NYANGA & KHALEYLITSHA - MTCC - day three

i am starting this post from the airport waiting room in capetown
i will finish i'm pretty sure from the hotel in joberg.
we fly into joberg - nap - no sleep. then to zambia in the morning.
our flight has been delayed. so i can type until the juice runs out. i got 9%.

today we visited with mtcc (music therapy community clinic)
the mtcc works with different community based projects
that care for children that have survived trauma from HIV and Aids.
most of them have buried parents. some are infected themselves.
what do they do? they sing and dance with the kids!
healing themselves through expression. love that!

ok now. back at the hotel. its 113am i'm beat. last night i didn't sleep. so much to be done.
i've got to try to sleep a bit tonight. don't know if i will though i will try.

let me say this.
they kids are so talented, so beautiful, such shining lights.
i fell in love today. really true love. this one angel insisted on hugging me and giving me a big kiss on the face. he was about 6 years old maybe? his face was covered with snot! covered! but i was like hey- 'i love you'. and we hugged, he gave me a big kiss and we danced and i was gone. complete surrender. i dedicated my life. i was stunned- because really the snot was all over his angel face. but who cares i love him.

i have so much more to share. i played the djembi drum today for the first time. and a 7 year old thought me how to work a tambourine. (i thought i was a expert. WRONG!)


i know why i was born. really. until every child, woman, man. has the ability to feel free to express themselves, to be healthy and happy. none of us are free. that is for real. i saw myself today. i know why i am here. everyone has the right to be free. be heard, feel seen. i can spend the rest of my life helping to make sure that happens for all of us.

this is where most of these beautiful angels reside. but please keep in mind what the women said yesterday. she is strong and they don't want or need pity. this community is exploding with life and talent. let us make way for them.

so much more to come.
i will add more about the past three days too.
more pictures. (yeah! pictures) more stories.

lovingly. ngozi. um ya. my name means accident in some languages here. so, yup. i no i wasn't planned mommy and daddy but hey! so- blessing in some languages, accident in others. that sums it up. destiny is what it is. by accident or by design. i am here. and so are you.