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Write your dreams into existence

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I started my poetry blog “Nomzi Kumalo, What Are You Waiting For?” because I did not know how else to get through what I was going through, sober. This was 6 years ago, today. 

I had buried my dreams so deep inside of me that life eventually shook me so hard, to such an extent that I had to surrender my inner world to you with my words. This daily practice became my way of opening my heart and remembering the way to my dreams.

Do not underestimate the power of writing down your own words. The practice will positively impact different aspects of your life. Start writing. Speak into a voice recorder if you must. See what happens. 

I will have my first ever release concert, 26 February 2020 at Herr Nilsen, in Oslo.  It will be cool to see you, so come and say hello.

Also, my poetry book is marinating and I can’t wait to get it ready for publishing and share it with you. Thank you for being here. Love always, Nomzi ❤️🥰💖🌸🌺💓🥳❤️🥰❤️💓

Photo: Nabeeh Samaan.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2020.

Thank you

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I registered on WordPress 5 years ago. It is truly wonderful to see familiar faces from back when I started. How far we have come. It also feels good to welcome new faces here too. Love is everywhere you look, it’s true.

Jot down words on a piece of paper. Start writing and see what happens to your life.

Wishing you good health and all the best in 2019 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2019.

Published: Schizophrenic times

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I am happy to announce that I was published in Ons Klynti; an independent South African cultural magazine. To have my poem Schizophrenic times printed in this issue is fabulous. The magazine is published and launched annually at the Oppikoppi music festival in South Africa.

Thank you so much for appreciating my work like this and thank you for your continued support here on WordPress. Read more about this contemporary online magazine @ Ons Klyntji

Thank you so much 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2018.

Published: Blue is the quietest colour

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I am thrilled to finally be able to have time to announce that I was published in Ons Klynti; an independent South African cultural magazine. To have my poem Blue is the quietest colour in print in this issue is still like a dream. I keep looking from time to time to check that it’s still there. The magazine is published and launched annually at the Oppikoppi music festival in South Africa.

Thank you so much for appreciating my work like this. Read more about this incredible magazine @ Ons Klyntji

Thank you 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2018.

Love and doubt

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“Love and doubt have never been on speaking terms.”

Khalil Gilbran

Lots of incredible things happening in the world. People wanting many different things from us. My compass for my life is within me. Let me align with my calling 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2018.

Do you have new dreams?

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“The state of your life is nothing more than a reflection of your state of mind.”

Dr. Wayne W. Dyer

Let me check myself, my life, as I look around my home:
How important is my overall health to me?
What and who am I engaging with?
What am I worth?
What do I need?
Peace and love at home, healthy relationships, a thriving business…?

This quote implies that I have the power of choice:
What am I telling myself each day?
As I grow and change, what are the things that I believe?
Are these beliefs serving me the life of my dreams?
Do I have new dreams? 

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2018.

Focus

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“When walking, walk. When eating, eat.”

Zen Proverb

So simple and yet so profound. Indeed, it is the distractions that make life quite miserable. How invigorating it is when I am in that zone, concentrating 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2018.

Editing

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Life can get challenging sometimes, so when it does, find the light; in a poem, a song, a good conversation, a shared meal, rest, under a tree or by the sea.

I remember going through a painful period in my life that pushed me to write my first WordPress post about returning home to South Africa, essentially to myself. Some day I will tell you about how poetry chose me back then. For now I keep writing and editing my poetry book.

Over 1000 followers later, I am truly grateful for your support, guidance and inspiration 🌸 

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2017.

Call my ugly

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Call each and every ugly part of me
Until there is none left for me to cling to
Until they are no longer mine to carry
Free to be of what I am made.

I dedicate this poem to those who have called my ugly; and in so doing have awakened me to my humility; my true calling. From the time that we are born our lives are abundant with gifts. They will misname them. Our work is to rise above that. 

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2016.

 

How to remove the dread from the locks.

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I used to dread the dreadlock until I let my locks, my hair grow out on its own. So that I can let you know that I too am love. Be gentle with yourself. There is courage and freedom and inner peace to be gained from this.

Dreadlocking

Forests of dark coily hair jerseyed
Into the fabric of my immigrant life
Understanding what is my ground
Something that’s not yours to name.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

“Be careful of your thoughts, for your thoughts become your words. Be careful of your words, for your words become your actions. Be careful of your actions, for your actions become your habits. Be careful of your habits, for your habits become your character. Be careful of your character, for your character becomes your destiny.” Ancient Chinese philosopher, Lao Tzu.

A Human Encounter

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As though I am built of some other material
That neither you nor I can make out
Whether you are shapeshifting or maybe I

Beautiful warm burgundy animal blood
Humping thumping breathing organs
Fingerprint all my genes awake

Ancient codes in each and every cell
Popping flesh bubbles and children unborn
It’s my turn it’s my turn it’s my turn it’s mine

Survival in the love and war of the breeders
Horniness half hysterical on a cliff edge
Commanding a thousand valleys a thousand streams

Hot savage bliss in the climax to live on
Significant insignificance as we bow our heads
To surrender to such violence in rebirth.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

Originally posted 15 March 2014

Why not self publish

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I am inspired and eternally grateful for each and every one of your posts that plant seeds of endless possibilities for my life: your precious reminders to keep receiving, creating and giving. I am considering to translate a selection of my poems into Norwegian for them to be published in a book at a publishing house here where I live; connect with the people who I live with. I am also aware of the fact that my readership is mainly english speaking and Norwegians do speak and read english.

Perhaps to focus on self publishing an english poetry book is the way to go. What am I waiting for?

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2016.