I Confess
I confess, I am not always patient.
I may look calm and patient. And most of the time I am calm and patient.
Until I’m not. … More I Confess
I confess, I am not always patient.
I may look calm and patient. And most of the time I am calm and patient.
Until I’m not. … More I Confess
Around 4pm on Monday, I realized that I haven’t written the Fiction Monday response for last week. Nor was I ready with this week’s prompt post to publish. Usually I would’ve already written, or even published, the response post by Monday morning and start working on the prompt post by afternoon. … More Being Gentler With Myself
My days begin with journaling and preparing tea, followed by watering the plants. A steady day would also include yoga and a few minutes of strength training. … More A Day That Feels Like Mine
Journaling is my companion whenever I feel uncertain about anything. Sometimes, I hesitate to fully open up and write about what has been bothering me. … More The Way Back to Myself
Sometimes, when I stumble over answering a simple question, I know it is time to pause and reflect. This was one such question. … More The Steadiness of Returning
Sometimes,
I feel
we are not loving life
as it deserves
to be loved. … More When Life Happens
“Where do you see yourself in five years?”
Isn’t that an insane question to ask anyone?
Who are we to know?
How can anyone predict what’s coming next? … More The Unpredictable Path
Sometimes I just don’t see it—
how close to the edge I stand.
Sometimes I feel, though,
the despair,
the desperation
of being at the brink. … More At The Brink
What are dreams made of
Fluffy pieces of cloud
refusing to drift away,
making me feel light,
sometimes they are
what my dreams are made of. … More In Fragments and Meaning
“The secret of your future is hidden in your daily routine.” – Mike Murdock
I don’t know exactly what awaits me in the future. I have made many plans, yet I often find them difficult to execute in the present. … More Of Unfinished Dreams and Daily Routines