Note: As with legal contracts, reference to “men” also refers to “women”. (Is that patriarchal or has it not hidden meaning? Legal documents tend to be long and we simply make some effort to shorten them.) In South Africa, at two minutes before midnight a little over twelve hours ago (at the time of writing)—23:58…… Continue reading Of Men and Moon
In full consciousness, I do my utmost to remember to stay still and keep to myself quietly when an extreme emotion engulfs me, especially when that emotion falls under the lower part of the happiness bar. I am learning to postpone making any major decision when the current level of my joy is significantly above…… Continue reading Deliberate living: outside of an average day
“Come,” the faceless voice whispers to me. “Keep walking. Come here. Come in here.” I see an open door. I squint. Do I think I could see inside if I do? I only see darkness past the doorway, but I don’t have to see with my eyes what the room holds. I have been there.…… Continue reading Voice in my head
I long for an equal playing field where determining factors exclude family or relations, color or creed, gender or sexuality, age, or even length of legs, type of hair, size of waistline, and the like, and where we are all treated the same, unless the job calls for thin, long legs that carry a bony…… Continue reading My heart’s desires
It doesn’t really matter anymore but my therapist said that there is a possibility that I was misdiagnosed with depression and anxiety! She didn’t think I was suffering from MDD (Major Depressive Disorder). I don’t even think I was diagnosed because I went to my GP and she must have felt so sorry for me…… Continue reading My therapist said
I have been “around”, but I suspect I was not truly present. I exist. I float. I flit, not in the British sense but like a small bird. Not long ago, I was making (not made) a conscious effort to pay attention to my life. The intention was good. It was a work-in-progress. Sadly, it…… Continue reading The importance of being present
I cannot deny that one day I will wake up and realize that my hair has completely changed from black to grey. Then, I will remember the days I started noticing the grey, slowly. I will remember that I told myself not to worry about it and that I would be better off leaving it…… Continue reading One day
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