I received a note from a kindred connection—and we share many connections—Linda Holllier in response to my latest, “The Marriage of Storytelling and Writing”, over at my website, and she began by quoting what I had written…
“where stories are shared under big jacaranda trees in South Africa about the color purple and dreams inside bones“… reading your latest I immediately thought of this photo I took so I am sending it on.
Also delighted to know that there is someone else who prints out articles and highlights passages! lol
By the way, October is the month in South Africa that the Jacaranda trees blossom.
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November 7th.
Centrifuge known and that which can’t be known. Orhan Pamuk. Duke Ellington. A love without drum roll of epiphanies.
If you would like to know what Still Sundays is about, please take a quick gander here and just read the third paragraph. Thanks.
It’s Sunday morning in Prague.
It is still a concealed dawn and the smell from the night rain stubbornly loiters on the cobblestone streets that echoed inattentive pedestrians yesterday. The magnitude of quietness in Prague is distinct: every stone has a story, every turn a whisper, every ally leads to a dim lantern that doesn’t reveal enough.
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South Africa, with or without the awareness required by majority of its citizens on this topic, is silently defining who is an “African”…
These two articles are befitting the age old discussion: what does it mean to be an American…
and what I discovered this time around in S.A.: what does it mean to be an African…given the xenophobia against Africans from other countries…
Africa 2009: Identity, Citizenship, and Nation Building by M. Mawere
and from the Christmas 2009 Edition of The Economist:
Going to America: The Greatest Strength About America Is That People Want To Live Here
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I have picked up a new friend to spend time with on Sundays in Jo’burg: the newspaper, Sunday Times.
One of my favorite columnists is a woman named Pinky Khoabane.
On Sunday, November 15th, I read her short but bold piece titled “A Pandemic of Body, Mind, and Soul” which rightfully calls people to have a deeper dialogue regarding the AIDS pandemic in Africa, specifically South Africa. You can check out the article here: A Pandemic of Body, Mind, and Soul. “Awareness” is no longer the primary issue–then what is?
Below were my thoughts after reading the article:
Dear Ms. Khoabane,
Do you have any friends? No, I am not being facetious. Do ... read more »
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