Intention is everything – By Di Atherton

On the 31st December I find a quiet space at home with blank paper and pen. Usually accompanied by a glass of chilled bubbly (it is New Year after all!) Light a candle. The first thing I do is think about what theme I want for the coming year and what my word will be. Then I write myself a letter dated 31st December the following year. So this year’s letter will be dated 31st December 2019. It’s a letter to myself and it’s all about what I have achieved in that year. Now if you think this sounds completely crackpot, let me tell you a story…..

The Lowveld is packed with interesting things to do; the trick is to find the time to get to experience them! – By Di Atherton

What does seem to be lacking however is an effective advertising medium that gets the word out about upcoming events. You would think that in a small town it would be easy to advertise but apparently not. Initiatives like We Are White River, Show Me Nelspruit and the new Lowveld Live go some way to filling that gap, but again, it’s up to the individual to seek out the information. Download the apps, check their pages, get proactive. Stop doing the same thing and expecting different results!

Di’s Window on White River – Be the Change

It’s a new year. The Silly Season is fast coming to an end and we are once again faced with the “reality” of life. The shops already filled with “Back to School” advertising as our Matrics are hopefully celebrating the culmination of 12 years of school, ready to move onto the next chapter in their lives and many wonder how they are going to get through what feels like the longest month of the year with pay-day very far away!

Di’s Window on White River

Despite the fact that Summer tried to elbow Spring out of the picture completely, it IS the season of renewal, regeneration and rebirth. The season of change. As I inhale the delicious perfume of the jasmine and yesterday-today-tomorrow that fills the overheated air, there is a sense of expectation.

Di’s Window on White River

Driving home from Nelspruit late at night, I silently pray that I won’t see any, but as I sweep on up the R40 arms reach out from the dark pavement, desperately trying to catch my attention. My heart sinks. Outside the Mall, again when you come into White River and then at the big roundabout at Casterbridge, you will see them – restaurant staff and shift workers trying to get home at the end of a long and tiring day.