Some stories need to be told even if the only one listening is the writer. The job of the story teller is to tell stories nothing more but never less. It is up to the listener to decide if they want to be carried away in the ebbs and lows of the narrative, to hear the call of the birds, the chill of the dawn or the blistering heat of the dessert.
My entire life I tried to do things right, I spent two decades perfecting the art of everything to the point my world started looking sterile. Pristine white walls with that exquisite picture just so, ikebana that is so common it has its lost meaning. I can see the overflow of our quest for perfection,... Continue Reading →
The Internet is buzzing; two of my favorite motivational gurus are at loggerheads with each other. Mel and Tony ironically Robbins are in the newsfeeds. Tony is a no-nonsense coach who uses intimidation, force, NPL and energy to get his message across. Mel is a practical, intelligent motivator who recommends easy mental hacks to sabotage... Continue Reading →
In my journey of life, I have had the amazing opportunity to interact and even assimilate, albeit for a short while, with people and organizations that have been deviant in their line of thinking. From silk-clad gurus to jeans and T-shirt new age thinkers, I have hummed and chanted for world peace and enlightenment. I... Continue Reading →
Friday 9th March 2018 Yes, It’s been a while since I broke my ‘journal a day’ commandment. Life, I have found in my 41 years of life on Earth to be the most reckoning force. It can dissolve the intentions of the most resolute person and powder the ambitions of the strongest individual. Life gets... Continue Reading →
Tuesday, 20th February 2018 Time is an unstable commodity, elusive, distracting, and chimeric almost! Almost is more to its fantastical elusive attribute than its certainty. I know that many if not all of the extremely few who do read this will scratch their heads. I have been known; to the unfortunate few who regard me... Continue Reading →
I realized the greatest truth in the biggest lie touted in today’s world, Think different, be innovative. What they, the narrators of the world trends, are actually telling you is that we are bored of the same plot lines, impress us but don’t get too different lest we lose the tethers that still determine our identities. For what would society be if in a split second they could let go of all the walls that enclosed their lives and actually stepped out into the Free world of unregulated creativity?
Thanks, mum, today I realize how strong and noble you truly are. How, it takes a lot more than love to be a good mother, it takes courage to brave the anger of a rebellious teenager and still do what needs to be done. Thanks mum for being so strong, to quote my son's favorite song, 'superman's got nothing on you Ma!'
Maybe the purpose of life is to have no purpose, at least not the ones that society thrusts upon us but to discover new ones that are liberating and not restricting.
That was an awesome memory that we created reliving an old one and I couldn’t help but go to bed that night with a smile. It brought to mind that happiness is found not in lavish homes but warm hearts, not in exotic locations but in the company of loved ones and it's not bought with gifts but with the currency of time that we choose to spend with the ones we love.
But if you stay in the moment, take a deep breath, let the smells carry you, let the noises transport you, then in that moment you can either choose to be broken and lost or you could start to truly live. In that moment you are enlightened, as a human you are granted a glorious mind that can travel through space and time, coupled with a body that can make every imagination feel as real as can be. You uncover an unexplored realm of human consciousness, where you can choose your own existence, exploration or imagination. So I say, ‘Go forth and live, to infinity and beyond!’
Broken crayons still colour! There is a lot in this statement, the words broken and colour have nothing in common, but a crayon does. That summarises our lives, we can be broken and we can still excel, the two characteristics have nothing to do with each other unless we empower them to. We are authors... Continue Reading →
I was scanning some pics for my mum, she has written her autobiography and wants it in a pictorial format, showcasing her life with thoughts and images. As I was digitally documenting her life from the marriage of her parents to her youth, I couldn’t help noticing the gentle souls who had perfumed... Continue Reading →
I wake up every morning, wishing it wasn’t and as I mentally grumble about how tired I am of being tired, I have a little gratitude mantra that I do for 30 minutes that gets my grumbling to stop and my foot on the floor. I reach out for my mobile and go through my... Continue Reading →
I was watching a TED talk by Bryan Stevenson TED TALKS:bryan_stevenson :we need to talk about injustice His opening statements made me sit back and breathe deeply. Bryan Stevenson: It's interesting, this question of the death penalty. In many ways, we've been taught to think that the real question is, do people deserve to die... Continue Reading →