The Love You Started Performing The love you started performing didn’t begin with celebrations. It began with a whole you. An authentic version of yourself who radiated confidence. Not the performance type of confidence you later built for the outside…
The First Time It Felt Normal The person you keep becoming quietly watches as you regret the same decisions. The same reactions. The same consequences. Almost as though someone else has been living your life without asking your permission. The…
The First Time You Knew The Truth You Already Knew began the first time you became silent. One moment you were happy. The next, you were in disbelief. And what separated those two versions of reality was not years. Not…
The First Time Ahh… The first time. Before it had a name. Before anyone called it Waiting For Permission. Do you remember that first moment? The curiosity that quietly filled every breath as the seconds passed. Maybe you were alone.…
The Version They Needed As the version they needed entered the room, the first thing you noticed was the noise. The rise and fall of voices. High pitch. Low pitch. Fast tempo. Slow tempo. The atmosphere slowly consuming the entire…
The Promise You Forgot You Made Felt Real The promise you forgot you made wasn’t just a dream to you. It was a goal that gave the present meaning. The struggle in that moment wasn’t just struggle. It was a…
A Different Beginning: Living Between Worlds Living Between Worlds takes me back to Foundation Phase. Like an old married couple rewinding a VCR just to relive the good old days. Foundation Phase was my first introduction to this entirely new…
Before the school gates The First Battle started long before private school. Before rich friends. Before comparison. Before I even knew different worlds existed. As my mind drifts back in time, I remember the January summer breeze of 2006 touching…
Looking back now, what my father passed down was far greater than advice, discipline or lessons. Some of it became strength. Some of it became independence. Some of it became creativity. And some of it became a void I would…
You Start Watching Yourself: The Version That Started Noticing The version that started noticing… didn’t appear out of nowhere. Thursday morning. But this Thursday feels different. Lighter. Lekker. Unlike the other Thursdays… you didn’t wake up early worried about losing…
