To conform or not to conform? That is not the question, it is who am I?

In this brief summary, he has captured the conundrum that faces humanity. ‘Cogito ergo sum’ –translation, I think therefore I am, but whose thoughts are you thinking? Are you a sum total of your culture, family beliefs, society’s protocols, and a need for alignment with your peers or the leaders of your world?

For the love of writing

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.

Lost for words

In my journey of life, I have had the amazing opportunity to interact and even assimilate, albeit for a short…

One day, but not today.

Friday 9th March 2018 Yes, It’s been a while since I broke my ‘journal a day’ commandment. Life, I have…

It is time

Tuesday, 20th February 2018 Time is an unstable commodity, elusive, distracting, and chimeric almost! Almost is more to its fantastical…

The greatest truth in the biggest lie

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?

Superman’s got nothing on you Ma!

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!’

I, Me and Myself.

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.

The miracle of life is every second, starting now.

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.

Notes to self, how to live beyond a tragedy?

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!’

Language of Love

     I was scanning some pics for my mum, she has written her autobiography and wants it in a…