PinnedThere is no Right TimeI’ve been in therapy since October 2023. Nearly every week, my therapist and I unravled the inner workings of my brain in ways that I often…Mar 61Mar 61
The Confession of a Life-long AbuserI am an English teacher. I live in an English-speaking country. I think, dream, read, write and love in English. They say English is not my…Apr 141Apr 141
Our Art is SacredHere’s an unpopular opinion. The act of creating is a deeply sacred one. When making art we bring forward the unseen and make it palpable…Apr 21Apr 21
The Daydreaming Diaries Part 3Silence in the city. Such a privilege. What is really the difference between silence and quiet? One can be quiet in the absence of silence…Mar 291Mar 291
Please Be Patient with MeShe looked straight at me. A clear-cut look. Full eye contact, zero hesitation. Her gaze felt like a firm handshake. Not the limp…Mar 222Mar 222
And the Tree Kept Listening and Nodding its CrownI am the woman who talks to trees. Yep, I am that woman. No shame in admitting that, whatsoever. I walk and talk and then I walk some more…Mar 182Mar 182