It's been 3 weeks since I started my course in Human Rights, and this article surprisingly reminded me of the Buddhist scripture.
Where Academia and Spirituality collide
Your Body is not an Apology
Sonya Renee Taylor speaks of the system of oppression that profit from self-hatred, and offers an alternative: radical self-love to heal body shame, in ourselves and the world.
What on earth is my life?!
At 27 years old, I should really know what my career is like. Now, I am just about to change it AGAIN.
If selflessness is selfish, is it still worth doing?
If people get personal satisfaction out of selfless acts, they can't be selfless anymore. Somehow, pretending seems dirtier than not being altruistic.
The curse of being a natural empath and caregiver
As empaths we often forget that the body and mind are interconnected. Simply treating the physical symptoms won't do, we need to heal.
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 →
Other guys #poem
red and blue and yet and you andfind me something that won't leave thensick as dogs as slick as yourslose that smile and then my warswink of an eye blink and then crysink before you say goodbye your words pile high til they match my eyesyou go on and i'll meet other guys
how to make old friends and lose new ones
Since i quit the corporate life last year, I’ve had to really face my definition of friendship. Many friends are made out of convenience, similar interests or the wider friend group. I thought I had realised that friendships, like any other relationship, needs active work. But once I completely changed what I wanted in life,... Continue Reading →
Finding your Echo
In the Greek myth, Echo was a cheeky forest nymph who was known for always having the last word. Goddess Juno punished her by removing her free expression (mass surveillance cough cough). When Echo encountered gorgeous Narcissus in the woods, she could only return his own words to him. 'Is anyone there?' 'there' 'Come here!'... Continue Reading →
And so October 31st passes
Brexit is just as messed up, and the world did not go under. Boris Johnson had painted a dystopia in which the public would rise up if another extension was needed. It had to be sorted by today OR...? Whether one is a Remainer or a Brexiteer (because it is impossible at this point to... Continue Reading →
Reparent Your Soul 