Blogs & Insights From Mama Gold

The Tale of Two Launches
In the blue eyes of my own truth- telling, I had found the oceans of my healing. Finally confronting the sea of my memories buried deep in the ocean floor for so long. And so I surfaced from the ocean and I stepped into the light of the shore. Looking up at the majesty of Table Mountain - an iconic symbol of the world.

Soul Speaking
“Writing made sense of my whole life. Today I am a writer who speaks. I did not write this book. This book wrote me. Writing chose me, writing healed me.” Now I choose to live a life worth writing for, a life worth writing about. I choose to step into the light.”
Except from “Belonging; Finding Tribes of Meaning.”

Travellers
When I first met my husband, Friedel, he had been working and travelling overseas for four years. I had been studying and working in England for a year and travelling around Europe in brief breaks.

This is where I belong...
I was 19 years old when I attended an Anglican Students Conference in Lesotho during the height of Apartheid under a then very little known man. His name was Desmond Tutu. He went on to win the Nobel Peace Prize.
That two week immersion was to forever change the trajectory of my life.