During an interview that I did for SA Bloggers last year, Shekhinah mentioned that a Rose Gold Tour was one of the things she hoped to achieve. We’re super stoked to see that its happening and will not miss it for the world.
On 21 June 2019, the multi-award winning artist announced a tour that is produced by females and headlined by super amazing, talented females only. The Rosefest 2019 aims to celebrate the success of the Rose Gold platinum- selling album and aims to celebrate women.
12 October 2019 in Durban, celebrating the anniversary of the Rose Gold album.
Shekhinah says: ‘I want to create a festival-like experience that is driven by the theme of escapism and feel good music’.
Talks of candy-floss, food stalls, a live band and a fun fair are spreading through the airwaves and we are loving it. The only thing better than music at a fun fair, are selfies at the fun fair rocking rose gold tinted glasses!
I mean, the artwork for the tour is dope, the line up is blazing, it’s Shekhinah Goddamit and it’s feel-good vibes all around.
I’m definitely ready to Suite up and prepare for a uniquely Different music experience. It’s definately going to be one for the books.
Stay updated and be sure to like and follow the Rosefest Facebook page, click here. Or, visit the Rosefest website
Whenever I have down days and my positivity well is drying up, I often pray and reach out for help.
You know the feeling when your mind is very busy and cant be calmed and your spirits are scraping the floor and you feel like you just tired of fighting and pushing through? When your head spins, heart aches and eyes tear? Or when you feel like every fibre in your body is being challenged? It’s at that moment that you can let it all consume you, or you can reach out and ask those around you to help you.
This morning I woke up feeling like what I’ve described above. I prayed and then asked the people on my contact list on what’sapp to share any motivational reads or content.
I instantly got responses with some beautiful reminders. Does it make it all go away? Durh no! But it challenges your mind to think about the message in front of you and in most cases, that message helps fill up your positivity well.
We were not meant to go through this journey of life alone.
So just remember, you’re never alone. Whilst there are some folk who are just horrible, there’s a ton of folk or are ever ready to help wherever they can.
The people who reached out to me this morning, I know personally. And all of them are fighting challenging battles. It’s a choice to just get out there and do and be better. That in its own inspired me so much.
Check out some of the responses I received below
I also received this video which is so inspiring
Please be sure to check out.
Love and light always, posted by just an ordinary girl.
The festival aims to unite people through sports, culture and entertainment and that objective has successfully been met over the past three years. This year’s festival promises to bring all that and more.
The festival is set to take place on the weekend of 15-16 June 2019 and is one you do not want to miss out on.
June 15th is the cultural walk, which starts at the Rydavale sports grounds in Phoenix and ends at the Princess Magogo stadium in Kwa Mashu. Be sure to register For FREE by clicking here
There after, you can cool off with some sport, music and entertainment! Check the line up below
June 16th, you can expect a blazing line-up of entertainment.
This year the festival is giving local and upcoming artists a chance to showcase their sauce. Together with sensations like Sjava, Holly Rey, Emtee, Sho Madjozi, Thee Legacy, DJ Happy Gal and many more local flames, this year’s festival will surely be one to go down in the books.
Did you know that Sunflowersare the symbol of faith, loyalty and adoration? Did you also know that they’re one of my favourite flowers? Here’s why:
|Image sorced from Google|
According to Google, sunflowers follow the movement of the sun across the sky from east to west, and this process is known as heliotropism.
They are commonly seen growing and blossoming in the worst of environments; waste areas, along side roads and in random fields.
There is something so meaningful about that don’t you think? Something so symbolic. Something so stunningly beautiful growing in the worse of places and often, places where people don’t offer much care.
Let us be like the sun flower; follow the light and continue to grow and blossom even when we’re in the worst parts of our lives.
It’s been a hella long time! A good couple of months in fact! I’ve had the urge to put my fingers to the keyboard and share, in hope of being healed through what has been a very stressful few months. But for some reason, I’ve never gotten around to doing it… we will have a catch session soon though.
Today marks the beginning of a new opportunity : The #DH thread. There’s no set plan but we will see how far we can run with it.
What makes today special, is that It’s my husband’s birthday! 31 years young! First birthday we celebrating as one, just sad that I can’t share this day with him. I am in spirit though!
Here it goes:
Slamaat on your 31st birthday! May Allah SWT spare you with many more happy returns. May every prayer said for you and by you be accepted. May the almighty keep you stead fast and safe guard that precious heart; keeping it filled with love and light, happiness and peace always. May this day be a reminder of all the things you should be grateful for and may the next year be blessed with Allah’s mercy and favour. Aaameen!
This thread, just like the #DFH ( dear future husband) thread will go out to my husband, letting him know the things I am grateful for and also the things I expect.
Hope we have as much fun with this thread as we did the last.
Growing up coloured has come with a lot of pros; Diversity. Tolerance. Tradition. One that stood out for me is that I got to experience and see more than one culture due to my blood line; Cape Malay, Indian, German and African.
I was raised and taught tolerance and respect for all people, irrespective of race, colour, creed, religion and even physical appearance. I was raised to be loud and proud and to own who I am; to stand firm for the things I believe in; to love; to pray; to smile through adversities. I was raised to help the next person, offer my seat to the Aunty hopping onto the bus or taxi or helping her with her parcels. I was taught to respect people. To be gracious and laughter and happiness were norms.
But growing up coloured, wasn’t that much of an issue as is being coloured in this present day.
I, being a coloured women, get more compliments on my hair and skin tone by random strangers more than someone sincerely greeting just because it’s a nice gesture or out our courtesy. It’s pretty much the only time of day most people would give, to interact with me, both men and women.
I, being coloured, am not “allowed” to love for love’s sake. Apparently there’s an unwritten rule about who I’m allowed to love and who I’m not. I’m subjected to vile comments from women of other races or cultures should I fall in love with someone outside my own race or culture. “You coloured women steal our good black men” … is the common one I’ve been told.
I, being coloured, am labeled automatically. Drink, smoke, drug, party and often get asked how many kids I have, as if it’s something expected and normal. People get shocked when I tell them I don’t do any of the above and I think to myself, even if I did, it’s my prerogative… what does it have to do with race?
I, being coloured, am often labeled as lost, or a product of rape, stupid, ambition-less and “uncultured” I’m often noticed but only because of my big thighs, big hair, light skin tone or because I’m simply labeled as “easy”. I mean if I’m coloured I’m not human and feelings are things I don’t have right? I mean I am just a product of rape.
But what’s even more alarming, is that my own race and species of women… make my life that much more difficult. God forbid I be happy with someone… then it’s “I’m eating his money” or “I’ll never be happy” or ” I’m no different” or “they won’t last”.
Let me achieve a goal; buy a house, car or even get a promotion and first thoughts are things so ludacris, like people questioning whether I really bought a house or car or comments like “she slept her way to the top”… lol. I’m often left in awe when I over hear such.
Are coloured women not able to fend for themselves? Are we not able to excel in life? Are we not capable of setting goals and achieving them… ON OUR OWN? Are we not worthy of another human being, besides our family and friends’, loving? Are we not allowed to have healthy minds and souls?
We nag about how others label us but we label our own like this?
Well this is what I have to say.
Sisters, coloured or not! I am an independent woman, I know struggle and I’ve TKO’d pain, I work hard and study hard and do what I need to do to get where I need to be. I’m ambitious and goal driven and sure as hell make my own Mandela’s. I love people and that’s not on condition of colour, creed or race. My hair and skin tone does not and will never define who I am. I am a warrior, a product of God and him alone. I only bring the best and so I often expect the best.
Brothers, I’m no piece of meat. I will not stoop to levels of flings and affairs. I will be that women that will degrade if you even think of DM’ing me, asking for a picture or becoming frisky when I know you have a partner.
You may not like me, but you sure as hell will respect me because I earn mine and because I’m sound in knowing who I am and what I’m worth. Trust! God made no mistake when he made me.
Nobody will ever understand the extent to which this affects some of us. We either deal it with well or in most cases hide it very well. But it’s about time we have these discussions. It’s about time that we pave the way for further generations and teach love, respect, appreciation, tolerance and gratitude. It’s time that we teach our kids to have sound, open minds and warm hearts. Time that we teach them about God and the things, ways and attributes that he loves. Not about race BS and the things that oppressed our people.
I am a coloured woman and if that means that I’m a product of rape… well then a product of rape has never looked this good!
About two years ago I started the dear future husband thread… putting out everything I had wished for in a man and everything I’d do once I found him.
Today, I wake up a married woman. Junaid and I have known each other since we were little… but only started dating in December. Him, just like I, was married prior and so we knew exactly what we wanted.
We knew that it was meant to be and planned to get married in November…. but God’s timing prevailed.
We discussed and decided we’d get nikkad before our holy month of Ramadan and literally planned a wedding in about two days.
My dad did my draping, my mum, aunties and cousin the cooking, my cuz and I the running around and setting up and boy oh boy was it so fulfilling.
I have never experienced this amount of happiness and contentment. He is everything I’ve asked for in this thread and more and sometimes I’m in awe of how God answered my prayers till the last T crossed and I dotted.
My family never fails me and this just increased my gratitude towards them for all they’ve done.
Whilst I’m sayin good bye to this thread, I look forward to the journey ahead.
May this thread be a testimony that God listens, that one should not just settle and that patience is indeed a virtue.
Dear husband… I love you and look forward to spending the rest of my days with you.