But first, let us CELEBRATE

“Those who celebrate the small victories and the simple pleasures win the game over and over again”

There is a project that I have been working on for almost 8 months now. I had planned and created enough buffer (Or so I thought) for it to go live, worst case scenario, at the end of November 2019. Around mid September the number of loopholes I had to climb had increased from 3 to 26 and so I found myself sitting at my desk with a sinking heart as I realised that there was no way in hell I was going to make end of November. Fast forward to the beginning of this past week and when the project resumes again I am on cloud 9. Everyone in the office is a tad bit confused by my excitement because we are still in the testing phase yet I am thrilled as though we have gone live, i.e. done and dusted. I know we are not done but we are also not where we were a couple of months ago. We have made PROGRESS. Taken a step forward. And I can’t not be happy.

I am in the business of celebrating even the tiniest of victories, because they too, count.

The thing about celebrating ourselves, milestones, goals achieved etc. is that we have fallen into this illusion that it only counts if its big. Or it only counts when it is done. Or worse, it only counts if it is noted by certain people. And yet we somehow seem to forget that life itself, is a series of small steps, moments, incremental, a jigsaw puzzle that comes together gradually. It is not one big long never ending marathon that we ought to have figured out by a certain point.

There’s something about pausing, that has filled my heart with so much gratitude for the strides already taken. Something about remembering to do that YES, air punch when I have taken 3 steps while I have 15 more steps to go before the finish line. I work too damn hard to deprive myself of the feeling that comes with knowing I HAVE MADE PROGRESS. I HAVE TAKEN A STEP FORWARD.

My project is not over yet. The end is close yet also so far still. And that is okay. Today I want to pause, indulge and smile from the inside out with excitement because we have advanced and made headway.

I am in the business of celebrating even the smallest of victories because they too, count!!!

Remember to CELEBRATE yours…They too count.

CHOOSING TO CHOOSE MY POSTURE

“Life is a matter of choices and every choice you make, makes you”

John C Maxwell

On the evening of the 31st Dec I found myself at the back row of a church I had never been to before but decided to give it a go because I wanted to do something different. So, different is what we tried. Different is what we did.

There’s this quote that kept coming my way over the past couple of months that says “Whatever it is you are not changing, you are choosing” and in the days leading up to the new year, it boggled very inch of my mind. What exactly have I been choosing to choose? Where and how have I been making intentional choices? Or rather, have I been even making choices?

Church was so full. Packed to the brims. I knew some people went to church on New Years Eve, I just didn’t know it was this many people. Halfway through the service I realised that I was there but not really there. Couldn’t even figure out if I was thinking of anything in particular. While lost in that moment of probably being overwhelmed by all the people around me, I decided to dance and sing along (It was a catchy song). And before I knew it we were doing a countdown to into the new year. The singing and the dancing continued and for the split second that I paused, I realised that I was enjoying myself. Happy. At peace. Full of joy. And right there in that moment, I decided that there was room in my life to be so much more intentional. Deliberate intentional living is what we were choosing to pursue.

And so I whispered to myself: “I am going to dance my way through life. I will be postured in joy. And I will dance”

This is me. This is me choosing to choose the posture I adopt.

This past year was a blur. Sharp. Demanding. Eye, heart and mind blinding. A year that felt like I lost so many parts of self. A year of being stuck. A year where I felt myself refuse to move. Refuse to let go. Refuse to heal. Refuse to see or experience life any other way than that which had gotten me in the posture I found myself in. A year where I chose to accept the posture that circumstance had left me in. I needed the stability, because who knows that sometimes pain and turmoil can be a steady safety net.

I walk into this new year knowing very well that life, as it does, will go its own way. And that’s okay. As it happens, I will be making the choice to remain at a different and higher wavelength. As it happens, I will be choosing to dance my way through the chaos, through the interruptions, through the moments that don’t quite make sense. I will be choosing the posture it finds me. Choosing the posture I remain in after all that needs to happen has happened.

Choosing to choose. Moving with deliberate intention. Evolving. Changing.

I am going to dance my way through life. I will be postured in joy. And I will dance.

Leadership Crisis in Corporate South Africa

“We need leaders who add value to the people and the organization they lead; who work for the benefit of others and not just for their own personal gain. Leaders who inspire and motivate, not intimidate and manipulate; who live with people to know their problems in order to solve them and who follow a moral compass that points in the right directions regardless of the trends.”

I recently attended a conference that dared to answer and unpack the topic of whether Corporate South Africa is going through a leadership crisis.

CRISIS Catastrophe – Mess – Disaster

A crisis is defined as a time of intense difficulty

The turning point of a disease when an important change takes place, indicating either recovery or death

The topic intrigued me and made me cringe at the same time as I have been pondering on Leadership or the lack of leadership in general, in the corporate space. I have seen and I have experienced broken leadership. Leadership that leads from a place of fear and insecurity. Leadership that tears down and doesn’t know how to build. Leadership that seeks to shine  but fails to own up and take accountability for the mistakes and failures made along the way. Leadership that is yet to learn how to empower it workforce. Leadership that struggles to lead with bravery, have the difficult conversations without taking things personally.

Should we even be calling this leadership?

Yes. This is leadership. Leadership that is yet to grow and move with authenticity,  courage, conviction and a sincere passion for the growth and development of people. Leadership that needs to be cultivated. Leadership that is its infant stages. Leadership that needs to evolve with time and experience. Leadership that needs to be given a second, thirds and fourth chance. Leadership that needs to be guided. Pruned. Believed in.

With that being said, there are of course individuals who are far from being leaders. Individuals who only know how to manage and get the workforce to deliver. So maybe what we are going through is a transition crisis from management to leadership. A crisis given birth to by the high expectation that everyone in a position of power is a leader. A crisis that stems from the inability to recognise the leaders without  title. A crisis rooted in hierarchical norms.

I believe that leadership in Corporate South Africa is going through a steep learning curve. And as with every learning curve, there are going to be some hard lessons along the way. Sadly so, most of those lessons, hitting individuals.  If you find yourself at the frontlines of crappy, immature, sometime draining and unclear leadership…sorry. I hope you are able to build the stamina and resilience needed to withstand what may feel like the hard punches of being part of someone else’s growth journey.

What I know for sure is that there are legends who have been in the game and have steered the ship through the roughest storms. There is a generation of young men and women who are holding the fort, learning from those who have walked the path,  redefining the status quo, transforming the landscape. 

I dare say that Corporate South Africa is going through a steep growth curve. Right now it feels like a mess. It probably is a mess but it is all part of the process.

GROWTH – Widening.  Change. Sprouting.

Progressive increase. A stage or condition of developing and maturing.

 

My Gomzicles – The real G

I met Gomo in varsity. She was the girl I knew from a far but never really chatted to.

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Girl has been feeling herself since the beginning of time

Somewhere down the line I managed to worm my way into her life and she let me. Opened the doors to her heart, wide open. Embraced my presence in her life so purely and effortlessly

Gomolemo is inclusive, affectionate, amicable.

Authentic, strong and beautifully fragile. My friend is a jam y’all

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When you dance, you can enjoy the luxury of being you

Girl be loud and passionate. She has one of the best laughs ever

She loves. Unothando umgan’ wami shame!!! She loves big, wide, strong, deep and wholeheartedly. Her tears are always on standby. No listen, my friend has a Phd in crying and that is actually one of the things I admire most about her…Her bravery with her emotions.

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For as long as I have known Gomolemo, she has moved through life with miraculous faith. Faith that inspires. Faith that forces you to get up. Soul awakening faith. Spirit refreshing faith. She gives God the glory after disappointments, in the storm and after the storm. Faith laced in so much grace and strength.

My friend is the epitome of resilience. Senseless resilience… this is part of her journey that she will share herself, one day

“Be a rebel in pursuit of the things that set your soul on fire”.

That is Gomo. The one who has stayed the path. Remained unmoved. Anchored. She has taught me what it means to keep one’s eyes fixed. Fixed on what’s ahead. Fixed on the goal. Fixed on the light.

Friend

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Fashionista through and through!!!

All the women in me honour all the women in you

Qinisela. Hlala ethembeni ungapheli amandla

You are everything and more. Loved to infinity and beyond

 

Your time is coming

I love stories. I learn through stories. I understand better through stories.  The story below is one of my all time favourite…STAY IN YOUR LANE. FOCUS ON YOU.

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“An elephant and a dog became pregnant at the same time. Three months down the line the dog gave birth to six puppies. Six months later the dog was pregnant again and in nine months it gave birth to another dozen puppies. The pattern continued.

On the eighteenth month the dog approached the elephant questioning, “Are you sure that you are pregnant? We became pregnant on the same date and I have given birth three times to a dozen puppies and they have now grown to become big dogs, yet you are still pregnant. Whats going on?”

The elephant replied, “There is something I want you to understand. What I am carrying is not a puppy but an elephant. I only give birth to one in two years. When my baby hits the ground, the earth feels it. When my baby crosses the road, human beings stop and watch in admiration, what I carry draws attention. So what I’m carrying is mighty and great.”

Don’t lose faith when you see others achieving their success. Don’t be envious of others results. If you haven’t received your success, don’t despair. Say to yourself “My time is coming, and when it hits the surface of the earth, many shall yield in admiration.”

Remain patient and persistent. Trust your journey.

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