I don't want to accumulate things anymore.Clothes? My wardrobe is proof enough—full beyond reason.Shoes? Three pairs for running, three for casual days, two for formality.Bags? More than I need. Enough is enough.This year, I am shedding.A quiet moratorium on shopping feels right.It aligns with the word I’ve chosen to guide me: peace. I feel lighter … Continue reading Accumulation
Writing
Morning
Have you practiced self-care this week? Lately, I’ve been leaning into movement—working out to stay grounded and writing to untangle my thoughts. Mornings have become my sanctuary. I light the day with intention, hoping—quietly, deeply—that today will be the one. The one where things click into place, where I can finally exhale the breath I’ve … Continue reading Morning
Dear self,
You will breathe life into whatever you focus on Dear self, I know the mood’s been low— add the bad weather to the mix, the extreme heat, You keep counting bad apples,as if the rot outweighs the orchard.Lately, you forget the quiet good. You forget: your legs still carry you at dawn, running 45 minutes … Continue reading Dear self,
Revolt
Once, when I was a kid, I wondered what happened after we turned off the TV. Where did the small people go? What did they do until morning, when they had to perform again? I was a kid—I said it. But now, the question is different: What do we do when the performances never stop? … Continue reading Revolt
A monologue
(Lights up. A lone figure, mid-thirties maybe, sits at a table, phone in hand. She sighs, puts the phone down, and starts talking—not to anyone in particular. Maybe to herself. Maybe to us.) You know, today... I write just to stop myself from scrolling.Insta-land. Meta-land. Scroll-ville. Whatever we’re calling it now.I’m trying to escape it, … Continue reading A monologue
Honesty
How Honest Am I With Myself? Interesting question—my way of saying, I don’t really know how to answer this one. Okay… let’s start with an easy one. Was I honest with myself today? No. Not really. I wasn’t honest when I nodded along, pretending to agree while a colleague gossiped about others in the office. … Continue reading Honesty
Rebranding
Isn't it wonderful that we can think and create the world we want with our minds alone? I posted yesterday about how I want my April to be—I wrote some affirmations: My April is overflowing with miracles. I am happy. I am kind. I am wealthy. I turn dirt into gold. I liked that post … Continue reading Rebranding
Exhaustion
We never yell at each other, no matter how hard it gets. And tonight, we’re having a little celebration—not because things are easy, but because we’re still here. Still standing, still trying. The weight of our struggles sits between us like an unspoken guest at the table. "This being human is a guest house," Rumi … Continue reading Exhaustion
Trees
I watched a documentary about the Orang Rimba, a tribe in Indonesia whose very name, Rimba, means forest. True to their name, they live entirely within it, their lives woven inseparably with the trees. A newborn is given a guardian tree (Scyma sp.), while their placenta is buried beneath a Gonocaryum gracile tree—both of which … Continue reading Trees
The price
Lately, the news has been filled with stories that make it hard to believe in fairness. Corruption, greed, and injustice seem to dominate the headlines, and it’s frustrating to see those with more still wanting more, while others struggle with less. It's truly stunning how the super rich seem to care only about growing their … Continue reading The price
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