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Have you ever walked away from a conversation feeling like someone just sucked the life out of you? I remember a time when I met an old acquaintance at a Durban market. We chatted for 20 minutes about...
Let me pull you into a memory from my early days as a healer in Durban. It was a sweltering summer day when Thandi knocked on my door, her face etched with exhaustion. “Dokita,” she sighed,...
Let me share a story that still makes me shake my head. A few years back, a woman named Nomsa came to my door in Durban, tears streaming down her face. She’d just lost thousands to an “online...
You’ve paid your bills on time, worked overtime, and done the sensible things—yet the same misfortunes keep finding you. A chain of small disasters: missed payments, relationships that fall apart at the...
Let me take you back to a stormy night in Durban, years ago, when I was still honing my craft as a healer. A frantic knock at my door revealed a neighbor, wide-eyed and trembling. “Dokita,”...
Let me take you back to a sweltering summer day in my Durban consultation room. A young man named Kwame burst in, sweat beading on his forehead, clutching a phone screen full of glowing promises from an...
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