Tanya Loubser Revival Life Coaching

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Powerfull words - read it twice - alow it to realy sink in.

Geleen......💔

Boelies raak nie minder nie. Hulle leer net later hoe om dit netjieser te doen

Mense praat oor boelies asof dit iets is wat saam met skoolhemde, snoepiegeld en daai reuk van 'n warm klas vol kinders en geraas agterbly. Asof dit maar net nog 'n fase van grootword is. Iets wat kinders sterker moet maak, soos ekstra wiskunde klasse, atletiek en daai eksamendruk wat eintlik as 'n oorlogsmisdaad ondersoek moet word.

Dis maklik om so te praat wanneer dit nie jou kind is wat skielik stadiger begin loop, minder eet, sagter praat, of soggens aantrek vir skool soos iemand wat oppad tronk toe is nie.

Die waarheid is boelies is nie ou skooldrama nie. Dis lewende wreedheid, en by kinders ruk dit hand uit vandag.

Seuns doen dit. Meisies ook. Party boelies kom met volume. Party kom met glimlagte, goeie hare en daai talent om iemand in tien sekondes sleg oor hulself te laat voel sonder om ooit hul blazer te kreukel. Dis nie meer net een laaitie met 'n groot mond en bevraagtekende breinselle wat baklei vir derde plek nie. Dis nou groepschats, screenshots, voice notes, fake profiles en daai vuil klein Olimpiese sport waar iemand uitgesluit word terwyl almal maak of hulle te onskuldig is om iets te weet.

Toe die klok gelui het, kon 'n kind ten minste huis toe gaan en vir 'n rukkie asemhaal. Nou klim die boelie saam in jou sak in. Hy lê op jou bed in die lig van jou foon en wag in die klasgroep soos moeilikheid met uncapped data.

Dis wat mense aanhou mis. Boelie is nie net stout wees nie. Dis nie net kinders wat bietjie rof speel en later almal saam tjips eet nie. Dis vernedering met gehoor. Dis herhaling. Dis daai koue ding wat 'n kind leer dat mense soms saam lag wanneer jy breek. Hierdie goed gaan sit nie net in iemand se dag nie. Dit gaan sit in hul lyf. In hul slaap. In hul stem. In die hand wat later nie meer wil opgaan in 'n klas of 'n vergadering nie. In die manier hoe hulle begin jammer voel oor hul eie bestaan, asof hulle heeltyd 'n verduideliking skuld net omdat hulle daar is.

Wat my nog kwater maak, is hoe maklik grootmense verby dit kyk. Iemand noem dit kinders wat kinders is. Iemand anders sê die kind moet net harder word, wat gewoonlik gesê word deur iemand wat self sou huil as hulle een dag in graad agt moes oorleef. Nog iemand maak asof dit drama is, asof 'n stukkende selfbeeld iets is wat sommer oor die naweek regkom saam met vuil skoolskoene en 'n milkshake.

Dis verstommend hoeveel mense hul ruggraat verloor sodra wreedheid ordentlike klere aantrek.
Dis seker ook hoekom grootmens-boelies bestaan. Daai kinders word ouer sonder dat iemand hulle ooit stop.

Hulle kry poste, naamplaatjies, goeie parfuum en belangriker e-posadresse. Nou noem hulle dit eerlikheid, humor, dissipline of kantoor-kultuur. Dis die baas wat jou in 'n meeting afkraak en maak of hy jou "ontwikkel". Dis die tannie wat jou hele lewe audit tussen die aartappelslaai en die braaibroodjies. Dis die vriend wat jou elke keer afkraak en dan verbaas lyk as jy nie wil saam lag nie. Dieselfde gif. Net in 'n bottel met 'n mooier label op.

Boelies moet gestop word terwyl almal nog maak of dit klein is. By skole. By huise. By sport. In families. Op fone. In kantore. Oral waar iemand d**k hulle mag 'n ander mens kleiner maak om self minder pateties te voel.

Elke keer wat 'n grootmens wegkyk, leer 'n kind iets verskrikliks: dat wreedheid plek kry, dat stilte wen, dat hul pyn nie genoeg is om iemand uit 'n stoel uit te kry nie.

Dis hoe boelies grootword.

Nie net in ouderdom nie.

In toestemming.

©️ -edb- 2026

2026 came out of the blocks fast.
Everyone seems busy, driven, chasing goals.
But maybe you already feel tired.
Uninspired.
A little lost and wondering, “What’s wrong with me?”

Working from home can feel safe and sensible. At first, it feels like rest. But staying inside too much can quietly drain us. Our minds don’t always recover in isolation, they start looping. Energy fades. Motivation softens. And what we call “rest” can slowly become exhaustion.

Here’s something gentle but important to remember:
Real rest is not isolation.
Real rest is change.
Movement. Light. Connection. New input.

You don’t need to push harder or become someone else. Sometimes, you simply need to step into a different space than the one your thoughts have been circling in.

If this is you, connect with me and let’s take back control together 🤍

✨ Inspired by insights from Cobus Piennaar, PhD, Organisational Psychologist

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Maak 2026 'n jaar om te onthou!

Borrowed - amazing just had to share this!!!
A great reminder ❤️:
At age 23, Tina Fey was working at a YMCA.
At age 23, Oprah was fired from her first reporting job.
At age 24, Stephen King was working as a janitor and living in a trailer.
At age 27, Vincent Van Gogh failed as a missionary and decided to go to art school.
At age 28, J.K. Rowling was a single parent living on welfare who was clinically d*pressed and at times has contemplated su*c*de.
At age 28, Wayne Coyne (from The Flaming Lips) was a fry cook.
At age 30, Harrison Ford was a carpenter.
At age 30, Martha Stewart was a stockbroker.
At age 37, Ang Lee was a stay-at-home-dad working odd jobs.
Julia Child released her first cookbook at age 39, and got her own cooking show at age 51.
Vera Wang failed to make the Olympic figure skating team, didn’t get the Editor-in-Chief position at Vogue, and designed her first dress at age 40.
Stan Lee didn’t release his first big comic book until he was 40.
Alan Rickman gave up his graphic design career to pursue acting at age 42.
Samuel L. Jackson didn’t get his first major movie role until he was 40.
Morgan Freeman landed his first MAJOR movie role at age 52.
Kathryn Bigelow only reached international success when she made The Hurt Locker at age 57.
Grandma Moses didn’t begin her painting career until age 76.
Louise Bourgeois didn’t become a famous artist until she was 78.
Whatever your dream is, it is not too late to achieve it. You aren’t a failure because you haven’t found fame and fortune by the age of 21.
Hell, it’s okay if you don’t even know what your dream is yet. Even if you’re flipping burgers, waiting tables or answering phones today, you never know where you’ll end up tomorrow.
Never tell yourself you’re too old to make it.
Never tell yourself you missed your chance.
Never tell yourself that you aren’t good enough.
You can do it. Whatever it is that sets your soul on fire.

As parents, we often find ourselves filled with doubt. We question whether what we’re doing is truly the best. Is it right? Could we have done more? Should we have done it differently? Did we get it right at all? These are the silent questions that echo in our minds every day.

In a world where everything moves at a rapid pace, we do our best to keep up — to be the best, do the best, and give the best in everything we take on. But in the midst of it all, be careful not to lose sight of joy. Joy in the ordinary. Joy in the mess. Joy in the moments we so often overlook.

Every day calls for a mindset shift — a conscious decision to live with intention, not perfection.

Let’s not forget: our children are watching. Through us, they learn what truly matters. Let’s show them that it’s not about being perfect, but about being present. About choosing what’s meaningful, not just what’s urgent