Our room was a cloudy liquorice where a small glow from my tea light candle’s flame occupied one corner. The candle’s faint warmth tickled the coolness of my exposed feet. I listened to the quiet snores of my husband while citrus scents of blood orange floated under my nose. Another night of insomnia. Silently I rolled…
Quick note: Why is it that we are so quick to pass judgement on ourselves? “I shouldn’t be” “I shouldn’t like” “I should change”? What if you came from a place of acceptance? What if you inquired who you are and what you dis/like? Loving yourself requires acceptance of all of you not parts of…
He brought the pen to his journal, his fingers quivering. Pain he’d incarcerated for so long finally begun to unleash itself. Over the years he mastered the skill in keeping it at bay. It was no more than that of a distant memory. He wrote into the night until his feverish fingers numbed and his…
Quick note: One of the lessons I am constantly learning is that I am enough. I am enough. There is no ‘what if I did’ or ‘if only I was like’, I am who I am. Until I choose to spend time to inquire who I am, my beliefs, my politics, my love, I will…
Quick note: Pain is unpleasant, and in this context I am speak on emotional pain. The kind of pain that hurts when you breathe. That aches when you speak. That hammers your chest and pinches your eyes wide awake into the middle of the night. Yet pain is a necessary part of our development. I…
He frequently told her how much he loved the way her body jiggled, she wished he wouldn’t use the word ‘jiggle’. Jiggle was problematic. She’d recently put on the weight. Yes, her breasts now popped out her bra and yes a roll appeared whenever she sat. It wasn’t just the word that was problematic however,…
Quick note: Lessons are often associated with mistakes. Some lessons are painful and some alter our understanding and beliefs through experience. In this fleeting life of lessons, I choose to be open. Whether in retrospect or in the present moment, I choose to believe that there is a beauty in each lesson especially when those…
The tigress strolled towards the river, blades of wet grass licking her fur at every step. When she reached the river’s edge, she quietly bent her head and drank. The river’s coolness trickled down her throat and clung to the tip of her thick white whiskers. Stretching her languid body, she laid on her side…
Quick note: There is beauty in saying yes to your heart. When it’s quiet force tugs your ear, calling you to listen. Allow your heart to expand, allow it to teach you things you did not know about yourself or of the depth of kindness and empathy you can have for others. Say yes and…
Quick note: We often wear masks of who we want to portray. We wear these in response to not wanting to be vulnerable, or not wanting to be seen as weak or insufficient, or because we simply choose not to face what is really there. We wear masks because they are comfortable, at first, until…