My name is Thalita, meaning 'little girl'
An Earther adult now, full of color & swirl
Afrikaans my home language: my English not superb
Afrikaans a very expressive language: we joke & chirp
South Africa is called the Rainbow Nation: multicultural beings
Everyone has loved, lost, cried & laughed: multifaceted feelings
The Rainbow Nation I love...... people a mixed bag of rarity
The Rainbow Nation I wish..... people to join for prosperity
No matter the many hardships we endure
Humour our cushion & hope our manure
No matter the 7-star theater of our national dramas
South-Africa’s open spaces & weather our Bahamas
No matter the gloomy international publicity
SA’s humans presuppose Divine Synchronicity
No matter the global 7-star theater of propagandas
Gaia's humans: a multitude of KungFu Pandas!
may Honour & Strength
be Humanity’s Wavelength!
The poem above is from my eBook, "Rename Me!", which is available in the online store. I thought it to be a suitable intro to myself and my website too.
I love sports and has achieved Springbok Colors (South African National Colors) in 3 different sports in my youth, and later years when I've learned to do graphic designing, it became a delight for me to design sportswear. I personally create all the designs of all the Sportswear, Accessories and other products in my online store.
As I look back on my life, there has always been a parallel track of sport and creative endeavors, as the main themes. Herewith a very short summary, because in truth I could write volumes about how the low's in my life have by 'millions of donkey miles' far outweighed the high's.
* At school, at the age of 15 (1988), I was chosen for the South African Junior (Schools) team, to compete in Europe, in long jump. But, in those years SA was banned from international sporting events due to apartheid. And, the (crooked) rule is that if you do not physically compete overseas, then your National Colors are not officially awarded, even though you made all the "grades" and were chosen for the team... So, these junior long jump colors was unofficial. This, and many other unfortunate circumstances lead me to stop with athletics a few years later. My best achievement in the long jump was 6.05m at 15 years of age.
While studying my BA Degree (Sport Science & Psychology), I met a wonderful couple (Paul and Evelyn Schutte) who were Masters Sprinbok Powerlifters and I started training with them. In 1994 I achieved official Junior National Colors in Powerlifting. The sport of Powerlifting consists of Squat, Deadlift and Bench Press. We competed in Ohio, USA, that year at the Powerlifting World Championships, where I came 2nd. Again some politics were involved... At that time there were various local and international governing bodies for Powerlifting. So, even though I came 2nd at that World's, I cannot say that I'm utterly proud of it, because it was not against the best of the best (due to various governing bodies). The next year I joined the other governing body. But, because you have to pay your own way to all events in Powerlifting, I could not afford to attend the 1995 World's. So once again, my National Colors that I've now qualified for in the new governing body, was not officially awarded. After that I stopped doing Powerlifting too, because of not having the funds to compete at international events. I loved the Deadlift most of all the lifts! At the 1994 World's I've done a 170kg deadlift, but my official South African Junior Deadlift record stood for over 20 years at 160kg, on a bodyweight around 63-65kg, at age 21/2.
I did however, start training long jump again. By now I was finished with my studies and working (gym instructor, admin jobs, etc). I still dreamed of making it big in sport... I had to train after a full day's work, which I made the best of, but South Africa only having outdoor tracks, made it hard in summer, which is our rainfall season. And, in winter, the track where I could train had no lights after dark, plus it closed at dark... After-work-hours in the winter, plus travelling to the track, gave you about an hour's training time. Not enough. So, after another 2 years of training I gave up athletics for the second time. Of course this decision was accompanied with rivers of tears and 'why's?'
In these years after not having competed in any specific sport, I did keep training heavy weights in the gym. In 1998 the news reached my ears that women will now be included in the Commonwealth Games and Olympics, in the sport of Olympic Weightlifting. Olympic Weightlifting is one of the oldest sports, but only men has been on the programme in these Games, prior to the 2000 Olympics in Sydney. I started making enquiries as to how and where I could learn the technique of the Olympic lifts, which is Snatch and Clean & Jerk. I found a wonderful coach (Rodney Anthony: himself an X-weightlifter and powerlifter). At this time I lived in the north of South Africa and my new coach lived in Johannesburg - about 260km apart. For 2 years I went for coaching only when I could afford the trip to go and see him for a few days. I mainly trained on my own these first 2 years. (I moved to Johannesburg and closer to my coach in early 2000.) In the middle of 1999 I was chosen for the SA team to compete at the 1999 All Africa Games, and awarded my Senior Springbok Colors. Got my official Senior Springbok Colors for 4 consecutive years, from 1999 - 2002 (age 26 to 31). Came 5th at the 1999 All Africa Games. Got a silver medal at the 2001 African Championships, and gold at the same champs in 2002. Broke and held many SA records in those times too. Also got the trophy for 4 consecutive years for best overall female weightlifter in South Africa (bodyweight to weights lifted ratio). I loved the Snatch lift the most. Technically it's the most difficult of the two lifts, but oh man, the most exhilarating feeling when executed perfectly and with your maximum weight overhead!!!
Due to this sport being an Olympic sport, your travelling expenses to big events were covered by the federation. But, no other monetary rewards exist in South Africa for any of the 'smaller' sports. In all these years that I trained and competed in Olympic Weightlifting, I had a full day admin job and trained in the evenings. It was hard. The blessings this time round was that my new sport was indoors and the weather not an obstacle, and international competitions' travelling expenses paid for. The reason why I stopped doing Olympic Weightlifting is a story that's got everything to do with internal and national politics. Forgive me, but I'm not willing to share the drama of this story publicly.
The sports injuries I've had through the years could fill another couple of pages, but the short version of these is that Infinite Life taught me how I could heal my own body / injuries by desire, will power, focus, discipline and patience. Here is one example: When I just started training the Olympic lifts, I had no access to proper Olympic lifting equipment: I trained with old-style iron weights and a normal bar. Those old-style bars could not rotate like an Olympic bar rotates, for wrist purposes. Well, back then I did not know squat about any of the finer do's and dont's of the Olympic Lifts and its equipment. So, one night while training Clean Pulls from the rack, there was a very loud "bang" sound on the execution of my last rep; everyone in the gym heard it! There were even guys thinking it was a gunshot from the street nearby. This bang sound was just before the thump sound of my bar and iron weights dropping on the floor... As the bar dropped to the floor and I heard everyone asking and wondering what that bang sound was, I heard myself - in a daze - say to them aloud: "That was my hand!" My left hand was hanging loose and life-less on my arm, like an old rag. After a couple of days it was so painful and swollen that I had to go to a specialist for tests, to see whats wrong. After I was informed, and shown on the monitor, how ALL the ligaments in my hand and wrist were torn and detached, the specialist said that they can take out a little bone from my hip and put it into my wrist, to restore some stability and movement. I was also informed that this kind of "fixing" the injury would forever take away the ability of my wrist being able to do normal rotations, meaning .... I would not have been able to do many exercises in the gym ever again, let alone compete in a sport so heavily dependent on wrist movements, like Olympic Weightlifting. In my heart the desire for healing my wrist completely and competing in Olympic Weightlifting in the future, was far greater than "believing" what the specialist told me. Those desires, plus the disguised blessing of NOT being able to afford that suggested operation / not being able to afford medical aid/insurance, were the main ways by which Infinite Life started teaching me Her natural ways of healing... you already know the outcome of this story. Even after all these years, I'm still baffled at that loud bang sound of ligaments tearing off, all at once.
As for the present: I am considering training again for the Masters Olympic Weightliting in the near future, because I really miss the people, the sport and the training itself. Oh, and... it's been many, many years too that I just love practising freestyle dancing in my lounge - to melodic Trance, Techno, 1980's music, Club Remixes of the 1980's music and Country music! So, now you'll understand why my website's colors and theme looks somewhat like a disco or nightclub, haha...
* Regarding the creative endeavors: They are too many to mention in detail, but in short I've practised (and am self-taught in most of) the following: creative writing, digital designing, sewing, hand- and machine embroidery, mould-making and casting with resins & fillers, pewter relief work, clay sculpting, basic handyman type handwork, soft toy making, wire work and basic leather work. I really enjoy working with and creating things with my hands too! For photos of some of my handmade art and short, creative writings, you may visit my FaceBook Artist Page here:
Thank you for visiting my website and have a Powerfully Energetic day!