Uthando-Love: Die Katastrophe naht: Die kleine Schmetterlingsmalerin Mumbi (Uainab Ebrahim, links) mit ihrer Mutter (Gugu Mhlongo)

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Die Katastrophe naht: Die kleine Schmetterlingsmalerin Mumbi (Uainab Ebrahim, links) mit ihrer Mutter (Gugu Mhlongo)

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Lemosk Consulting

Gugu Mhlongo, known by her family
and peers, as being a messenger of change. Her life long quest has been to
inspire and support people to live the dreams they aspire to.
Growing up, Gugu was a Model and studied Librarianship, only to discover it was not
aligned to her goals. She then worked her way into the Corporate World, specialising in Customer Services
and after many years here, found her passion for expression in television
production. She pursued her curiosity here through acting and television
presenting.
Gugu always believed that she was more than what she saw in
herself everyday. There came a moment when she realized that survival was not
for her. She stopped everything, gave up her limitations and went on a humbling
spiritual initiation process.
This eventually led Gugu to study Consciousness Coaching through CCI, the
internationally acclaimed training academy run by one of South Africa’s top
life coaches, Marc Steinberg. It was here that the many pieces came together
and She started Lemosk.
The third level of achievement, that being the
spiritual, awakened in Gugu since a child and
finally found it’s true potential for expression in Lemosk. Being the managing
director of her own business, Gugu lives her full potential and assists others to do the
same.
She is also the chairperson for Masingita ya rirandzhu; a non profit organisation that focuses on
people with disabilities to overcome barriers.

Paulo Coelho

A warrior of light is never predictable by Paulo Coelho on May 9, 2012
Warriors of light are never predictable.They might dance down the street on their way to work, gaze into the eyes of a complete stranger and speak of love at first sight, or else defend an apparently absurd idea. Warriors of light allow themselves days like these. They are not afraid to weep over ancient sorrows or to feel joy at new discoveries. When they believe that the moment has arrived, they drop everything and go off on some long-dreamed-of adventure.When they realize that they can do no more, they never blame themselves for having committed a few unexpected acts of folly. Warriors do not spend a single days trying to play the role that others have chosen for them.They talk out loud to themselves. Someone told them that this is the best way of communicating with the angels, and so they take a chance and try to make contact. They say things which they do not agree, they talk utter nonsense.One day, they notice a change in their voice.They are acting as a channel for some higher wisdom. The warriors may look mad, but this is just a disguise.

The Call by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

I have heard it all my life,A voice calling a name I recognized as my own.Sometimes it comes as a soft-bellied whisper. Sometimes it holds an edge of urgency.But always it says: Wake up, my love. You are walking asleep.There’s no safety in that!Remember what you are, and let a deeper knowingcolor the shape of your humanness.There is nowhere to go. What you are looking for is right here.Open the fist clenched in wanting and see what you already hold in your hand.There is no waiting for something to happen,no point in the future to get to.All you have ever longed for is here in this moment, right now.You are wearing yourself out with all this searching.Come home and rest.How much longer can you live like this?Your hungry spirit is gaunt, your heart stumbles. All this trying.Give it up!Let yourself be one of the God-mad,faithful only to the Beauty you are.Let the Lover pull you to your feet and hold you close, dancing even when fear urges you to sit this one out.Remember, there is one word you are here to say with your whole being.When it finds you, give your life to it. Don’t be tight-lipped and stingy.Spend yourself completely on the saying,Be one word in this great love poem we are writing together.

Loving yourself

Watch a really young child in front of a mirror and you will notice they adore themselves; they know how fabulous they are, but put a young adult in front of the mirror and it is a whole different story.
Lack of self esteem is an epidemic in our societyWe have crazy notions of what beauty and success mean and some of us find ourselves wanting.
We are promised unconditional love; God adores us warts and all, no matter what.
Yet we deny our own magnificence which is a little crazy coz “God don’t make no junk” and a little cheeky too. Consider this; we will admire a powerful lion, a delicate flower or a glowing rainbow and celebrate their magnificence.
But we look in the mirror and it’s as if we dialogue with God in this way. “Love what you did with the lion and the flower and the rainbow, but gee you could have done a better job with me.”
Well I believe we should refuse to judge beauty and success by the magazines and marketing our society offers. We need to look for and find beauty in everyone and everything, and measure success not by abundance of money or power but by abundance of joy, harmony and love.
So begin adoring yourself not for how you look or what you’ve achieved but because within you is the kingdom of heaven, so what is not to adore?
Author Unknown.

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Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Die Katastrophe naht: Die kleine Schmetterlingsmalerin Mumbi (Uainab Ebrahim, links) mit ihrer Mutter (Gugu Mhlongo)

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