THE WAIT

How about the wait ? How about that feeling of anxiety when I am in an empty room and have nothing to do ? It may remind me the time I was waiting for my dad to come home. It did feel empty, silent, and like I didn’t know what to do to wait. And also it feels...

WHERE DO PEOPLE GO WHEN THEIR BODY DIES

The first lines came to me as I was sitting in my bed at Byron Katie’s School for the Work, and I started writing in automatic writing style for a while, and here is the result. I see my father’s body in the coffin. I touch his face, I kiss him on the...

DEPRESSION – MY JOURNEY OUT OF HELL

I am in the plane from Sydney to Singapore, on my way home, a home where I suffered so much, a home where I felt desperate and hopeless, a home where I wished so many times that I would just die. As I write this I’ve got tears running down my cheeks, but they...