Lesson
Who are you after what you have learnt? Who is your real teacher and what is the lesson?
Map Of Emotion
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
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A Year Of Lonely Love & Communal Grief
For JD It’s coming on an year since our last conversation. A week when we were negotiating our definitions of intimacy, proximity, boundaries & identity. Sadly, I don’t even have the records of that any more. My phone crashed abruptly, last month. This is the same phone that you helped…
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Magical & Miraculous
What makes a moment miraculous? Is it mystery?
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The Compassion Chemical
I have been thinking about compassion. I find there’s no room for it in the stories we embrace to guide our lives. It is this that makes me feel I’m overflowing out of my body, spaces & life. What I have in me is labelled & pre-valued for tangible effects….
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Smiling At Sad
Can we approach being sad with a smile? How different would it look then?
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A Door Called Discomfort
Some days are recuperation. Some days are comfort. And some days are sitting with discomfort because that’s the name on the door behind which we stuff pain. Maybe it’s because I am facing head-on, things that trigger me and trying to learn new responses in doing so. Maybe it’s another…
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The Bureacracy Of Time Travel
Unexpected echoes from a pandemic, old connections, and buried trauma collide—showing how time can trap us in moments we thought were gone.
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Learning From Echoes
You have to live through the echoes of the things you couldn’t hear. Trauma manifests in layered ways.
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Pandemic Old
“How are you? How have you been? Who are you?” I don’t know how to answer these questions anymore, where once I had perfectly formulated, sure-as-steel answers. I’m still catching my breath and making sense of sounds. I’m experiencing the first summer in two years. In many ways, it is…
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What Does Loneliness Mean To You?
He writes of the isolation of chasing material dreams. I saw exquisite poetry laced with slivers of pain.
