Living in different places around the world has given me an abundance of knowledge and perspective, an amount I never imagined was possible; I’ve seen how we’re all different but really all the same, I understand that things are nearly always simultaneously beautiful and heartbreaking, and I know that the…

I was thinking about the sensation of being watched — the hyper-awareness that comes when you know someone’s eyes are on you — in contrast to the tangible feelings of relief and surrender that accompany being alone. Imagine the not so dystopian future in which we are always surveilled —…

Two weeks ago, I was in the changeroom at my yoga studio before the class started. I was filling up my water bottle and casually eavesdropping on two women in their late teens/early twenties (university-branded tote bags) discussing whether they wanted to go out this upcoming weekend. The one was…

The only accurate word to describe how I feel about the constant masquerade of everyday life is frustrated, I’ve been thinking a lot about Goffman’s ‘life as theatre’ metaphor and while I don’t necessarily feel that my inner self is fundamentally different in distinct contexts, I do feel as though…

I’ve had an increasingly wary attitude towards the spaces wherein I predominantly receive updates about the world; online channels like social media, news outlets, Google, Wikipedia and books (probably in that order, I’m ashamed to admit) are the informational mediums that allow for ideas to be sparked, opinions to be…

It’s a strangly confronting feeling when someone offhandedly makes a comment about how you are. Not who you are, not what you are, but how you are. It’s as though for a split second, there’s a mirror being held up to the very thing that consumes our lives — how…

I’ve wasted a lot of time in the past week or so thinking about current coexisting yet contradictory circumstances; how I feel young and idealistic yet so old relative to the thoughts of my past self, how I’m overflowing with gratitude when I look outwards but still burdened with longing…

A book I read recently was emphasising the mind-body connection as a tool for tapping into our intuition, for learning how to know ourselves better and trust our instincts as we move through the world. Sensations in our physical body can be indicative of how we truly feel about a…

I feel a bit duped, to be honest. I didn’t grow up religious, and was therefore ignorant to concepts such as sin, karma or prayer, and yet I still have deeply engrained ideas about how virtuous action will bring about future peace. Whether it’s framed as being a good person…