Showing posts with label motivation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motivation. Show all posts

Wednesday, 12 March 2014

Just Hold On...

Today I awoke with the Lord’s WORD in my heart.
 The type of WORD I needed to hear,
The type of WORD to give you that power-up  when your  bars are low and you’re videogame dying
 The type of WORD that randomly hits you without the animated stars around your head
The type of WORD that has you thinking…
 “Yes! There’s a GOD out there who loves me more than it’s reasonable to do so and so because I’m me… ‘Human’ and often barely bearable I am undoubtedly blessed”
This morning the Lord told me to hold on.
He said:
“Steph, I would never give you the responsibility of honour  you cannot maintain or achieve. When I let these great and wearying things occur I know that in you is the ability to overcome simply because I conceived it before your conception so how dare you mention, Lord I can’t deal or kneel in tears when your flesh and dark whispers tangled say you cannot do that which you are so well at.
 And this is why I adore you. I made you...just for this day and moment in your life as you rewrite the history of those that lived in the past that which you carry in you veins.
I said Steph!
 Hold
on.
 I neither slumber nor sleep, text or tweet. I’m watching your every move standing by just in case any self proclaiming fool names themselves (y)Our enemy.
Don’t forget.
Don’t protest.


Just hold on.

#TSKC

Wednesday, 13 March 2013

Losing My MC-ginity : Book Cafe (Open Mic)

Last night I had the pleasure of Playing hostess to the Book Cafe Stage and audience. This I noted was where the rawest of Zimbabwean talent lurked...and I do mean Raw ! Here are the highs and lows, faves and funnies of the night Videos and ALL! Enjoy :) Share and Comment! ..x.x 


It was a bit of a erm... shaky start but thank GOD! the crowd was a friendly one !

Dimiti & The Scarecrow ROCKED the stage with some Rock...BaShupi couldn't help himself he had to join in and represent the Roots with eh ehe somewhere there! My inner coconut presented itself as I acted a foool! \m/ Definitely one of my most Favourite Performances!

Discord or Iscord (appearantly the D is silent as in Django unchained?! *shrug*) and the songbird Pauline from Mafriq killed it ...they set a high standard for the aspiring artists to follow, with some words of encouragement in tow. I found the reference to abuse in Discord's ad-lib rather...intriguing hmmm... either way its great there was more instrument than CD in this performance. It came up tops for me!

While MCing at the #TheBookCafe's #OpenMic,I got to perform a piece of my Poetry for the first time! It was dead Scary but some guys liked it...something about my number or ''yes baby i'm listening'' LOL. What do you think? Leave your comments below and please do share! #TSKC

Friday, 25 January 2013

The Supernatural Love Complex


Not that SUPERNATURAL....
Adulthood means absolutely nothing until you become a parent. Until then we are childlike still self absorbed, narcissistic and selfish with our heads up our rear ends. True maturity begins when you bring something living into this world. Not your creation but Gods’. You count for very little until you can feel the very livelihood of another human as being dependent on your own, until you can be last or even skip a turn purely for the joy of your own. There lies the factual challenge.
Getting Parenthood right however is an entire book plus three sequels or so I have heard.
I wouldn’t know of course, I am yet to qualify for this heavenly responsibility. This is purely from observation and the accounts of well matured parents, my own included. 

My Claim to PARENTHOOD
I can relate in that when I think about my niece and nephews; I may have not been pregnant with either of them but to my credit have watched them grow, changed their nuclear bomb like nappies, read them their most favourite and yet painfully tedious bedtime stories, fed them mush and wiped it off me once they have regurgitated it onto my favourite t-shirts, the works.

Thursday, 4 October 2012

What's Your Asking Price?



How much value do you place on your life? I’m not talking about a horror movie scenario; every N*gger or B*tch for himself (respectively,) kind of situation! I mean how much value do you really place on your life? How much do you peg your quality of life? Your living standards, your family, and friends turned family? Where’s your head at on the level of appreciation you lay to various deities for something as simple as waking up on the ‘wrong side’ of yours or someone else’s bed?
I’ve got news for you it could be worse; it really really could be awful (seen firsthand) For one you could be dead, or dying, if you are dying you could be doing so alone…if you dying and alone chances are you could either get on with it OR adopt a puppy to better the process OKAY!  Life is crazy okay, it just is we end up in different places, born into various circumstances equipped to overcome the odds, obstacles that only Satan could throw your way but alas there’s victory there. Every now and then there’s a reason for a toast as you sip on whiskey on the rocks because yes you’ve ‘earned’ it!
Don’t get me wrong you’re not going to get half naked hula girls every time you do what you’re supposed to; which is to SUCCEED and conquer REGARDLESS of what, where,  how and with what! If you were wondering what you’re on the planet for ‘Bingo!’ you sure got it! It’s YOUR responsibility to attack EVERY task life has handed to you to the ‘BESTEST’ of your abilities.
So I’ll ask one more time; what value do you place on your life? When you do a mini site evaluation, what do you see? Do you like the view from up there? Are you a good piece of Real Estate or are you that haunted house down the street in need of some MASSIVE renovating slash refurbishment  worse yet are you that metal shack squatting in an over populated area?
When life wind or whatever random element you choose to hold fast to; hands you ‘wood’ instead of gold, carve it out and make something beautiful. That hip-hop track statement “show me what you working with” might have more wisdom in it that it’s given credit for. Not every female has a Phat A**, double D breasts or ridiculously beautiful features; NOT every Male has a Fat wallet, a  Mandigo penis, boyish features or Moves like Jagger in the bedroom  BUT we have to ‘Twerk’ it somehow ! So Get to it!