I’m in a good space. If I had the ability… You know I would be pulling these moves from the 1995 VMAs.
The KING!! (via artofkawaii click on it to go there)
This weekend was perfect! Woke up after 10. Went to Old Biscuit Mill to eat food, admire bearded boys, talk to friends, buy kale (stop rolling your eyes), drink wine and act like the weather was not semi-gloomy.
After Biscuit Mill Marcee forced me to drive to Shelley’s (on Kloof) because she HAD to have juice. Not just plain old Carrot Apple & Ginger like me. She had to have Apple, Pear & Mint juice. Something about the colours behind her and the way she was smiling… It felt beautiful. I had to take a picture of her. We also laughed a lot. Till my tummy hurt.
Sunday was pretty much yummy food and watching Dr Who. I couldn’t ask for a better winter weekend.
On the 28th of June I performed at The Wawela Music Awards (post about that to follow). I performed a song that I wrote in my first years as a Songwriter. In 2005 I couldn’t read or write music properly. I bought a second hand keyboard and took piano lessons. One of the first songs I wrote was Johnny.
To hear people tell me how much they loved the song… It meant so much. More than any of them will ever know. Ray Phiri (of Stimela) said he couldn’t believe that we (songwriters at the awards) were part of his legacy. I was truly honoured to have a legend like him say such wonderful things about my gift. It’s a gift that I am still exploring and having so much fun with.
This morning, mid meditation, I received a call from a friend who was screaming incoherently. I was able to make out ‘Metro fm’ and ‘your song’. This morning my song Aching Head was played on Metro fm. This is a big deal for me because my dad worked for the radio station for many years and it is one of the biggest national commercial radio stations in South Africa. I am so happy
I’ve been quiet because I went home for a bit. I needed the quiet time with people that I love.
Something tells me it is time to get back to yoga and training. My time at home was basically me overdosing on love and food.