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The issue of melanin | Writing Hope
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. The Starfish Throwers …. For weary souls who’d rather not celebrate another year →. The issue of melanin. November 5, 2014. So do you live in. And of course, insultingly, you can’t possibly be Zimbabwean, you’re white. Perhaps they thought we didn’t have mirrors in Zimbabwe? To be racially unaware. The school that I attended was unique in many ways, it was a strictly no-politics zone and it genuinely did not...
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Thoughts on Easter | Writing Hope
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. For weary souls who’d rather not celebrate another year. The Olive Pit →. April 4, 2015. It seems so fitting somehow that the men who followed you and loved you and learnt from you and emulated you were not there at your death. It was the women instead. The women who had followed you from Galilee who we know so little about. I wish I knew more about them, these women. Who were they? The Olive Pit →. Notify me of...
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. There has been a long period of silence on this blog …. life intervened. August 2015 – crisis point, the foundations shifted and slowly everything I had known for so long, and held so dear began to change. Now, August … Continue reading →. August 23, 2016. August 8, 2016. April 4, 2015. For weary souls who’d rather not celebrate another year. December 30, 2014. The issue of melanin. November 5, 2014. Being white...
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Faith that wears dusty sandals | Writing Hope
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. The hope that lies in the soil. The frost →. Faith that wears dusty sandals. July 14, 2014. I wonder what would happen if we could all say what we wanted to say? No masks, no hiding, no smoke, no mirrors. What would happen if we put aside our fears, laid down our defenses and spoke from our souls? What do I believe? Why do I believe? And in keeping with that theme . He chose me. Since when was it ever part of ou...
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The frost | Writing Hope
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. Faith that wears dusty sandals. For Gran →. July 20, 2014. Why are you back? Your memory banished to the darkest, dustiest depths of my soul. Summoned by wood smoke on the cool evening air. In the gold of the sunset clouds as they birth the darkness of night. Walking down the street, your name rises to frozen lips. You turn. It is not you. Tears, unbidden, gather and, forbidden, do not fall. Why won’t you leave?
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The hope that lies in the soil | Writing Hope
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. The magic of words. Faith that wears dusty sandals →. The hope that lies in the soil. June 28, 2014. This is something I wrote awhile ago and though we are now in the glory of a Zimbabwean winter, blue skies, wood smoke on the air and drifting red dust that lends glory to every sunset; I read it again and remembered the smell of rain on hot soil so I thought I’d share it . The smell of last nights rain,. Funny t...
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For weary souls who’d rather not celebrate another year | Writing Hope
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. The issue of melanin. Thoughts on Easter →. For weary souls who’d rather not celebrate another year. December 30, 2014. Another year ends. The weight of dreams unachieved, hopes still not realized and promises not kept fall like dry leaves, swirl around my feet. Is this why we end the year in celebration? Balloons, champagne, loud music and the countdown . 8230; made me gag. Suddenly in the iron-grey clouds ...
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The magic of words | Writing Hope
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. 8220;What do you do? The hope that lies in the soil →. The magic of words. June 22, 2014. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. 8220;What do you do? The hope that lies in the soil →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Words for the Hungry. More th...
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August | 2014 | Writing Hope
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. Monthly Archives: August 2014. The Starfish Throwers …. August 16, 2014. Recently living and working in Zimbabwe has made me start thinking about life and all the expectations I had when I arrived back home. I’m in my fourth year of teaching and despite LOVING my job, LOVING my life here, … Continue reading →. A Zimbabwean girl against the world. Teaching to live or living to Teach? Words for the Hungry.
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December | 2014 | Writing Hope
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Words, heat, dust and hope from the pages of a life being lived…. About why I’m doing this …. Monthly Archives: December 2014. For weary souls who’d rather not celebrate another year. December 30, 2014. Another year ends. The weight of dreams unachieved, hopes still not realized and promises not kept fall like dry leaves, swirl around my feet. Is this why we end the year in celebration? Balloons, champagne, loud music and the countdown … Continue reading →. A Zimbabwean girl against the world. The latest...
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