Of 2018: The Year Thats Mine

Hello 2018

hello 2018

The first page of a new chapter…..

Depending on the parameters, any day, technically speaking, from a strictly empirical point of view could be the beginning of a New Year……

Convention has it that 1 January is the beginning of the calendar year….

January calender

Happy New year and welcome to my first blog post for 2018, and in time for the first supermoon for the year

A local Zim musician Tehn Diamond shared a twitter challenge to giveaway wallpapers with a personalized power word.

My word was Mlilo and this is my wallpaper

Mlilo

mlilo wallpaper

Mlilo means fire in Xitsonga language (also Moto in shona language)

Mlilo moto wallpaper

Fire is my totem amongst strangers I know who my tribal kin are….

Its uncommon to have an inanimate totem, imagine telling people that your spirit animal is fire. (you can read more about my totem in Zimbabwe here)

I am guessing that if dragons were real they would have been my totem and our praise song when you were announcing us in public or thanking us or just being super respectful or down right flattering; you would begin…

Introducing:

The first flame,

His most royal spontaneous combustor,

Consumer of all leaving nothing but ash,

Burner of things,

Bringer of light,

Chaser of darkness,

Giver of warmth

Keeper of secrets

and Maker of Heroes

I guess if we were characters in game of thrones we would be House Targaryen

what keeps me warm the fire inside

Fire fascinates me, fire burns and all fires burn its something you learn for yourself

fire

 

Hello 2018

……This year is mine

Cos I remember looking in the mirror last year 
Like, this is it, this is our year I swear  
Like The Year Before That
And The Year Before That 

Like the year before that
And the year before that

So I’m back up in the mirror singing the same song
I’m back up in the mirror like THIS YEAR’S YOURS
And the year before that . . . .

 

You might want to stand back I don’t know how hot I am going to get but….. flame on!!!

starting digital fires

 

Becoming The Muse

~B

 

Thanks tehn I play this jam at the beginning of every year as I did the year before that and the year before that!!!!!

 

January calendar credit Printable Calendars

 

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Of Coffee On The Last Day Of The Year

 

If you were having coffee with me, I would say goodnight 2017 Asante Sana! (That’s Swahili for Thank you very much)

I am pleased to announce that I smashed the resolutions I made earlier in the year, whoop whoop!

  • First being to interact with more bloggers; recently celebrated having a 1000+ followers I must be doing something right….. Salute!!!
  • I now run a blogging network alongside 4 other bloggers from different corners of the African continent; you can find us on twitter as Afrobloggers
  • I am also part of the team behind BloggersZim and we will be bringing you ZimBlogging Awards….
  • And the wonderful community of the BlogIndaba, a bloggers coterie (mostly Zimbabwean bloggers)
  • I was a speaker for the first ever at a WordCamp and my presentation was titled a Website is a conversation 
Beaton Mabaso WordCamp Harare

A website is a conversation

  • Man’s International check the statistics

Becoming The Muse

Hello 2018

What do you have planned for us? Bigger and better things.

If you were having coffee with me, I would tell you that this the first year without Mugabe at its helm, we are all curious to see which direction the interim president will steer us, or will history as they say repeat itself…….

How long after Christmas can you start taking down the Christmas tree and decorations, I am eyeing it for firewood for the net barbecue…

If you were having coffee with me, I would tell you that some get snow for Christmas and we get, rain, it rains every Christmas and still every Christmas we make plans to hold a barbecue….

rain christmas tree harare

Christmas in the rain

 

Tradition I guess and I love to say its because my totem is fire, that’s how we honour our ancestors they invented fire after all (if you want to read more on this curious story click here)

Smokey grill

If you are having coffee with me I would introduce a cousin, Munyaradzi on his first visit to Zimbabwe from the UK;

Munya

What better way to welcome someone than a cake with a flag on it

Welcome to Zim cake

Welcome to Zim

I am super curious on how his experience has been in his own words and so expect a guest post coming up…… this means you cant wiggle out now Munya the internet awaits your tale…..

If you were having coffee with me I would tell you to have a great year ahead…..

~B

 

PS Hayley won an award in the Zimbabwe Models Award (she features in a guest chat on a previous post Coffee with Hayley) Congrats Hayley

Becoming the muse coffee with Hayley

Zim Models Awards Best plus size Hayley Ann Carstens

and my best moment in 2017, my sister’s wedding:

Meet the fam

Mom and Sons

Of Coffee In The Rain

 

Of Coffee In The Rain

rain.jpg

If you were having coffee with me, I hope you brought an umbrella because it’s been raining heavily in my neck of the woods, almost non-stop. They say it is the La Niña effect, so flooding is expected.

I love the rain, I love dancing in the rain, and I love the sound of rain drops falling,

music.jpg

but now I wake up singing rain, rain go away come again another day cause it’s a little much too much, and I am running out of clothes to wear.

Rain Drop,

Drop Top,

How can my laundry dry when it rains non-stop?

If you were having coffee with me I would tell you I watch the lightning and count the heartbeats between the lightning flash and the thunder. I have a friend who giggles at the claps of thunder, she squeals in delight as the thunder peals across the sky and I; I am just happy to be alive.

Does it mean anything when it rains heavily at the beginning of the year? Well obviously it means the harvest is going to be bumper, after a couple of near droughts, it’s a welcome relief. But does it signify anything like the end of an era or the start of something new washing away the old and beginning afresh?…

If you were having coffee with me I would ask you, do you ever wonder if when people sing at the top of their voices “Open the floodgates of heaven” they could really be asking to be drowned? No? Just me then. But it’s been raining like someone opened the floodgates.

heaven.jpg

What’s been happening in your neck of the woods? I saw America inaugurate their 45th president and said farewell to Obama, and over here we have had the same president since 1980, and he is a candidate for the next presidential elections in 2018; when Zim Decides. African presidents seem to have a penchant for lengthy terms in office, and staying in power against all the odds. The former president of Gambia Yahya Jammeh who lost the elections in December 2016 after 22 years in power refused to acknowledge the poll results causing a crisis situation for the past month even going so far as to declare a State of Emergency a few days ago, but after some intervention efforts he has finally decided to step down on a TV Broadcast saying “I believe in the importance of dialogue … I have decided today in good conscience to relinquish the mantle of this great nation

Maybe the rains do signify change….. RAIN

If you were having coffee with me I would introduce to you my next Guest Blogger Leeanna Lazenby she is a creative poet with a parrot and a collection of red dresses. You can find her on twitter, and her story features in my next post, so stay tuned.

Thank you for the visit I would walk you out but see, my shoes are muddy, cause of all the rain, there is a certain reluctance involved in putting on wet shoes let alone wet socks, so I’ll just wave you away, until next time.

~B