I sit at the window, watching nature as she mourns. The sky is overcast, yet it is not raining. It is as if the sky is sad beyond tears. Nature reflects my mood; heavy and depressed. Is there any ray of hope? Is there any place or time in the future where we can be…
Read moreMy Morning Pages
The beginning of the week, early in the morning, sitting with a chai and my Morning Pages notebook. My morning pages are really important to me. They anchor me. They calm me down and give clarity to my days. The days I skip writing, my days go for a toss. I am confused and bewildered…
Read moreFear & Ego
In my last blog post, I wrote about the gift I received from my friend Corinne : “The Way of the Fearless Writer” by Beth Kempton. Though I truly want to read the book and start working on the exercises within, for some reason I am scared to even open the book. Today, all I…
Read moreTilting at windmills
A few days ago, I read a post by Sunil Bhandari on Substack. It was titled “Why I won’t protest”. His post reached somewhere deep within me and dragged out old memories of who I once was. My mum used to teasingly call me “Don Quixote” and insisted that most of the time I was…
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