Identify yourself

‘I'm losing myself,’ I said to the tiny microphone. ‘If there’s no-one around to acknowledge me, does it even matter who I am anymore? Who would even care?’  It was my fourth day without direct human interaction. Four days and I was already off my knuckles. Wondering if I even existed if no-one told me… Continue reading Identify yourself

My prison break

‘Everything around me solidified,’ I recited my last night’s meditation experience to my mentor. ’It was as if in the entire creation held only me and my bedroom. Nothing else had form, nothing else seemed to exist anywhere.’ She’s a small woman, my spiritual mentor. Very humble, very human and has her own quirks, but… Continue reading My prison break