A Social Entrepreneur, Professional Speaker, Inspirational Columnist, Authoress, Executive & Leadership Coach & Transformation Practitioner. She holds a Bachelor of Arts Degree, having majored in English & Psychology, a Higher Diploma in Education & an Honors Degree in Clinical Psychology obtained at the University of the Western Cape.
Ms. Hill also holds two international accreditations: The first as a registered Assessor with City & Guilds of London, the second as a licensed Thomas International Analyst.contact us
Ms. Hill possesses 26 years of Industry Experience across multiple sectors on every organizational level. It is her depth of insight into human behavior and her depth of professional character that provides clients with the depth of an instant shifting and empowering experience, depth differentiates Lynn as a brand.
A tiny padlocked metal cage, this has been my long abode
I forced my precious wings to fold till my soul became of age
I never saw my true colours, I never spread my wings
They fluttered at the thought, they wished to hear the key
My wings and I so wished that we’d someday be free ...
And yet it was My colours, Intense and bright anew Meshed metal mysteriously, I flew and flew and flew...
Towards clear coloured, azure skies Scattered with golden Angel’s dust
Finally my wings and I have claimed our precious Rightful space
I prayed for so long, I pled with God
To give me the music to my fading song
If HE knew my name before I was born
Was he not able to count each thorn...that he was adding to my Crown? One thorn too many, how many more?
One more nail clinching my already sore flesh to wood,
My blood had run dry, it had stained my cross...
And in my superficial strength, my strength was so misunderstood My cross...an invisible entity to this world!
She may have silently screamed when pain became her second name
She may have swallowed rivers of tears pretending not to drown’
She, may have contemplated death when there was no reason to keep on keeping on
Hear her Roar as she shouts this to the World:
While Pain became my second name, it was my gateway to Victory all the same
You’ve got to treat a peasant like a King or Queen
You never know… Miracles Happen & Angels Fly
Fetch the Fables and the wand! Everybody has the potential
To be anything they’d want…to be
You see we have to treat each other accordingly!
We swirled and twirled, pranced and danced, stardust and light had taken form
And from Stardust, Light and Magic and the Womb of Creation, two identical Souls were born
You and I ran through the Cosmos eons ago, holding hands and chasing Cosmic Dreams
Entwined by streams of aligned stars that would forever keep us connected between distant galaxies
` We were birthed from a single Divine breath, God sang a Song when we were born and we’ve since danced to Creation’s Tune, to the same music that still exists between the Ocean and the Moon
We danced with Duality, to the rhythm of Synchronicity, a dance forever choreographed by Serendipity, it was She who would be the divine protection to our timeless connection
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