Tag: writing
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Inner pease is not perfection
There’s this assumption that people who write about inner peace must have mastered it. As if peace is a destination someone arrives at and never leaves. The other day someone said: “The people who write about inner peace the most seem to experience it the least.” Maybe… but I truly believe that only people who…
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From head to heart
Yesterday, something happened that triggered me harder than I expected. My ego was the first to jump into defence. My inner child stompped her feet, she felt neglected, like she didn’t matter. A swell of emotions was about to take over my entire being. But my heart stepped in and saved the moment. A few…
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The journal that couldn’t hold my feelings
I thought writing was helping me heal. Sometimes, it was helping me avoid feeling altogether I remember quarrelling with my mom that day about which was more important: tucking in the carton lid of a cereal box or the plastic bag inside it. As funny as it sounds now, I was fuming. I retreated to…
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A little less foreign
Yesterday, I had a great time with friends. I spent the day with three of my closest friends, people with whom I can be fully myself, without ever feeling judged or needing to wear a mask. That’s rare, and I don’t take it for granted. The day started simply: a shower, a short walk in…
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Time waits for no one
This is a story I wrote years ago about not taking action on the things that matter to us, thinking we have time. I find the core message very relevant to me now as I contemplate new decisions that impact both my career and my personal life. I hope it resonates with you too. Happy…
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The gentle blueprint Sandybell left on my soul
I was born in 1981, the same year a tomboyish girl with blonde pigtails and a Scotch Collie first appeared on television screens. Her name was Sandybell. In my house, she wasn’t just a character; she was a nickname. My parents saw her in me or perhaps they created her in me. They styled my blonde hair…
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Openness is a window that opens inwards
Last year, when I started my journey to becoming more authentic and real, the very first trait I thought I should embody was openness. Thinking that in order to be authentic, one should hide nothing; show themselves fully; to wear my heart on my sleeve, to say what’s on my heart and mind openly. A…
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Love isn’t a feeling, it’s an intention
It’s not unusual to come across short clips about love and relationships when scrolling through social media. There’s plenty of valuable advice out there, but only a few make you think and want to redefine your assumptions about love. On two occasions this month, I gave space to two thoughts I heard: Compatibility or differences?…
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I cracked the code of discipline!
After years of wondering what discipline is all about and how to make it a constant factor in my life, I think I’ve cracked the code today. This morning I woke up early, and as with every day, I love spending my first hours doing something for myself before I start hustling for work. That’s…
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It started with anger…
Most of us can remember a time – especially during our teenage years – when we were angry at one or both of our parents. At that stage of life, even the smallest misunderstanding can make us feel victimised, misunderstood, or unheard. Add teenage hormones to the mix, and you’ve got rage at best, if…
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