Not being ashamed of being alone


Gosh, am I the only one who gets annoyed when asked why I am still single or its’ everyone else.

Well, I have chosen to be alone as I have made a choice to allow a time of loving other forms of love –In life there will always be a time of loving and we learn other forms of loving . They are not substituent to romantic love but they bring light: friends, family, and children, life and something new. I am at a point in my life were I have found something that I want to serve that is great than myself. I live my life to give back to younger children that I teach. I live for loving other forms of love – family, community and humanity. I have a bigger motive that goes beyond me. So no matter how broken I may have been or feel I have something to offer others. After I made this realization of giving back in other forms of love, my heart was set free and my life is improving because of another level of purpose and meaning in my life.

Perhaps you can too. Your life matter too- and if you align your self with the real truth that you are here to give not just get then the people around will feel then the  authenticity and they will open up to you. Focusing on other will motivate you to give back which reminds you what you are made up of . You will become more productive and find solutions to problems. You will find strength when you are exhausted. Then you will be able to let go of the painful past that holding you back and step forward into future in more loving compassionate way.

Well, it might not be easy as you will still have to be around people who in love. It hasn’t been easy for me, everyone around me is getting married, I mean everyone. Last two months, my little sister got married. Gosh I dread going to some up-coming weddings.  But, I have understood it’s not my time and also I have found other forms of loving. I am no longer ashamed I am single. I don’t need to explain or get embarrassed about being the only girl in my family who isn’t married or in love.


That’s it from me Ollie today.




I Am Light

I am light, I am light
I am light, I am light

I am not the color of my eyes
I am not the skin on the outside
I am not my age, I am not my race
My soul inside is all light
All light, all light yeah
All light



I am light, I am light
I am light, I am light yeah

I am divinity defined
I am the God on the inside
I am a star, a piece of it all
I am light

These words are powerful when ever I play the song “I Am Light by India Arie.”  My soul get rejuvenated just dwelling on these words. We are all light. The light that shines bright each day  for you. We are light.




Royal Liver Building



Port of Liverpool


It is a major city in Merseyside, England, famed for culture, football teams, The Beatles and buzzing nightlife. It lies within the historic county boundaries of Lancashire. Liverpool is a large, vibrant city with great cultural heritage


It has a centre of culture in the UK, Liverpool has a rich and varied dining scene. With a diverse and youthful population, you’ll find everything from classic British pubs to hipster bistros and fine dining experiences. City Centre houses many smaller districts that host a majority of the restaurants.



There is so much I could say about Liverpool but you will have to travel to see this place for yourself. I enjoy taking great images which will forever remind me of this city.


Turning Tables

I look at my life each day of this year, nothing’s still the same. The tables have turned. In my spirit,I am fulfilled after completing my artistic journey.l alone. Though I longed for art strongly, it led me more on a personal journey. I look around my surrondings and circumstances, I lost a sense of belonging. It is time. I am ready for a fresh start in a place of my own. A king got to own a kingdom. I am the king.

Unexpectedly, a lot of close people in my life felt the same. My friends are moving on to marriage, new career, graduating and so on. Even my own little sister is getting married. My predictions were right. I sensed it all along not knowing time would creep up. At this point in life, I can only say I am matured. Things are happening, life is changing every hour. My own personal journey requires independence, space, relocation, hardwork, ownership and courage.

I am trying to think in weeks, months and years to come ‘Where will I be?’ Now that it’s only me left not any friend or sister. What will I do?

I wonder what lies ahead of my journey but I declare success, favour and l confidence. Things are changing. Like I said the tables are turning.

Historical Journey

Forever curious of what lies on my next adventure. This past weekend, I found my self lost in the great City of Manchester after declaring a week before that I had travelled enough. No relaxion you could say but my soul is restless. Travelling make me high. I feed in the energy of the place, city be it. Forever amazed by the aroma of food, nationalities of all kinds, landmarks and history. I love observing through my Sony alpha lenses to get a sense of the city.

Ofcourse, I am mesmerised by buildings whether be castles, cathedrals, towers and so on. They are the treasures of time taking us on a historical journey.

Manchester was great ended up in the National Football a place of timeless history. A big fan of football myself, I must say I was impressed.

Statues of legends of our era, trophies and tragedy stored in the museum, you will be amazed. Though it had rained the whole day. I feel like I need to return to Manchester to see more and get a feel of it. Maybe next you in Manchester, take a walk down the National Football Museum and see the history.

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Two Teardrops

Two teardrops were floating down the river of life. One asked the other, ‘Who are you?’ The second replied, ‘I’m the teardrop from the girl who loved and lost him. ‘Who are you?’

The first replied, ‘I am the teardrop of the girl who got him.’

That’s the way life goes, isn’t it?

You seee in life, we don’t always know what is good and what wouldn’t be good except God the Almighty planner of our lives. We cry over what we don’t have, not realising we might have cried twice as hard if God had given it to us.


Reach Our Final Destination

When a plane sees that there is a storm or air- traffic congestion, it can adjust it approach to reach its intended target on time. If there’s major turbulence ahead and it needs to veer slightly off course, it knows what to do in order to correct that so it can make up for the time lost and to ultimately reach its destination.

I truly believe our goals are very much like an airplane’s journey. We’re trying to reach our final destination, and in order to do that, we need to be clear about what that destination is and when we’ll reach it. Then, all we need to do is plan, take action and to modify our approach along the way in order to get to where we’re going in the long term. Simple sounding, but clearly far harder to implement.

A day in the life of Kudzai

My day is never a dull one. 24 hours runs out like I only had 4 hours. Here is it starts. 

The minute I open my eyes or just see light penetrating through my curtains, it is time to rise up for a productive day ahead.  I try to say a prayer or just take 3 more mins sleeping. But most of the time, once I open my eyes I know its time to get up. So I go straight to my window open the curtains then peer through my lace curtains to see what’s going on. Normally on weekdays, the amazement of watching of young children running late for school or young teens rushing to get to their bus stops is never falling to grab my attention. I love observing mothers strolling their little ones to nursery or the people rushing late for work. I always amuzed. At times, I just want to get a rough idea of  the unreliable weather to know what’s best to wear. 

After opening windows to get natural light and fresh air, I either go a run or go straight for a shower. I try to get ready in half an hour but make up, music or distactions makes it impossible. Thirdly, I get ready to go get my breakfast and be out to go wherever I am off to on that day. Its usually the library. I spend about 5 to 6 hours working either on a book idea, blog ideas or just writing the next series or reading important stuff online. I am forever researching. 

At time I come home around 4  then prepare dinner, do dishes,  sort tomorrows stuff.  My days are always hectic.  There is never time for tv or just lazying around. My brain is always cooking something. Either plotting the next series of rabbits stealing syrup cotted carrots or planning my trip to York. After that I pick up my motivation manifesto or a novel I been in love with. Once I finish reading. I normally listen to music. But if my days has been hectic, like today went to do some office work, walked for 8.03 km then did a story telling session and came home, I would be so exhausted. The minute I sit on my bed that’s it I am gone. I say a prayer each night before I sleep even if I fall asleep half way. 

My life as a writer, blogger, entrepreneur is never easy but rather interesting. I believe time is money that’s why I never want to work for anyone. I like to make my own rules including my times. 
Life is never dull for me each day I woke up. Catch me on my travel, chill days 

To be continued…..