Navigating Family, Friendship, Marriage, Colleagues, Companions & other social connections
Do I have the courage to be loved by that which is bigger than me? Yes, it’s a question of courage. Also of ego. The spiritual masters say that love is a lesson in your own projections & insights on your being that appear as reflections in the beloved. I…
His voice holds me. His words unravel me. And the trouble is the unraveling, the undoing, the blurring continue long after the voice has gone silent, the line cold. Because words, they linger. Burning flesh wounds inside defenses. And everything else feels harder, sharper, steelier. I am in a world…
Activists with sincerity on their tongues, burning eyes & tearful hearts. They set mine afire. I register the call of their wild cries, in the pounding in my ears. Eloquent speakers do the same. They tease out the primal me.
Life is a cycle ride. You can twist that metaphor so many ways. You never really forget how to, even if you check out of actively doing it for a bit. It’s about balance. It’s when you stop thinking about it & just do it. Would death be when you…
I am hard to love. This is not news to me. This has been expressed in a range of ways, covert & overt, verbal & otherwise. The revelation is that it has only partly to do with who & how I am. The rest has to do with who &…
Clubhouse administration involves navigating interruptions, setting boundaries to make a room enjoyable. It’s a real lesson in reading the room.
I wrote to all the guys who list ‘long drives’ as what they like on dating apps
When I protest misbehaviour, I’m told “that’s how other people behave with me”. Does mutual misbehaviour negate the fact that this is in fact, misbehaviour?
Healing is messy. So is art. So is living. With lots of love to @senseslenses and @shaunakde for helping make my life & healing, art. My journey in watercolours.
Returning to a book I first read nearly a decade ago made me think about how many times I truly had that last chance.