The more I pay attention to the world around me, and more importantly to its inhabitants, although I mostly refer to my immediate small world only, the more I am convinced that we are all hustling, and we are always hustling, even when we think we are simply doing what we believe we are meant…… Continue reading 2020.004 – Hustling
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On the road to enlightenment, when we sometimes think that we have arrived, that we are home and that we know for sure, we realize that we are not quite there yet. We are merely getting closer to where we are meant to be. We concur and acknowledge that…
Do you ever feel guilty about being blessed? How often do you board the train that takes you on a guilt-trip? For Catholics, guilt comes easy. For an Asian Catholic, guilt comes even more easily. I am an Asian Catholic. It is expected that I will sometimes write about guilt as I did a little…… Continue reading What is your bottom line?
Three months into your relationship, it becomes apparent that the honeymoon phase is over. True colors start to show. Reality bites and you start to feel it. But, you settle all the same. It is a comfortable space despite the unpleasant aspects of the situation. The bad and the ugly will disappear, you think, or…… Continue reading Relationships
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