There’s something deeply comforting about holding a book filled with memories you’ve carefully gathered over time. It’s not just about photos; it’s about the stories, the emotions, and the moments that shaped us. I’ve found that creating personalised photo collections is more than a hobby - it’s a way to heal, to reflect, and to celebrate life’s beautiful imperfections. When life feels overwhelming, flipping through those pages can feel like a warm hug from the past. The Powe

I never thought art could be a sanctuary until I found myself drowning in a sea of emotions I couldn’t quite name. Have you ever felt that way? 🤔Like your heart is carrying a weight too heavy to bear, but words just don’t cut it? 🤔That’s where healing through creative arts stepped in for me. It wasn’t just about painting or drawing; it was about unlocking a part of myself I didn’t know needed saving. Why Healing Through Creative Arts Matters When life gets messy, sometimes

A prophetic blessing of freedom and childlike delight Not long ago, a prophetic word was spoken over me. It began with something as...

There is a melody that often rises up in my heart:🎼 “The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous run into it and they are safe.”  🎶 It’s more than a song; it is Scripture woven into music, anchoring me when life feels overwhelming. 📖 “The name of the Lord is a strong tower; The righteous run to it and are safe.” — Proverbs 18:10 (NKJV) The Tower That Holds Us Secure We all seek safety. Some of us try to find it in relationships, finances, routines, or control. Ye

The unseen inheritance of spiritual compromise When my husband and I chose our wedding date — 31 October 1992 — we were very intentional. We wanted a day unshared by birthdays or other special events, a date that would belong solely to us. Back then, Halloween hadn’t yet reached South African shores, so the idea of our anniversary clashing with it never crossed our minds. Three decades later, it still grieves me that this day, sacred to us as a celebration of covenant love, i

Healing is a journey we often think of as deeply personal. But what if I told you that healing can be so much more when it happens within a community? 🤔 When we come together, sharing our stories, our pain and our hopes, something magical unfolds. It’s not just about mending wounds alone; it’s about restoration that lifts everyone involved. I’ve walked this path, and I want to share what I’ve learned about the power of healing in communities. Why Healing in Communities Matt

Emotional wellness is something we all crave, yet it often feels just out of reach. I’ve found that tapping into healing 💔heARTs💖 techniques can be a powerful way to unlock that wellness. It’s not about being an artist or creating a masterpiece. It’s about expressing what’s inside in a way that words sometimes can’t capture. Have you ever felt that?🤔 That urge to let your feelings flow freely, without judgement or expectation?🤔 That’s where the magic begins. When I first

I never imagined that picking up a paintbrush or scribbling in a journal could change my life. But here I am, sharing how healing through artistic expression has transformed my emotional and spiritual well-being. It’s not just about making art; it’s about making space for your soul to breathe, to process, and to grow. If you’ve ever felt stuck, overwhelmed, or disconnected, this might be the gentle nudge you need. Why Healing Through Artistic Expression Matters Have you ever

When passivity opens the door, destruction walks in Throughout history, the story of Ahab and Jezebel has echoed like a warning bell for every generation. Ahab, though king, abdicated his God-given responsibility to lead with courage and integrity. His silence and passivity opened the door for Jezebel’s manipulation, intimidation, and destruction to wreak havoc on the nation. 📖 “And so it was, while Jezebel massacred the prophets of the Lord, that Obadiah had taken one hundr

Rejecting violence and the celebration of harm I am appalled. Social media, a place meant to connect people, has instead become a breeding ground for mockery and cruelty whenever someone dies. To watch laughing emojis, careless comments, and even celebrations in response to the death of a 31-year-old husband and father is heartbreaking. There is something deeply wrong when a person is not allowed to freely hold or teach a different view without fear of being silenced by viole

Honouring the gift of life by slowing down Sometimes we need the gentle reminder: Deadlines, to-do lists, responsibilities — these things never truly end. The world keeps demanding, and if we let it, our energy and joy will be poured out until there is nothing left. Yet here is a truth worth holding close: You — your body, your soul, your heart — cannot be replaced. Your health, your soul, and your heart matter more than any unfinished task. Last week, Clive forwarded me a vi

"Because healing isn’t just a process — it’s a promise." What if healing was never meant to be a finish line but an unfolding — a sacred invitation back to wholeness? What if healing wasn’t just recovery, but rebirth ? This is the heart behind Healing 💔heARTs💖  — not simply a message I share, but a movement etched into canvas, colour, and Spirit-breathed expression. A visual reflection of the sacred journey from ashes to beauty, from silence to song. I’ve lived it. Maybe yo

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“For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” — Ephesians 2:10...

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This month's community paint party drew less than a hand ful of people but we had loads of fun nevertheless.

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I was born in Germany raised in SA. Having been conceived after an illegitimate brother and an aborted brother as well as being...