Give it a chance!!!

Sometimes in life we need to give it a chance in order to become successful or get to where we want to be. “Easier said than done” most of us use this phrase as a defence mechanism to not account for their failures or to just stick to their comfort zones.

How can one get anywhere if he sits in front of the TV with the remote control at full blast? How can anyone be something in life is he sits by the corner discriminating and judging every second person who passes by the street? How can one get to be anywhere in life when he has fear all over his mind?

“Its Impossible!” “I cant do it!” “Im waiting for the right time” ”its too big for me” “there is no money” “im poor” “im suffering” “im all alone, no one is helping me” bla bla bla… shut up and do it.

At the end of the day its your life and only you can make it happen. Firstly and most importantly, nothing is impossible. You can fly if you want to; gravity won’t pull u down- men made it possible.

Secondly, you will never get to do it as long as you keep telling yourself that you can’t do it.

Thirdly, there is no right time, start planning now, and act on the plan. Fourthly, nothing is ever too big for you if you believe. Go out there and make it happen for you, in a manner and way that best suits you.

“money makes the world go round”, and while you still hold on to the belief that you are poor and suffering, you will remain in that state until you change your mind.

I had a particular friend who constantly complains about being alone and no one helps him and all. Guess what? He was alone, suffering and not much people wanted to assist him. He was soaking in his pool of pitty and no one can get him out of there but himself.

Sometimes we need to get up and look in the mirror and smile. Have a strong and positive attitude towards life, no matter how hard it may be. We just need to suck it all up and get it on with life. 

Go make your dream come true. Take that plan, sit on it and give it a chance.

Lawrence the Volunteer

It all started with a smile, followed by a handover of a business card. From that moment on, I had hoped that I had made a good impression and potential employment will follow. Yes this hope indeed became a reality when I was employed as the Communications Assistant, even though I was a volunteer. After completing my B.tech Degree I decided to take on a volunteer role at a non-governmental organisation. A wise man once said to me in order to receive what you want you must give willingly and don’t just give because you have to, do it with passion, love and dedication. So that’s what I set my mind into doing and I surely loved it.

The staff at the foundation was welcoming and supporting to an extent whereby I did not feel like a volunteer. Even though some of my friends kept telling me that I deserve better that R200 a week, I was not brought down or discouraged. I simply loved my job, and the people I work for.

I took every second as a golden moment and did not take into consideration the negativity that particular colleagues spat every now and then. My role was to assist the communications manager. And one day when I am the Editor and chief of a well-established publication, I would know how best to treat interns, assistants and volunteers. Day in and day out I blossomed with laughter and smiles.

I for one believe in God, and believe that he had blessed me with the great opportunity to be part of the lively, colourful, soulful and loving foundation. I am truly grateful and wish that my future brightens… There are too many words to say, before I start sounding inappropriate I will end here.

To everyone who I met during my volunteer period, and those who supported me, thank you.

William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Mending Wall: an extract

the following poem took me by storm whe i was in matric 2006

Oh, just another kind of outdoor game, One on a side.  It comes to little more: There where it is we do not need a wall: He is all pine and I am apple orchard. My apple trees will never get across And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.

He only says, “Good fences make good neighbours. ”Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder If I could put a notion in his head: “Why do they make good neighbours?  Isn’t it Where there are cows?  But here there are no cows. Before I built a wall I’d ask to know What I was walling in or walling out, And to whom I was like to give offence. Something there is that does not love a wall, That wants it down.”  I could say “Elves” to him, But it’s not elves exactly, and I’d rather He said it for himself.  I see him there Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed. He moves in darkness as it seems to me, Not of woods only and the shade of trees. Robert Frost

Death be not proud

Death be not proud, though some have called thee

Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;

For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow

Die not, poor death, not yet canst thou kill me.

From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,

Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,

And soonest our best men with thee do go,

Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.

Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings and desperate men,

And dost with poison, war and sickness dwell,

And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well

And better than thy stroke, why swell’st thou then?

One short sleep past, we wake eternally

And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

John Donne

Cape Town 2011

We have reached yet another end of a year… Some of us have lost friends and family members. 2011 was great for some and not one of the best for others.  As you stand wherever you may be, whether it is at the office or street corner, train station or bus stop, you should be grateful that you made it through.

Forgive all those who trespass against you, and do not forget because you will repeat the same mistake, and maybe next time you will not survive the impact. Accept what has happened and move on.

January 2011 I took a turn from the Bizzy and fast highways of Gauteng. The city of Gold was too much for me. As the suitcase Guy, I packed my bags and headed towards the two oceans. The moist wind of the Cape was breath taking and relaxing. Not only the wind was calming, the architect and design of the City brought light to my life.

Like in the city of gold, where the possibility of any streets light having to turn into a spotlight shining on you are great, you are bound to find opportunists who will even use you to get the spotlight to shine on them.

My signature for 2011 is in… my bags are packed and ready to go into 2012 with a bag. XOXO Thanks to All mighty God I made it through.

Much Love

Lawrence Siya. Successful Mzizi