At the fragile 26 year mark of my life, I finally found what adulthood truly means to me (whether I want it to or not): Stop outsourcing your personal responsibilities and wellbeing That means my career is no longer my employer’s job, my health no longer my GP’s and my happiness no longer my friend’s.... Continue Reading →
Vipassana retreat in Nepal: 10 days of silent meditation in the birthplace of the Buddha
A year ago, I was halfway through my 4 month stay in Nepal, and I had just completed a 10 day Buddhism course at the esteemed Kopan monastery in Kathmandu. I really enjoyed our peaceful group meditations that finally brought me the clarity I was seeking so desperately. Some travellers mentioned Vipassana meditation, and just... Continue Reading →
Taking Christmas off people (or a good idea with bad timing)
For starters, I am working today. In a hospitality job no less, so people can not be avoided (not five guys but I liked the photo I took there after work). I made sure to get a job in time for the holidays, because for the first time, I was not going to make a... Continue Reading →
A brain storm on the meaning of life
The buddha says suffering is inevitableBut meaning is today’s holy grail. We don't see the forest from all the trees. We are alive. Why? Because our body is capable of consciousness. Why? Because the body gets food and water every day and sleeps regularly. Why? The body is living in an environment that supplies what... Continue Reading →
Is the soul a myth? On dissecting identity
Let's strip ourselves bare layer by layer starting with skin, childhood and prayer: Who are we beneath all we say we are? The soul lives only in the now, like a flash of lightning in the dark of night illuminating all. Talking about identity is like approximating something that exists on another dimension, without having... Continue Reading →
My kind of magic (hint you’re it)
My new reality is stringed together by moments of connectivity and self-care. I search for these gems amid the crowd in gigs, on a protest with strangers, in the eyes of my pets. I feel my endorphins dancing when hearing my friends voice, and I am addicted to it. I choose them especially when I... Continue Reading →
How to see lemonade in an ocean of piss (or on surviving the UK elections)
The public reaction I woke up to today was similar to the one on 24th June 2016, the morning after the Brexit referendum. Labour has lost big, while the Conservative party painted the country blue. In London, still gripped tightly in red, people seem defeated.
The gift of grief (on losing a furry friend)
I have had two kinds of recurring nightmares since I was a child, one of them being that a pet of mine dies through my fault. I would take my cats on a boat ride and they would jump out and drown. My guinea pigs would run away into the road, my bird accidentally poisoned,... Continue Reading →
Am I at fault here? (or personal accountability after trauma)
When a friend brings up a hurtful behaviour, any defensiveness will result in a lack of trust in the relationship. It's easy to no longer feel safe with them. The "blame" lies with both here if they do not communicate this. Unfortunately, relationships cannot be salvaged by only one person accepting personal criticism. We can... Continue Reading →
The Good Place and Sartre (or Normal is other people)
"Well then, let's get on with it..." I read the 1944 play No Exit by Sartre in school, and its eery existentialism stayed with me. Then in 2016, Mike Schur, the comedy god behind Parks and Rec, Brooklyn 99 and the US Office, premiered his new show The Good Place on NBC. It is based... Continue Reading →