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Slipping through my fingers…

Slipping through my fingers…

It’s been a while since my last blog. Plenty has happened. Highlights, Interhouse Play and a Beautiful Matric Farewell. My 18 year old, Trishara, besides looking beautiful at the Merrifield Matric Farewell this past weekend, has definitely found her voice, her writing...
As old doors close, new doors always open…

As old doors close, new doors always open…

Loadshedding brings me a host of emotions but tonight it’s a haven for peace, quietness, and contemplation. I’ve taken a little break from writing the last weeks. It’s been a combination of harsh life lessons, letting go, and as always receiving.   My recent...
A short getaway…

A short getaway…

It’s miraculous what a short getaway can accomplish, a replenished soul, calmed nerves, and revived energy.   School holidays this past week, was the perfect excuse for a short break from routine. My favorite hideaway in East London, Prana Lodge, was the perfect...
It’s been a year already…

It’s been a year already…

It’s been a year this week since #pralenepoetry began. In this week’s blog, I’d like to reflect, on the year that was, and of what is to come. As I start, I place a link here of my inspiration, this week. It’s been an anchor, the past days, for now and the future,...
Turkish Coffee & the Stark Reality of our times

Turkish Coffee & the Stark Reality of our times

It’s Sunday morning. I’m on a short business trip to Germany. I’m connecting via Istanbul. It’s about 5.30 am local time when we land. It’s just 1 degree Celsius outside.   We get off the plane and descend onto the bus, and I feel a...
Moving on…

Moving on…

It’s Thursday evening, with some good red wine in hand, I take the time to ponder, to reflect on the week that was, my experience, others’ experiences… Just a little calm, oh wait, just let me sip another sip, tonight’s delight is Pinotage, it’s not my favorite,...