, all of a sudden, I am being granted mercy to experience myself as a human.

I know this sounds strange, but let me explain. For years I was addicted. I merely SLIPT from one addiction to another, quite unbeknownst to me. When each didn't yield the necessary healing I moved onto the the next thing.

But; you are asking; GOD ADDICTION?
I was addicted to the idea that GOD, would wave his magic wand and make me straight, not hurt, and be HEALED of my issues. Well huuuuuuuny, GOD can but he does not choose to work that way. Well not unless he is making a point about something to teach us a lesson about the point he is making. The reason, as I understand it and I cannot speak on his behalf, we are required to do our own personal homework, is that we are designed to be empathetic to others.

WHAT DO I MEAN?
2003 (roughly)
One day, driving past Emperors Palace on my way to my out-patient after-care program, I had this experience:
Me: God, please can I go in and gamble? I really wouldn't mind having a bit of an easy time for a bit. Some money would make this recovery thing so much easier. I wouldn't have to work sooooo hard to make money to try pay the bills, pay for my Councillor, pay for petrol to drive, live in a more uplifting home, go on a holiday and get away from it all for a while. I mean you know that what I am saying is true. I am not asking you to fix me, I tried that but you haven't, I am asking for a chance to fix my mess.
God: My boy, if I did that don't you think that you would keep going back to keep achieving your goals by gambling? Also, babe, let's look at it from my birds eye view…. if I do that for you, isn't it fair then that I do it for everyone as EVERYONE is my child?
YES, I DO TALK TO GOD LIKE THIS AND VISA VERSA. I PROMISE THAT IF YOU HAVE TO ASK RUBY WEBER, IF SHE REMEMBERS, IT TOOK A FEW MOMENTS TO CALM MY NERVES, AS I HAD JUST BEEN TAUGHT THE MOST INCREDIBLE LESSON…..FIRSTHAND.
{I am honestly not making this up. I was in my little canary yellow FIAT UNO driving to HOUSE OF MERCY in Boksburg to see RUBY….I was late as usual and despondent about having to scratch the bits of a life together….I wanted a 'fix it all miracle'.}

Needless to say that I am 43, still gay and progressively taking more and more ownership and responsibility for my own life. I THINK THAT GOD WANTS, PEOPLE WHO ARE LEARNING TO GET OVER THEMSELVES WHO CAN ENCOURAGE OTHERS TO DO THE SAME SO THAT WE ARE NOT SLAVES TO HIM, MONEY, DRUGS, SEX, SELF-PITY, HATE, FEAR, AND INSECURITIES. From my own personal experience, I am seeing that love doesn't avoid issues it takes us through them to teach us about authentic love.

When I was deciding to write this topic called: 'Undoing of a Slave'; I really thought that it was going to be about the perspective of a 'western' human philosophy regarding our ego that thinks it has the answers on how to fix the world.

(The amazing thing is this, WE DON'T! Not one person has the answers to life! When we speak to various people we quickly learn that our perspective is NOT the only accurate one)

A Story:

A client was telling me about how she got fed up of her husbands, seemingly, haphazard way of organizing his clothing. Soooooo, she set about reordering his closet by colour code and shirts, pants, jackets etc. SOUNDS FABULOUS RIGHT?
Well hubby blew a gasket. His 'Closet Philosophy' is: Clothing can be worn 2x if not dirty…..so his system is unworn clothing to the right and 1x worn clothing to the left. The second time clothing went into the wash basket. When he got to the middle and there was nothing to wear then problem. So this innocent deed of reordering the closet meant having to wash everything from scratch as it was impossible to know the unworn from the worn 1x.
This lesson taught my client, her hubby and myself that both systems work and neither can be said to be more accurate.

Bringing it home.

This article (click ⬇️) , that I found when researching my topic about, 'Undoing of a Slave', is a beautiful perspective of a person of colour's point of view about things in an Afrocentric world.
DO YOU HAVE A SLAVE MENTALITY?

Well huuuuuuney, sweetie darling, luuuuuuuvie, bokkie, skat; ne'?

The writer may or may not be tongue-in-cheek in this article. All I do know is that this article is ACTUALLY an insight into every household; be it whatever nationality.

After 23/24 years of hairdressing I can confidently say that each of us suffers from a slave mentality. You see it in our over-exertion in our cars, homes, relationships, careers, social patterns and the way we present ourselves.

IF IT DOESN'T LOOK GOOD, TASTE GOOD, SMELL GOOD, COST GOOD, SOUND GOOD OR FEEL GOOD WE ARE NOT GOOD…. SOUND FAMILIAR.

We spend so much time hiding ourselves through being slaves to opinion that we have become addicted to proving others WRONG. We are creating a mentality that follows certain rules, like sheep, because that is THE NON-SLAVE WAY. Look like a BOSS, act like a BOSS, talk like a BOSS…..

WELL…..

I AM IN A PROCESS OF LEARNING TO TRUST MYSELF, GOD AND LIFE BY ELIMINATING THE INTERPRETATION OF OTHERS OF SUCH….THIS MAKES ME A REBEL…. SO FAR: I HAVE NEVER LOVED GOD, OTHERS AND MYSELF MORE. I AM SEEING THAT WHEN GOD SAYS, "JUSTICE IS HIS," HE MEANS IT AND CERTAINLY DOES IT. I have had to eat humble pie to break my inner slave that has been trying to be EVERYBODY ELSE but me. I was trying to be a BOSS. Yet in my flaws I have learnt to acknowledge the flaws in others too, but LOVE them anyway…..I THINK THIS IS WHAT IS CALLED 'POETIC JUSTICE'.

This following quote says it best:

The undoing of a slave is perhaps asking, "How do we, as a world, become free; together?"

A BIG SONG THAT TEACHES US, SINGULARLY & GLOBALLY ABOUT SAYING SORRY!

(Click⬇️)
SORRY

Stay your amazing self!

✌🏽
AJB•

the ANGRY african

I have argued myself every which way and whether or not to write this blog. Yes, even the title is exactly DELIBERATE. I have stumbled into a global consciousness and I don't know if I want to know it. Trust me, if what I just saw in my awake dream is possible, then I am scared. REALLY SCARED!!!!!


Off the bat, let me explain a few things.
1) This week has taken its toll on me. Even my clients are saying that I look tired, which probably means exhausted. Most people are too polite to say exactly the truth; even less want to hear it.
2) Remember in some of my earlier blogs how I have mentioned that I was born psychic and that it is the kind that happens to me from time to time? Well today I saw a client, for the first time, and this message came out of my mouth to her…..a complete and utter stranger…."Don't let the unresolved thing that you have not forgiven yourself for make you become a prisoner for your child's choices.' RIGHT?!!!!!!!! The best part is that I was in the Johns when it came to me. The metaphor is a cold and pungent one. Well tonight it's 12:35 AM and I cannot sleep. No, I am not drunk, stoned, high and or anything else.
3) This week has brought out something in me that is searching for answers….I think all of us are in the same boat?! Discovering that I am an empath, with an ability to (sometimes) see things, but always get vibes, in a week like this week with our lives hanging on by a thread due to our political landscape is pulling me apart. It sounds awfully dramatic, but I can't sleep, I am eating less than normal, my usual flirty humor is not as loud. I am preoccupied to say the least.
4) I started a thing called: 'Conversations in a Cab' with the intention of broadcasting day to day chats with various people I meet….keeping drivers anonymous and streamed live using Facebook.
(if you want to check it out click ⬇️)
Conversations in a cab 1
Conversations in a cab 2
Conversations in a Cab 3

The truth in ZA at the moment is that there is a racial divide that is causing some issues.

On the one-hand we have 'foreigners' arguing their rights based on personal achievement through hard work, rights to live here as they are born here and some who are in this camp desperately protecting the gains they got from an Apartheid regime.
One the other hand we have African africans who are arguing their rights based on the fact that they are indigenous to Africa.

The problem……

Out of my conversations and although there are only 3 links ⬆️, I have been having these conversations since the engine in my car blew almost a year ago. Being put into a situation of using a cab service has opened my understanding to things that I am guilty of being blissfully unaware of in any real REAL sense. Yes, I have spoken to many other race groups but it is usually within my work relations, or within my sexual preference sub-culture or in passing as I go past in my daily hustle.
Being in a cab can be terribly awkward daaaaarling, if one does not talk to the only other occupant; the driver. This year has taught me so much!!!!

I am ashamed to be a white male living in ZA.

HERE IS WHY?

The #noconfidencevote has stirred up an entire nation that each seek to be validated. Watching some fluff on Netflix, trying to switch off and fall asleep from it all but can't.
The BIGGER picture is terrifying! Seriously!

I know that I am not an amazing poet, but heck I try…..lol.
What this poem is about is the bigger picture of Africa.
Let me zoom out for you a little bit….
Once upon a time Africa was filled with only Africans. Traveling people came. Wars were fought. Land cultivated, mines, industry etc etc blah blah blah.
Back to today…..
Religion teaches that God made all man equal. Evolutionists claim that all life started in Africa. Technology makes information available.
All good so far, not rocket science really or is it?

THE MATH:

WHY IF AFRICA IS THE ORIGIN OF ALL LIFE, AND ALL PEOPLE ARE EQUAL ARE THE AFRICAN AFRICANS, COMING FROM BEING SOLD AS SLAVES TO THE WESTERN WORLD & SLAVES IN AN APARTHEID REGIME STILL THE LEAST BENEFITED PEOPLE IN THE WORLD OF ITS OWN RESOURCES AND LABOUR.
The African is angry…….can you blame them? Can I really claim any rights being born here when the politeness of an African Africa has been disappointed by many a failed promise?!?!?!

Wouldn't you be angry!

The indignity of having to sell yourself, via live streaming on sex sites to try make money to survive, or to clean the homes of a pale skin people who are actually foreigners on your continent, who treat you badly and pay even worse….wouldn't you be angry!
Herein lies the problem…

79.2% of African Africans make up the total population! We have a corrupt government!
Skilled/professionals are emigrating leaving parents behind. The birth rate is climbing in the majority population whilst incomes are not.
Elitists are keeping themselves separate from the masses which creates the impression of an unwillingness to treat the origin of all life, made equal by God, who are hard done by by the industries that they sweated blood for……..
OF WHICH DURING APARTHEID 1/10 OF THE POPULATION CONTROLLED EVERYTHING!

Wouldn't you be angry!

So now we have a moderately educated mass of people with access to global information and an ever-increasing awareness that they lost out on the treasure of their birthright continent….

AND IF WAR BREAKS OUT…AND IF THE SATISFACTION OF CLAIMING ITSELF BACK AS THE RIGHTFUL OWNERS OF ITS CONTINENT….AND IF THE CONTINENT DECIDES TO GET SOME OF THE ORIGIN OF ALL LIFE WEALTH BACK FOR ITSELF?!?!?!

YOU CATCH MY DRIFT!!!!!!!

Let's just hope that enough, love gets spread around fast enough to calm the angry African. We have seen the costs of war and it is devastating…..
I do not want to be an alarmist, but the pictures that have run through my head are staggering to say the least…… now take that scenario to the angry chinaman or angry Indian…..
Catch my drift……?!?!?!?!?
WORLD POPULATION BY COUNTRY

A CAUTION TO THE WISE, BEST WE START SPREADING SOME OF THE LOVE REAL FAST BECAUSE TECHNOLOGY IS GROWING INTO THE WORLD AT AN ALARMING RATE THAT IS BRINGING WITH IT DISSATISFACTION.

Think about it……people talk……that we know for a fact! The other thing is:' If all life started in Africa aren't all the citizens on the planet actually African?'

Stay your amazing self!

✌🏽
AJB•

Capitalist Rift

I dream of having mega-millions to do the things my heart desires. The reality is that I have lots of yards to make up. Yards spent on actions that stunted my growth; for a bit. I MADE BIG MISTAKES, STEMMING FROM UNRESOLVED PERSONAL ISSUES! With those are dealt with and continuously so I can now focus on building my capitalist goals. WHO DOESN'T WANT BUCKS?

I came under fire, recently, from vocally strong people who know absolutely nothing about me at all.


(Off Twitter)
In life I guess one has to take all opinions of others about ourselves and source relevant information that can be used for growth. None of us is beyond reproach and we all need a re-evaluation of our goals, ethics, values and behaviours sometimes. The thing is not to harp on the irrelevant stuff, it easily can take us onto a track of self-sabotage and destruction.
BEEN THERE, DONE THAT!!!!
I took to Google and read as much as my tired eyes and mind would allow me to. What I discovered, regarding, the accusations against me was some deeper clarity.

I started looking up the concept of 'White Monopoly Money'.

It is undeniable that there are more billionaires and millionaires that are white. One has to consider the fact, however that our history made it possible for it to be so. Let's be honest, Apartheid enriched some people. But, and it is a big but; the wealth of ZA is not exclusive to whites. There are incredibly wealth black, Indian, coloured, Chinese and every race group included.
These links ⬇️ are interesting proofs of such:
Wealthy Women
Wealthy Black Men
27 Wealthy in ZA
African Wealth

One cannot argue that some benefited from Apartheid, some from BEE, some from the 'buddy-buddy' inner circles nepotistic business operations, some from gangster type business and some from serious hard work.

Yes, it is frustrating to me as a so-called middle-class citizen to see the rich getting richer off the the sweat of you and I. The I interesting thing is that almost everyone of those listed got a 1)higher education, 2)used things to their advantage, and 3) continue to maximize profits by squeezing the guys below.

I NOT SAYING THAT I AGREE WITH THIS PRACTICE. Truthfully it freaks me out that people can have little concern for the people that are milked, for exclusive gains!

BUT!!!

There are lessons that you and I can use, to play the game back. Unfortunately it means, sacrifice.
1) Don't spend money on unnecessary goods.
2) Grow some our own food
3) Join community saving plans
4) Read books and cut out TV
5) Quit drinking and eating out
6) Don't drive expensive cars, cheap cars that are low cost to run will also get you from A to B
7) Shop for cheap clothes
8) Don't eat too much
9) Try not to waste food
10) Live a small life on a cash only basis for as long as possible
11) SAVE!!!!!!!!!

IN OTHER WORDS, STOP POURING OUR SALARIES BACK INTO THE MARKETS THAT ARE ALREADY RICH. I FOR ONE AM STARTING TO LOOK AT A CHEAPER DATA SERVICE….I MEAN REALLY SINCE SWITCHING FROM MTN TO VODACOM I AM SUDDENLY USING 30-40GB OF DATA. I am doing what I always do and with MTN I used between 10-15GB pm.

I watched Schindler's List lastnight and I must say, besides the horror of that time, the entrepreneurial lesson is rather blindingly bold. A line from the movie is this,"Take it. If you are not going to eat it, trade it. Build yourself up."

I want to share a story:

When i came out of rehab, I only had the scruffy farm clothes I had from rehab. I eventually got some clothes from storage, but everything else was gone. I found a job at a tiny unknown salon in an industrial part of town. The owner paid me daily and I would use my pennies to buy a bit of food, pay my brother some rent and buy cheap clothes from PEP. I looked decent. I would get dropped off at work by my brother and walk the 5-8kms home. Eventually I found a better job. The salon would pay cash on a Sunday, to motivate staff to work. I worked every Sunday. That meant 6 days a week. I made a bit more money and could then shop at MrP. I bought a second-hand car, moved into a small garage converted cottage with furniture that my church donated to me. I messed up here and there by relapsing but I kept on. For nearly 1 1/2 years I lived on R150 food a week as I now had 2 big expenses car debt and rent. I borrowed money from my BF to enter hairdressing competitions to get my name back out there and starting buying better hairdressing equipment. Scissors etc are not cheap!!! I eventually moved salons to the northern suburbs and struggled to find a place I fitted in. I was still being judged as a junky even though my relapses were getting further and further apart. I eventually could afford to move to a better, safer home after being burgled 2x and nearly 7x in 5 weeks. Still my car is sitting at a garage needing to be repaired after the engine blew. I still don't have a medical aid, tv, microwave, or fancy clothes, investments and I don't go to fancy dinners and certainly not holidays…..yet.

Does it mean I am less of a person because I don't have material wealth? No….in fact the fact that I am brave enough to do my 'emotional & spiritual' homework is seeing me more happy than most.

I work my butt off, I self-promote on social-media (which for the record I hate with a passion…it's so boring….I am more of an outdoors kind of person) , I have worked various additional jobs for free for publicity, and try my best to meet clients financial needs so as to not lose business. Slowly, slowly my client base is growing, I managed to buy 2 couches (cheap ones), did my own art for my walls and wear my bleached stained clothes for as long as I can to avoid spending unnecessary money. Finally, I am working towards owning my own business, and I am doing it fairly and honestly by paying my assistant 1 1/2x the minimum wage. Would I like to pay more….you bet and as soon as I can i will. But, I am also training her to blow dry hair so that I can promote her to get clients at a cheaper rate to help herself. As soon as her skill set increases then I can help her charge more for her abilities.

So before we judge the wealthy, who may be greedy and self-serving….let's also look at our own life choices and see what we are doing that is keeping us from reaching our goals.

Many a rich man, started from nothing. The question has to be asked, are we willing to make the effort? (click ⬇️)

Self-made Rich Women
Self-made Wealthy people


I am far from where I want to be, but the one thing that has kept me going, even when it hurt like hell to be judged is this: "God thinks I am worth it!"

Don't let anyone tell you that you can't. It is going to be flipping difficult, you will cry a lot, be tired a lot and be hurt a lot…..but boy when you get that next step closer the joy that fills your heart outweighs all of it, every time.

JUSTICE WILL COME TO THE PROUD, LOFTY AND GREEDY……I HAVE SEEN IT A THOUSAND TIMES.

Can you imagine that a piece of paper with ink on it, will control another so much that they would rather see another human starve before them than cough up a bit of mercy…..well I have seen it and all the paranoia, insecurities, unhappiness, and loneliness that comes with it. God knows…..I have cut some of their hair!!!

I would rather die doing as much good as I can, love as many as I can, than have all the money in the world. But, if I can grow myself to be able to have a few more dreams come true too, for me and others, then I will have created the capitalist rift within myself.

This song from Pink is a reminder that we are not alone in our feelings…..The lyrics are a reminder to all of us that each of us count. We must make the effort to reach out to eachother because we are all that we each have. What comes next….nobody knows, exactly!!! But a warning to the pompous…..a global consciousness is growing, and God forbid that revolution rises up…..well there is nowhere to run….hun?!?!?!?! JUST SAYING!!!! (and gosh can this woman sing…..darn girl you are on fire)

PINK: 'WHAT ABOUT US'
Click ⬇️
WHAT ABOUT US

Stay your amazing self!

✌🏽
AJB•

Destiny’s Touch

An incredibly significant part of my day is spent touching people. I knew from young that I am a lover of people, art, dance, justice, clothing, food, adventure and kindness. I remember, accidentally, breaking a guys arm in a tackle during rugby practice. Yes, have a good chuckle. This sister…..lol, played rugby for a bit. Anyhow, the event devastated the empath in me and I did his homework until he was able to do so on his own again. This might be the reason I stopped playing right wing, and or flank. I couldn't live with myself that I had broken another part of another's body.
I gravitated more towards the arts at this point. I decided law was a no-no as I couldn't live with myself if I willingly defended a guilty person. Psychology looked glum as I, instinctively knew that I would destroy myself trying to save another. GOSH MY LIFE CERTAINLY ATTESTS TO THIS.

The magnificent blow that RSA politics has unraveled lately, prompted today's blog.

Destiny!!!!!

A world famous and respected political activist said it like this.,…..

One of my prized books that I will spend the rest of my life working through, is a gift from humans I respect deeply, Pastor Andy & Alison BARNARD.
It is titled, 'Unlocking the Bible Omnibus' written by author David Pawson. Without guidance any subject matter can easily be interpreted to meet whatever end one wants. One of the oldest arguments people use against the Bible is:'How can you trust the Bible it is written by man,'' well huuuuuuney, sweeetie, daaaaaarling so is EVERYTHING ELSE.
The point is that David Pawsen, has done the daunting task of plotting the timelines, facts behind the stories, conveys geography and other interesting bits about this religious book that upsets people so easily.

To the bone, these books tell a story of destiny.

I fell into hairdressing because of a tiny advert in a local newspaper placed by Sloane's Hair Company in Durban. I owe those brothers, Raymond, Donald, and Clinton, Claire, Craig, Jay and Donovan so much. They moulded a young man. It took me years to get a grip on my debilitating addiction, but the vision they had in me is finally emerging…..lol. Thank you guys for saving a lost heart…..or as I was described…..diamond in the rough.

There is a love, that if we are willing to find it, will guide our choices towards the ideal destiny for which we are designed. Obviously, because it is love, and love isn't love if it is forced, love allows us the consequence of our choices to teach us about itself.

This artist Alex Gross (below) is presenting an albeit morbid reflection on society, the philosophy of is work represents the disconnection between us in an ever-increasingly connected world.
'X Phone' vividly explains how REAL LIVE EXPERIENCES are being ousted for virtual slavery leading to death. Technology is a serpent, he argues.

What do you think?

Back to the politics of RSA….. thankfully the ANC has shown ZA where it's destiny lies. It has prophesied it's death by choosing to put into the gutter of corruption the urine of its self-enrichment seeking officials. They chose, now ZA is choosing. With the DEMOCRATIC ALLIANCE pushing for the dissolving of parliament to start afresh….1994 here we come again. The hope of a nation swallowed 'full phallus' by the bitch of a most destructive family.

This is how they will be remembered in history…..in the words of Somizi, 'Ag shem'. Yes shame on them.

The way forward towards DESTINY!

In this brilliant Heineken commercial, destiny is the outcome of a method. This method must be deployed going forward….(not getting drunk, but rather getting to know eachother…..properly)

click ⬇️
HEINEKEN: WORLDS APART #OPEN YOUR WORLD

From a 2 sentence advert in a local Durban newspaper, 23 years later, winning the Twincare SA Hairstylist of the Year 2017, being an internationally read blogger, applauded by others for standing up for justice, being seen over 50000x for marching and dancing against corruption, a blog about dreaming of unifying an industry, to accepting becoming a volunteer to the democratic alliance, donating money to Breadline Africa charity, and facing his personal demons; destiny is so profound to me that I am excited to be part of change in South Africa's landscape.

ERIC OF BETTERMAN SAYS:

Strategic Warfare
 
It can be scary…

Fear of failing. Fear of what others might say. Fear of finding out whether you really have what it takes.

All of these prevent you from creating, building and designing something that could change your life (and the lives of others).

I know it can be scary to bare your dreams in the public domain.

I do it every single day.

On Monday, I shared a chapter from my upcoming book. It wasn't quite ready. But, I shared it nonetheless. Not worrying about someone stealing my idea. Or whether it's perfect.

The feedback I got has been very valuable. Feedback I would not have gotten if I toiled away in secret.

Take heart.

Do.

Acta non verba,
Erik
Founder of BetterMan

 But,if I may take a liberty and say thank you to my Higher Power.

Each of us has a purpose and special place in our world. Why it happens as it does, is beyond me. All I do know is that, we each have a history, we each have a choice to draw from it the goodness of it's lessons and to HEAL THE WORLD.

CHOOSE WISELY!

✌🏽
AJB•

The Squirrels Tale

Why do squirrels have bushy tails?

'A squirrel’s tail is much more than a fashion accessory. It serves 3 main functions that enable the squirrel to survive: protection, balance and communication.

For example a squirrel can wrap its tail over its body to protect itself from the rain or snow. It can also wrap it around itself when sleeping to keep itself warm.

During the summer squirrels can use their tail to keep cool. By pumping more blood into its tail, the squirrel can lower its body temperature.

The other main function for the tail is as a counterbalance when leaping through the trees.

If you watch a squirrel walk along a wire for example, you will probably notice it swinging its tail from side to side to maintain its balance.

The bushyness of the tail can also function as a kind of parachute, slowing a squirrel’s descent should it fall, which does happen sometimes.

 Squirrels also use their tails to communicate. By flicking its tail quickly 3 times in a row a squirrel can warn other nearby squirrels of danger, such as a predator. Other squirrels are always on the lookout for this signal, and will become more alert when they observe it. Squirrels also ‘shiver’ their tails when approaching a member of the opposite sex.' (Nuts about Squirrels blog)

HELLO!

It stares me boldly in the face!

After yesterday's debacle in the RSA Parliament, I was beat. Not as in beat, like Rocky in every movie, that too, I was spent. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that I would be as brazen as I was yesterday to make my voice heard in solidarity to the heroes of the day….. Mmusi Maimane and Julius Malema. Good sirs, if I could I would hug you and personally congratulate you for unifying a nation. You guys were SPECTACULAR to say the least. It's enough to make a girl weak at the knees daaaaaaaaarling……lol!

Ok, ok, ok huuuuuuuny, jump right in shall we?
I had a darn awful nights sleep! Tossing and turning, I dreamt and fought and cried and dreamt some more. I mean, hello, I even woke up confused as to where I was. Has that, ever, happened to you? Thank goodness for some bitter coffee and all normality is restored!

Some of my favourite 🎥 of all time are: Blind Side, Elizabeth, The Letter, Children of a Lesser Dawn, Chariots of Fire, Superman, Forest Gump, King Kong, Loev, The Colour Purple, Okja, Amazing Grace…..to name a few. Yup; that dude I am. As an empath, the movies that move ones soul to deeper level of consciousness, those movies stick in me. But perhaps it is this one, 'Amazing Grace', that has left the most heart wrenching impact on me. (click ⬇️)
AMAZING GRACE

Why:

We humans lie?
We humans are cruel?
We humans are power hungry?
We humans destroy?
We humans are self seeking?
We humans kill?
We humans are greedy?
We humans are capable of goodness, if we choose?
THIS MOVIE REFLECTS AN ARRAY OF HUMAN TRAITS. BUT THE MOST GLORIOUS IMPACT, ONE THAT I HAVE HAD PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH, IS THE FACT THAT A LOVE BEYOND THIS WORLD CHANGES US WHEN WE ARE PREPARED TO FACE OUR DEMONS!

Ok darnit….. I have dragged the spongobadoo out for long enough! Can I get an AMEN…..lol!

The squirrel tail:
1) Protection…..keeps itself warm
2) Communication……sends signals with tail
3) Balance….swishes it from side to side

Right……let's go!

I am not advocating animal cruelty!!!! This is a hypothetical scenario!
To injure a squirrel one would cut off it's tail….right? The question is what do I mean?

As a recovering addict, I can tell many tales, of how bosses, rightfully so, cut off my tail. In a salon if stylists are failing to meet the demands placed on them, owners simply stop booking them clients until there (tail) revenue is so low that they are forced to look elsewhere to survive. I have been in this scenario many times in the past. I am happy that it happened like this as it taught me to address the elephant in the room.

Are you starting to catch my drift?

Not yet……ok…..stick around!
Traditionally, political warfare centered around cutting off the tail of the squirrel to force it to either die, limit its ability to survive and as a prize of a victory won. This metaphor can best be deployed in our RSA politics today…..if we as a nation chose to. It's simple really; hide our money. In this instance the tail of the squirrel is the grasping for money to enrich itself.

Do you see me now?

But!!!!!!!

In the movie Amazing Grace, battles are fought in a dignified and honest manner. Yes, it is the long way around! But, I can tell you from experience that when one doesn't know how to control an addiction, like starving a nations resource to make ones own belly fat, then REHABILITATION is needed. That is mercy! I am grateful for mercy, as today, I am walking sober-minded, in my authentic power and a greater loving person than most.

SO HOW DOES ONE REHABILITATE A MONEY THIEVING ANC/ ZUMA/ GUPTA/ PARLIAMENT!

It is this that has me smiling like a squirrel that has found his acorn!
In the article below about training squirrels, and a little brainpower you can do the maths for yourself. What I will say is this……if it's money and enrichment that they want…..buy them….lure them with the acorn. YES IT MEANS HARD EARNED MONEY WILL BE LOST BUT, IS THERE A PRICE FOR FREEDOM?
Amazing Grace teaches us that there is mercy, but it is not going to be easy!!!! But it can be found! The thing is this….. this scenario will prove whether ZA is unified, able to hold the future up whilst sacrificing itself, and willing to let go of some ill-gotten (apartheid) gains willingly to create a hope for it's children. LET'S SEE.
(Becoming a volunteer or donating finance to a cause in blue is a step in the right direction)
(Click ⬇️ and read)
HOW TO TRAIN THE ELEPHANT IN THE SQUIRREL TALE

Stay your amazing self!

✌🏽
AJB•
#endcorruption #savesouthafrica #ancmustfall #zuma #gupta #zupta #rsaparliament

ZUMA’S CAESAR

WIKIPEDIA:
'The assassination of Julius Caesar was the result of a conspiracy by many Roman senators. Led by Gaius Cassius Longinus, Decimus Junius Brutus, and Marcus Junius Brutus,[1][2] they stabbed Julius Caesar to death in a location adjacent to the Theatre of Pompey on the Ides of March (March 15), 44 BC. Caesar was the dictator of the Roman Republic at the time, having recently been declared dictator perpetuo by the Senate. This declaration made several senators fear that Caesar wanted to overthrow the Senate in favor of tyranny.'

No,no,no I am not talking about violence! But the kindest possible outcome to end a TYRANT'S RULE is to vote him out.

Throughout history many people had their time. Alexander the Great, Joan of Arc, Stalin, Mao Tse-tung , Idi Amin, Madiba. Some we remember as being incredibly brave and noble; others 'not so much'

WHAT DOES IT HELP IF, GREAT PEOPLE DIED FIGHTING FOR FREEDOM, IF A DISHONOURABLE MAN BURNS THE PRIDE OF A NATION TO COOK THE FAT OF THE GUPTA FEAST?

Like Idi Amin ate human flesh, so too are our government leaders eating the flesh of the people that voted for them. Not literally, obviously, eating the flesh that shone a beacon of hope in a world that stood in awe of our Constitution.

Republic of South Africa. 1. The Republic of South Africa is one, sovereign, democratic state founded on the following values: (a) Human dignity, the achievement of equality and the advancement of human rights and freedoms. (b) Non-racialism and non-sexism. (c) Supremacy of the constitution and the rule of law.
To read more click⬇️
OUR CONSTITUTION
Throughout these pages,at a quick glance, the symbol of awe at an INTERNATIONAL level, it is evident that our leaders have failed us. They have poured the paraffin of shame and set us alight in the tyre called injustice.

The legacy of MABIDA stretches so wide that still to this day his family is fighting to get more finance from him.

What use is it that a HERO spent 27 years in jail for being a warrior of humanity if we let it slip away to the highest bidder.

ARE WE REALLY FOR SALE?!

ARE WE REALLY GOING TO LET IDI ZUMA EAT US ALIVE?!
ARE WE REALLY SO ASHAMED OF THE COLONY WHO GAVE US DAMS AND SEWERAGE SYSTEMS?!

I have been to remote rural places, where the stench of crap, flies and poor housing make you vomit. God knows, one just has to see the degradation of ART DECO buildings that if maintained could offer more DECENT low cost housing for a homeless Africa.

As I sit and write this blog, lending my heart to the NOBLE CAUSE OF THE DEMOCRATIC ALLIANCE, I am sobbing my heart out. (Click ⬇️)
IMPROVEMENTS BY THE DA
In ancient days when leaders were dishonoured amongst its citizens 'THEY FELL ON THEIR SWORDS' (to read more click ⬇️)
FALL ON YOUR SWORD
WHAT STUNS ME ABOUT THE BEAUTY OF AFRICA, IS OUR LOVE FOR THE LAND. DO WE REALLY WANT A LEADER THAT IS FORCING US TO, FIGURATIVELY, FALL ON OUR SWORDS BECAUSE WE STAND ASHAMED BEFORE THE WORLD. NO, WE GET RID OF IDI ZUMA BY VOTING HIM OUT.
I hope that this live performance from Vicky Sampson and Karen Zoid reminds us that we do have a DREAM. It is called MADIBA'S RAINBOW NATION. (click ⬇️)
MY AFRICAN DREAM

A picture of Major Herman Mashaba sweeping the streets, inspired me to get involved. Recently I signed on the dotted line of a volunteer form to get involved in the work of the DA. I have no idea what that means but if a SUCCESSFUL LEADER like Herman Mashaba can roll up his sleeves then so will I!!!!

THE QUESTION IS:

Are we the pride of a nation, going to sit back and let ZUPTA continue to break us down, or are we going to get involved, roll up our sleeves, clear the sewerage called Nkandla from our AFRICAN DREAM.

I AM…….U?


This video produced by Rama carries the hope of a generation looking at us adults wondering if we will stand for the truth we teach them about…..FOLLOWING YOUR DREAMS!!! (click ⬇️)
DREAMS

Stay your amazing self!

✌🏽
•AJB•
P.S: make this post viral….please! ZA needs it! ❤️ #ancmustfall #endcorruption #zupta #zuma #rsaparliament
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A SQUIRRELS TALE

LOVE AFFAIR

The kind of love that brings one to your knees!

The stress and responsibility of this blog weighs heftily on me. At a ' surprise breakfast' for our friend Damien Grivas, the most incredible artist, who is ill at the moment, I read yesterday's blog, 'Sociopolipsycho'. I wished that you could have been there to witness it. From the beating heart of Mr D, Ella, Max, Kyle, fab food, outstanding music and myself were taken up in a moment where love moved mountains. You know the kind of mountains where vulnerability becomes open and love soothes the soul; that mountain. NEEDLESS TO SAY, A TEAR OR TWO WAS EVIDENCE OF HEARTS LOVED!!!! {you should've been there…..lol} EPIC!!!!!

El asked me about the topic of today's blog: 'How do I relate to a love that brings one to ones knees?'

This is the cause of my stress, a good kind, and pounding chest!

I mean seriously, it is the first time, since blogging that one, and one I love deeply, has requested a topic for me to converse; honour and sincere honesty can but only be the way forward.

(pic of our love breakfast ⬇️)

I discovered yesterday that I am an Empath. ( ⬅️ click) It is quite perfectly timed to discover a label that fits me well. A new level of understanding is opening up for me.
An infinite array of possibilities exist. Love Affair that brings one to your knees is both an infinite topic with infinite outcomes…..but as I dig deep asking my Higher Power to be the author of this blog, a moment to contemplate this answer is necessary.
(this dove on my bracelet is exactly the picture to describe this moment)

(Please believe me when I say that what follows from here is REALLY true…..it may sound weird but it happened just like this.)

I was addicted to him, the second I laid eyes on him. It had been years since my last relationship. I knew instantly that he was a gift to me, a gift on borrowed time. I learnt a long time ago that spiritual matters will NEVER allow itself to be less loved than physical matters. After all, the highest level of humanity is spiritual enlightenment. But that is a topic that each of us needs to walk out individually. Spending time together, with him, I couldn't understand the conflict in me. One part of me was telling me this was my gift, the other wanted to run miles. My heart was, quickly, caught up in him. Hours of chatting in my bed saw me slip into a healing mode that drove me to my wits end to lure him out of his self-imposed prison. Days were spent with me drawing from my personal relation to his stories. I searched my bible, sought prayer, read stuff and went back to my rehab homework over and over again. Eventually I had to recommend a brilliant psychologist, James Gower, to do what I didn't know how to do. I craved every bit of his progress more than my own life. Often I would scratch my tips together to cook him a romantic dinner, as a demonstration of my love. His distance drove me deeper into him. I was addicted to him. I tried my best to meet his demands, I failed miserably. I felt like a cheerleader on the sideline waiting for the winning goal. It never came. The more my heart broke the more I lost myself to the addiction of him. Gosh, I never loved someone so much. Often, I would say, "I would rather have you happy without me, than miserable with me."
IN THE END I WAS ON MY KNEES.
I smashed myself repeatedly in relapse. The story is in this blog ( click ➡️)BLOODY NEEDLE IN MY VEIN
It was the only thing I knew how to do. I needed to get the pain out. I was hurting as I learnt that I can't save another. A lesson an empath has to learn…..we each can only choose to save ourselves. I had to become my own knight in shining armour. I had to learn a boundary: If I lose myself, I cannot possibly help another!
Today, as I write this, with tears steaming down my face I know the gift, the gift on borrowed time, was a lesson on the depths of empathy I need to yet deploy for myself.
Thank you Rich, I wonder if I will ever love another as much as you. You gave me the gift of me and for that you will be a hero, to me, forever.
This Casting Crowns song, 'Together Broken' says it best. ⬇️
Together Broken

In the end the only place I want to be more than life, is on my knees! As an empath, it is too easy to get lost, alone, without a rudder to guide me. I can't help myself, I just feel what I feel and am what I am. Since Rich, I am in a process of learning to put me as equal to others. For years I was on my knees, as an inferior servant, for all to do with me as they pleased. It is, obvious, I guess. I say this, because, a child sexualized , at the age of four can easily interpret the abuse as a role they are meant to fulfill. FULFILL IT I DID!

Like this picture, my heart is slowly being freed from the cage of 'others are more than me.' All I do know is that when I read Rich's blog, I see that the person I got glimmers of is emerging boldly. He is happy without me and that is the most wonderful news I could ever have. As for myself, I guess my blogs talk for themselves.

I am glad that I had a gift that has taught me to be on my knees as a sign of learning to walk in my power and not surrendered to the power of others. I am on my knees, daily, saying thank you to God, for loving me enough to take me on every heartbreaking journey to mould my heart into one that loves, authentically; me as much as another.

My experience of a 'LOVE AFFAIR: ONE THAT BRINGS ONE TO ONES KNEES'; has given me the love of a HIGHER POWER that has saved me from my brokenness, many times over!

I want to leave you with the most explicitly beautiful video and song. It teaches that out of anguish, hope can spring, we can rise from our brokenness when we get down on our knees and seek a love affair that is beyond our understanding.
(Click ⬇️)
MY KIND OF LOVE

Stay your amazing self!

✌🏽
•AJB•