Glenda

December 24, 2021

One Starry Night

She couldn’t gauge his mood from the set of his shoulders. He hadn’t said much since it happened. The quiet seriousness of his demeanour when he […]
November 8, 2021

From Dark to Light

When my immediate response to a trite question on Facebook, one I would normally ignore: if you were asked to bring something to a party that […]
October 18, 2021

My God Wins!

Have you noticed how the world of commerce has stolen Sundays? What started as a slow erosion of the day set aside for Godly worship and […]
September 22, 2021

Breathless

A while back I joined a group called Globe Soup. The name alone intrigues, but it is a group that offers a forum for writers and […]
August 24, 2021

Refreshing Waters

I woke up this morning, my head aching from a neck that seems to have become more stiff and rigid as the Covid pandemic has progressed. […]
July 8, 2021

If My People …

The story of Moses and the burning bush resonated this morning. It speaks to unsettled and unsettling times, the cries of the oppressed in Egypt were […]
February 22, 2021

Time To Go

As my time on the banks of the Thamalakane River draws to a close, I find myself taking especial note of all that goes on around […]
February 16, 2021

The Storms of My Life

I am not the bravest person in storms. I was born and lived most of my life in the Kingdom of Eswatini, a small ovoid shaped […]
February 1, 2021

Where, O Death, Is Your Sting?

The end of January is approaching, and still the plans for this year are up in the air. Uncertainty, fear, sorrow surround us. How are you […]
January 25, 2021

My Land, My Africa

As I sat on the stoep catching up on the news of Cyclone Eloise to the south of us, my thoughts cloaked with birdsong, the familiar […]
December 22, 2020

2020

As we reach the end of this pandemically crazy year I began my usual tidy up. I like to start the new year with my papers […]
October 28, 2020

Travels With Myself

Here I am doing the writer thing at a coffee shop in OR Tambo International Airport. As always I am hours early for my flight but […]
September 28, 2020

Surrender

Another crisis, another upheaval I have no idea how to deal with. A friend sent a link this morning and as the powerful words of I […]
September 14, 2020

Free My Foot!

The notification of a charge on my credit card got my attention. It was from a company with whom I had signed up for a free […]
September 7, 2020

Fighting The Blues. And Winning. Mostly.

Writers like to joke about their work. Usually how little they manage to do as they search endlessly for the creative genius that will catapult them […]
August 28, 2020

The Hearts That Care

This year Women’s month in South Africa has passed in a haze of Covid-19 lockdowns, fear, tales of unending corruption, and muted concern over domestic violence. […]
August 21, 2020

The Covid Months

There is a palpable sense of lightness this week in South Africa, after moving to Level 2 of lockdown. In retrospect the Covid journey seems to […]
August 14, 2020

Our African Dream

Friday, middle of the month, it has been a frenetically busy day here in White River. I can only think it is the thought that maybe, […]
August 6, 2020

Ego or Just Reward?

I’m a writer. It’s my career, my calling, an unavoidable compulsion, call it what you will, it is what I am and what I do. It […]
June 14, 2020

#BlackLivesMatter

I was born in Mbabane, in the Kingdom of Eswatini many years ago and lived there for most of my life until a couple of years […]
May 25, 2020

Your Serve

The President of South Africa, Cyril Ramaphosa, has put our future into our hands: “… as individuals, as families, as communities it is you who will […]
May 11, 2020

Quit Bellyaching!

One of the most interesting aspects of any catastrophe is the number of experts the situation produces. Those who don’t quite have the cheek to pronounce […]