Africa-Press – Eswatini. With the calendar turning its gentle pages into May, the world seems to heave a sigh of quiet gratitude.
In many countries, May is a time of blooming flowers, warming days, and a gentle reminder that the midpoint of the year is quietly approaching.
Yet here in Eswatini, nestled in the undulating hills and valleys that have cradled our ancestors for generations, May holds a subtle magic of its own: a season for breathing deeply, reconnecting with the simple joys of life, and finding celebration in places that cost little more than time and attention.
Globally, May is known for celebrations like May Day (Workers’ Day) and Mother’s Day. But in Eswatini, May sits proudly as a jewel of the winter crown.
The rainy season has mostly passed, leaving behind a land newly washed and brimming with green life. Days are still warm, but not oppressive.
Evenings hint at the coming winter chill, inviting us to dig out our light sweaters, sip warm teas, and slow our pace.
To the farmer, May is the beginning of harvesting what was sown months ago. To the student, it’s a stretch of calm before the midyear examinations pounce.
To the elderly, it’s a time for gathering younger family members around fires and passing on stories that shape identity.
Stargazing
To the artist, May is a golden-hour light lingering just a little longer on the canvas of mountains and plains.
In other words, May is an invitation not to rush, but to savour. For the young ones, May is a wonderland of crunchy leaves and playgrounds that are neither too hot nor too muddy.
It’s a time to build forts from branches, chase after dusty soccer balls across village grounds, and lose hours to the kind of imaginative games that don’t need smartphones or electricity.
For the teenager or twenty-something, May can be the month of dreams. Dreaming about career paths, travelling plans, and love letters not yet written.
It’s a time when the body and spirit are still fresh enough to believe that everything is possible, yet old enough to start mapping serious routes toward those possibilities.
For the working parent or bustling entrepreneur, May is a mid-journey oasis. After the high energies of New Year’s goals and the stress of financial year closings, May says: “Come.
Rest a moment. You’ve earned it.” It’s the month that reminds us that productivity isn’t just about running faster but also about pacing ourselves wisely.
For the elderly, May brings memories of countless other Mays: of harvest dances in long-ago fields, of first loves found and sometimes lost, of family members long passed but never forgotten. It is a sacred month of storytelling, a season where the heart weaves tapestries of yesteryear.
For More News And Analysis About Eswatini Follow Africa-Press
