changing seasons When the season of bloom sets in, we embark on journeys that take us places. Navigating the oceans of fright, acquainting ourselves with rising and falling waves of persistence, we keep on the journey until we catch our drift. What once looked distant and far-fetched is in front of us now. A glimpse into the horizon where the hopeful sun rises from the ocean of courage, gently kissing the raging waters of trepidation, we finally feel arrived at our resting pl

truths As a child, the mirror was not my friend. But a reflection of warnings - Girls who linger too long here are empty vessels, they said. Girls who paint their faces, paint over their minds, they said. I learned to turn away. The mirror gathered dust, I wore my bare face like a badge of honour. An armour against a world that measured me, by what it saw.   As a child, the mirror was her shrine. A canvas for the salvation she was promised. Dab the powder, hide your flaws the

Six degrees. Six degrees is the distance between life’s accidents and its intentions. Six degrees of separation, yet, somehow, the same sky holds us all, the same sun warms our faces. Life, it seems, is built on beginnings. The first glance, the first touch, the first time we realize the world is bigger than the plans we made for it. Six degrees of separation, yet, somehow, the distance collapses. We find each other in the spaces in between - through laughter and loss, throug

Somewhere right now, a girl sits in a corner of her parents’ home, her thoughts tangled with hope and heartbreak, wondering if the leap she’s taken is worth it. At the same moment, high on a snow-clad mountain, a man who’s spent his life chasing summit after summit sits still for the first time in years, staring at the stars and asking himself if the climb was ever worth it. In a sun-kissed coastal village, a child splashes in the waves, learning to swim for the first time. H

She flutters as we’re swept away by a crimson sunset. She leaps out in joy as we touch the finish line. One moment she sits on our sleeve...

Mature now from the last word, the need to always be right. Soften your temple, unclench your fist There is joy in flying Light. Let yourself off the hook from the ceaseless blame and duress. Release yourself from the foregone and bygones, There is relief in Forgiveness. Big Dreams - allow them to gape at you, filling your eyes with a child like wonder. Drop your shoulders, reclaim your mind Remember, there is infinity in Surrender. So then, Loosen the grip, set sail. All tha