Point of order

 Hello fam! 

Welcome back to my YouTube Channel (read blog😂)! 

First things first, thank you for continually observing the annual universal Linda day. I don’t mention it enough but, I appreciate your support to my craft. 

Secondly, A very warm welcome to all the first timers. Name is Linda and I’m an occasional reflective blogger. Every year, I write reflective pieces to different versions of myself. 

Thirdly, let’s get to the business of the day. It’s been tough putting this one together. Life is currently set at Welele. On a scale of Iyhoo to Hybo, I’m finding myself constantly hitting ha a! I’ve been hoping that a rosey experience will come at the eleventh hour and I’d wing it. Where? After 30, it seems like the only constant smell, after fresh air, is that of reality. Jonga, now I know why they said “wake up and smell the coffee”. Reality will wake you up quick quick…

Dear me, this current phase of your life feels like you’re a disgruntled member of parliament who is constantly calling out a point of order to the speaker of life. She looks at you, asks: what is your point of order honourable member?”  Jonga, we have a whole list:

• To who I used to be: Chief, I am here bearing the consequences of your actions. You know that subtle voice that said “it’s going to be tough” and you decided to listen to the loud “do it anyway”? Well…I sure wish you would have listened. Okay, not all the time but sometimes I wish you were less tjatjerig! This friendshipnyana that you and Hope have needs the Hawks to investigate it. No way! 
• To who I am now: sigh. Yho girl. You’re in it shame. Somehow someone added you on God’s list of the strongest in 2024. I don’t know who is responsible for this glitch in the system. Not only is it offline but, the back up generator is faulty. That comrade has betrayed the struggle. Let’s hope the 2025 team has more precision ngoba wow! Senzeni na?! These weapons have me questioning the real meaning of “shall prosper”.  For now, remain strong - you are part of the revolution! On a serious note fam, where do they get those tenders that give you inner peace with the conundrum that is adulting? I’m asking for fellow comrades and my constituency. 
• To who I will be: Have you and the gym formed a GNU yet? 😂 I doubt that you’re louder or less private but, I hope you’re celebrating the victories. Even the ones that seem small and insignificant. Leadership, you see this life thing requires one to be resolute - be exactly that. Repeat after me: asijiki! I hope you’ve kept our smile and awesome heart. I pray that peace is your strongest ally. 

To life, basically what I am saying to you, as I reflect on this milestone of my revolutionary existence is: POINT OF ORDER ! 

Mini emnandi kuwe Nokwindla! 🥂

May the faith be with you

 Hello family, 

It’s been a while is said so much on this blog that it’s slowly becoming our tagline. It’s been a while, nonetheless, and I hope that you’ve been keeping well. 

The #lettersto series gets so busy in December that I’m “blogged out” when the new year ushers in. Then just as I am trying to keep my ducks in the row, I get the occasional “what ducks?” from life question that I end up keeping away from sharing. Then, naturally, I’ll blink and it’s already May. Whaaaaaaat?! 

Before I continue, shout to all the Star Wars fans. You saw what I did with the title? lol. Hey, it was one of a few options which could work today. 

You know how they taught us that there are four seasons back in school? Adulting has introduced me to a fifth - grief. This one is one of a kind. Doesn’t have a set time during the course of the year. No. It just pops up as it pleases. You see it during Spring’s blossoms - when the memories are good and have colour. You feel it during Summer - when memories are comforting. You dare not miss it during Autumn - when, just like the leaves, things fall apart and you see the gaps. Grief lives her best days during winter - when it is cold and leaves you seeking warmth.   

May tends to be a month when this season visits me the most. Some years are better than others. It seems like 2024, however, is set at “tjo”. 

If you’ve gone through grief, you have the appreciation of just how isolating it is. Always the elephant in the room that nobody knows how to handle. Don’t want to bring it up because you don’t know how the next person is doing on their healing journey. Does it feel like yesterday? Are you still in shock? Are you in your temporary “I’ve made peace” phase? Would you rather sit and enjoy travelling down memory lane with people who can relate? Do you prefer people to just leave you alone? See? It’s so tricky. 

Hello, grief my friend. It’s never a pleasure but this year I’m also inviting faith to our chat. As I sit with you, I will be welcoming of your presence. I’ll work on being kind to parts of my journey which don’t know healing. I will not rob myself from embracing the discomfort of the reflections. 

To those who can’t relate to you as a season, the universe grant you more by keeping this experience at bay. To every person who is going through this season, may the faith be with you…

Letter 23 of 23: 365 of 365

 Dear 2023, 

I hope this finds you well and ready to sign out.

A lot has been said. There’s a whole lot more that could be added but, I feel like that would be spoiling it. 

I’d like to continue the tradition of giving flowers today. If I could, I’d copy and paste last year’s last letter here and then let it be. Pity. I can’t. 

I’d like to give flowers to everyone who fought silent wars this year. Everyone who felt like they were chasing their tails. Flowers to those whose year it wasn’t but kept on going. Flowers to those who got hurt. Flowers also for those whose plans didn’t work out. I’d like to give flowers to everyone who wishes they were with loved ones but death robbed them of that. Flowers to everyone who woke up and showed up on days when they felt like they couldn’t. 

I’d also like to share flowers with those who are always there to share their joy, love and support. You guys deserve an entire nursery. 

I’d also like to give a flower to life and thank her for her lessons.

Floral Regards

Linda 

Letter 22 of 23: Psalm 90:17

 Hey 2023,

We’re almost at the end of our conversation.  Can you believe it?!  Psalm 90:17 was my spiritual anchor for the year. What a theme! 

Talk about God knowing exactly what you will need and going before you. 

We pray the Lord’s Prayer almost every single day. “Your will be done” sometimes escapes our lips without us even being conscious of what we’re saying. Fam, I say we because it sounds politically correct. If you can’t relate l, please share notes with your girl as to how you get it right. 

I noticed this year that I needed to make it a habit to turn to God and pray for His approval before I do things. 

II truly appreciate every single opportunity I got this year - to love, to live, to be creative and to be supportive. I’m grateful for the opportunity I got to join the league, to pray for certain situations with others…to just bask in the humility of knowing that God’s approval matters…

Thank you for this lesson, 2023!