WHEN WATER IS THICKER...

They say that blood is thicker than water, but they never tell you which water you should stow away for safekeeping. Sometimes, we come across a current that we cannot fight against and in its blessing, we are taught the ideals of strength, love and complete surrender to the higher powers. There comes a point, when we must recognise that there are some waters that run thicker than blood.

I am so grateful to have gained a new sister, in this beautiful woman, Pheello (Khanyisa) Tsotsi.

Phee is one of those women who is so together, that it is sometimes frightening. I remember meeting her in the year 2009 and we happened to hit it off very well :) I was struggling with the idea of studying Law - a degree that I have much interest in - a career that I knew I lacked the desire to fulfill. As a thriving CA at the time, Phee advised me to follow my heart; as she could understand how unhappy I was at the time. Thanks to her inspiration, I continued with my studies through to the end of the following year and I struggled not only with my choice to persevere, but with the fact that I was being untrue to myself. She has always told me to be clear in my aspirations herewith and to really dive deep into something that I enjoy with all my heart. 

I am so honoured to have been an attendee of her beautiful wedding, to my "Brother", Mr. Lungi Tsotsi. What a truly inspirational union to witness. 

I wish you many days of happiness and an endless amount of undying love for one another.

 Image courtesy of: Mbuso Ndlovu

 Image courtesy of: Joan Njeri Njuguna.

 Image courtesy of: Joan Njeri Njuguna.

 Image courtesy of: The stranger who used Mbuso's phone.

Image courtesy of: Botshelo Motuba.

THE LOVE BE-KNOWN.

(To Lungi and Pheello)

When your heart lies with the soul of another

Your soul enshrines the look of your lover,

When true love fills the spirit of your air.

The love that sings the early bird's song

The truth that sets you free.

The kiss, a familiar feeling of

The peace in harmony.

The love of a lover

Unity at its strength

The passion, innate

The fear, 

no longer there.

Best Love,

Khaleesi x

P.S. Make love!

COME WITH ME?

 

 

To this day, I still wish that I had the power to fly!

 

 

Bonne Nuit!

Khaleesi x

 

P.S. This is a feel-good jam :)

The Story Of My Life.

To fall for someone can be overwhelmingly intense. In our minds, we build up expectations; consciously and subconsciously and the minute we feel that those expectations are beginning to fall out of line, we are challenged with turmoil. There comes this constant wave of emotions, which, if not monitored correctly, may result in: the oozing of that turmoil, through the cracks of our souls, in a manner that is unattractive, unkind and unrecognisable. At most times, these uncontrolled outbursts of anger cause for us to express ourselves in ways which are untrue. This is usually released in the form of negative, emotional energy and it is often directed at the most unlucky individual. At the end of the day, we are all human and we have all made, are making and will make many mistakes that will hopefully be understood by those who hold us most dear to their hearts... If-so they choose.

Do we hurt the people that we consider very close to us, in an attempt to bring about a reaction or is this a chemical ignition that is fuelled by our inability to control our emotional imbalances during the tumultuous times of our tales? Are we really dark-minded individuals or have we been conditioned to word our emotions of pain, confusion and fear in a way that is often destructible to the relationships that we make high efforts to build, from scratch?

I know that I have been completely outlandish in my behaviour in terms of the above-mentioned analysis of pain and the reaction towards it. I have found that I am so busy trying to maintain my happiness, that I seldom find the time to really understand the moments in which I feel sad, angry, hurt or ashamed. This is evidentally dangerous; as it allows for me to reconcile with, only the good aspects of my individuality; whereas, the flaws that I possess are often ignored until such a point that I allow for my negative emotions to remain caged for long periods of times. This is completely unhealthy and even though I have always known so, this week, I allowed for myself to act so irrationally and insanely in love, that I am still failing to recognise myself as that person. This has brought to my attention that I need to better handle myself as a grown woman and as an educated member of this Universe.

I seek to be pain-free, but pain lives within me. I yearn to trust in the word of the good man, who so willingly chooses to understand me. I pray that I shall not falter in my endeavours herewith (in dealing with the negativity of the soul). I vow to be forever grateful, for the days to come. I have a deep hunger to remain faithful to the nature of my soul and in so-doing, I need  be true to every emotion that I experience. Only then, will I be able to create the equilibrium of my existence.  

To those who are hurting. To the one who understands me. I am here... I will forever be in love; as  love shall forever be in me. The darkness has faded and when it comes again, my desire to face it with enlightenment, will be my only saving grace.

Believe in Thee. Believe in Me. Believe in an Everlasting Us.

Best Love,

Khaleesi x

P.S. "... I don't wanna be here, alone." - Mariah Carey, Love Takes Time.



WHERE THERE'S A WILL, LET'S SAY GRACE!

The other day, I was very confident (perhaps too confident, because I was not concentrating as well as I should have been, at the time) in myself; in that I was to make another one of those delicious three-egg omelettes that I am so privileged to be able to make. To my surprise, the omelette broke as I was trying to flip it, without the use of a spatula (A trick that I shall soon use to get into amazing food-fairs). I thought to myself... "If this were a high-pressured situation; whereby a child's life depended on the production of some sort of good-looking egg-breakfast-dish, what would you do?"

In a heartbeat, I rapidly scrambled my 'omelette' which consisted of:

3 x egg whites - whisked into 50 ml of fat free milk and seasoned with salt and pepper to taste.

I sauteed some spinach, onions, shrooms, feta cheese and rosa tomatoes in a pan. To add to the flavour of my vegetables, I seasoned them with: cumin, medium curry powder, almond flakes and two pinches of brown sugar. I also decided to squeeze onto my vegetables, some fresh lemon juice and added 2.5 ml of soya sauce to enhance sweet 'n sour balance of the dish.

I cupped my stir-fried eggs in a small ramekin (a small, round dish - usually used for baking creme brulee), popped it onto my plate and it was ready to serve. As indicated in the image above, I served this dish with a miniature Greek salad and a dollop of chilli/mayonnaise.

It was pleasing to see that my hypothetical child would not have starved; as the meal was well-received, even though the guest in waiting had anticipated the reception of an egg-white omelette.

In essence, when you f*ck up in life, you need to come up with an alternative plan for survival.

 I would like to leave you with the message of  freedom:

Be free within the soul

The one that carries you to death.

Be free within your creative mind

Be free even when you are in debt

To another, to yourself

You are the only one who may know

What freedom lies beneath your beauty

The depths to which you will grow. 

Best Love,

Khaleesi Ipeleng x

P.S. Happy Hump-Day :)

VIA BBC/ICECREAM!

I really love this song. Open your mind to new adventures. Music is the one!

When I think of my dreams to fulfil my destiny, it sometimes makes me wonder; if it really is possible. Every time I sense a slither of self-doubt, I simply listen to my heart and remember why I choose to listen to the wisdom encapsulated by its every-beat. The heart knows the truth. The truth that gives leverage to the infinite possibilities associated with 'freedom of choice' and 'capacity to act'. The capacity to fulfil your potential in this world and the ones that we have yet to conquer. It is difficult to hear the word of the soul, for the heart possesses a deafening voice that only those who dare to pursue its awakening (the voice), are privileged to hear. It is not always clear in its intentions, but the beauty in having conversations with your heart is that: they never end. We can only push ourselves as far as we want to in this life and the next. I am constantly in search of inspiration; whether it be from the "upper-class" gentleman who attends the same gym as I. Or the lady at the filling station who allows for us to exchange in brief moments of inspirational energy. Human interaction should have been classified as the eighth wonder of the world; I think more of us would be of a higher appreciation for it, than we are today. We need to have a deeper yearning for learning about each other, our desires, hopes and fears. The only way in which my dreams will fail to come true is if I stop believing in their fruition. The moment you stop believing in yourself, is the moment that you lose a sense of your self-worth and pride. If you 'believe and act as if it were impossible to fail', you will fail forward until you are able to succeed. 

They say that time waits for no man; yet, mankind created the concept of time. Manifest on your own. Engage with those who make your soul fly. Build from within.

Jummah Mubarak!

Best,

Khaleesi of the *UNIVERSE*

P.S. In case anyone was wondering: My dream-job is to be Pharrell Williams's personal chef... Watch this space, watch the throne!

THE MEATLESS WAY!

 

Vegetarian tagliatelle served with a: creamy-tomato, onion and baby marrow sauce; topped with some crumbed feta cheese.

 Bon Appetit! 

Best Love,

Khaleesi x

P.S. "All that is worth having, is well-worth waiting for" - ?



ANOTHER ROUND!

"Don't you go holding back your love, don't you go holding back..."

Bom Dia!

Love,

Khaleesi x

P.S. L'amour s'emporte - Love prevails.

A Message From Glass Table Girl:

For Mmaphuthi "Motswako" Morule.

In the year 2011, I was sitting in the bedroom of my beautiful God-Soul-Sister, aka Pharrell's ex-sister-in-law, Muptee. I actually remember this day. I woke up in my own house, hopped into my car (pyjamas and all) and drove to go and have a play-date (which was really just a duvet-day) with one of my favourite people in the world. 

I remember expressing my frustration to her about my failure to remember the ways in which I prepared food and telling her how much I wanted to start some sort of blog (because it was the in-thing to start a blog at the time); whereby I could write about my heart's desires and record my recipes as they flow.

I am so happy that she pushed me to start my blog, especially considering that I was not really sure of what the hell a blog was, at the time. She actually inspired the name of this site, Glass Table Girl. We had had a relatively wild weekend before that, making insane beats with a friend in the stu, playing in the streets of Johannesburg (which I have grown to appreciate more this year). It was on that weekend, that Mmaphuthi introduced me to The Weeknd's "House of Balloons/Glass Table Girls". - At one of her legendary house-parties, of course. We had the song on repeat all night, much to the dislike of fellow party goers, but as the saying goes: "No hair don't care".

So, whilst we were (she was) setting up the blog, we ran through a list of possible names for the blog. I remember the look on her face when I said: "MOGWANTS, CAN I CALL IT GLASS TABLE GIRLS"... Silence filled the room, as she looked at me in an awkward stare. Her response was: "But Mogwants, there is only ONE GIRL running this blog. So I dropped the 's' and boom shaka, my blog was born and it will be running for three years, come June 21st! To think that I almost backed out of this commitment, thank goodness she stopped me from trying to do so.

I would like to thank this woman for always inspiring me to be myself. For understanding me, even when she is unsure (which is most of the time, ha ha) and for pushing me to be outchea (wow, there is a time and place to use that word for the first time). Mostly, I would like to thank Mmaphuthi for keeping me young and always making sure that I am up to speed with my street credibility and technological game.

Without you, there would be no other.

Merci, ma soeur! 

Gros L'amour,

Khaleesi Ipeleng of the *UNIVERSE* x

P.S. That same weekend, whilst making beats, I almost fell through a glass table, because she made me laugh so hard, that I rolled over the back of the couch and landed head-first in the gap between the glass table and the front of the couch; so the title of my blog is ever-so-fitting! Ha, Good times indeed!

Morning Has Broken!

I present to the world:
1 x three-egg-white omelette filled with: ginger onions, spinach, fresh tomato and a hint of balsamic reduction; garnished with: fresh pepper-dews, sprinkled feta cheese and dried parsley.

When I was a child, I realised at the age of nine, that I dislike egg yolk with all my heart. I believe that it has to do with the texture of the yolk itself; whether it be soft or hard... Even though I have found the latter, to be more edible, I have never enjoyed anything to do with the yolk of an egg. The egg white, NOW WE ARE TALKING! White is right, good people, white is right. If we were to look at this from a biological perspective, I must inform you that the yolk of an egg contains a very high volume of cholesterol. Hypercholesterolemia is a disease which is slowly taking over the human race. Women are known to suffer from this more-so than men and it is a disease that is often overlooked, because nobody believes that they could ever have high cholesterol. Just as people still believe that they could never contract the HIV... 

GET TESTED!

 This (high cholesterol) is something which is frequently considered to only be common amongst the obese members of our global population. Well I have some news for you in saying that you are wrong. Hypercholesterolemia (High cholesterol) is a disease that should be treated in a more serious manner. 

I was working for an IT company, the year before last. On one of the mornings, we were privileged to be assisted by an amazing medical team; in having our routine check-up performed in the gym (The perks of the corporate world). It was then that I was informed that a. I seriously need to wear spectacles... A thought which had occurred to me five years prior. b. I have high cholesterol. I was flabbergasted at the thought that a 19 year old ;) could have high cholesterol... What a shame. As I understand it, the average woman's desired level of cholesterol should sit below 5.2 mmol/L and that any level that reaches up to and beyond 6.2 mmol/L is way too high. Alas, my cholesterol level was sitting at 6.4 mmol/L at the time that I took the test and that worried the doctors, I could see it in their eyes.

At the end of the day, it is up to us to correct our bodies, minds, hearts and souls. I have indulged less in the habits that I enjoy so very much and more in those that come naturally to me, such as: A meat-free diet (fish only), consistent exercise (running, walking, yoga, riding, dancing and other outdoor activities) and I have prayed over my body; for it is the vessel that carries my soul. A good body, creates the platform for the development of a great soul, so look after yourself as often as humanly possible.

Best Love,

Khaleesi x

P.S. Mmol is the unit measurement, used in chemistry, to define Moles. This is the amount of any substance which contains as many fundamental entities as there are atoms.

PLAYTIME IS THE BEST TIME!

This is one of the best festivals that I have ever been to. If you happen to be in Tofo, Mozambique, over one of the festive seasons... You should definitely check out the Oceanfest, which takes place over the New Year period, every December: At Fatimas. This festival gave me life. 

One of the beauties in travel is the many connections that you are able to make, given yourself the opportunity to indulge. A few years ago, I travelled to this very space with a few friends of mine and I recently arrived back from ROUND TWO! of what happens to still be my favourite holiday; thus far. 

I was highly amazed to reconnect with souls that I had previously encountered and even more-so privileged to share so many special moments with individuals who have touched my heart in the past; as well as, those who touched my soul, in the present moments that we exchanged with each other.

There is much little value in the appreciation of the experience of human exploration and the development of the energetic connectivity of the soul. We need to form a deeper, more soulful sense of encountering one another, in order for our forces as a species to penetrate and surpass the negativity that we fight so hard against (most of us, I hope), every day of our complacent existence.

This video is so beautifully composed, because it was created by two beautiful souls who deserve for their everlasting happiness to remain unharmed by the fear of that which is unknown. I feel privileged to have been in their presence :)

Salute, Yair and Danielle. Toda Raba for the music :)

Best Love,

Khaleesi of the *UNIVERSE*/ GlassTableGirl x

P.S. THIS SONG WILL BE ON REPEAT! ALL DAY... ALL NIGHT!