Imperfections

For the ones who neglect themselves, who prioritize others’ wellbeing, remember. It is not a selfish act to work on … More

It’s a mystery

Silence is mystery. That which you can name or label, that which you can interpret or express, that which you … More

We did not lose ourselves because in each moment we were creating ourselves. Decades of life… every moment, every decision … More

The mysterious mountains this afternoon was engulfed in fog. As I drove through the fog, the view barely visible 5 … More

“Just as there exists in writing a literal truth and a poetic truth, there also exists in a human being … More

Note to self: pay attention to the road. But the random thoughts… Driving along, and noticing council workers “trimming” flora … More

Meditation, mindfulness and a good therapist… that should set me straight for the rest of my life 😀 Seriously though, … More

Originally posted on MEANINGS AND MUSINGS:
I cannot escape this sense of loss, this great sorrow. I am woman, and that alone…

After a “busy” time, today I had time to chill. I have written “busy”, not busy, because most associate busy … More

I hide. When I want to. When I need to. For different reasons. And I believe everyone does, to varying … More

“All futures are tinted by the way in which you choose to view them.” Cat Hellisen ‘Mother, Crone, Maiden’ … More

One must not only exist, one must be alive; live life to the fullest… And so they say. The narrative … More

Our deepest wishes are whispers of our authentic self. We must learn to respect them. We must learn to listen. … More

I grew up in a family of “intellectuals” and in a society which prized the intellect and intellectual pursuits. By … More

I wrote an email, somewhat scathing in tone, a few days ago. Entirely justified at the time, I thought. I … More

How do we see ourselves? How do we introduce ourselves, as we stretch out our hands to greet another? Do … More

My thoughts on a Friday evening… … so that one day you realized that what you wanted had already happened … More

Today is strange in that I do not know what to make of it. My mind struggles with labels. In … More