Yesterday afternoon, while the pain was sharp and the room felt small, Lucy — the little black‑and‑white cat who doesn’t belong to me but somehow feels like she does — climbed onto my bed and settled herself beside me. She watched me with those steady, knowing eyes animals have when they sense something is wrong….
Category: Personal Reflections
A calm space for my thoughts, observations, and the little moments that make me pause. These posts explore how I make sense of my days, my emotions, and the changes in my life. Gentle, honest, and grounded, this category is where I slow down and reflect on what matters to me.
Dreams, Fear, and the Shape of Memory
I’ve been thinking about dreams lately — not the soft, drifting kind, but the ones that feel like they come from somewhere deeper. As a child I had night terrors and hypnagogic hallucinations, the kind that blur the line between waking and sleeping. Fear was a familiar visitor back then, and it often followed me…
Becoming a Vegetarian
Becoming a vegetarian wasn’t easy — honestly, it felt like trying to climb a mountain made entirely out of broccoli. But here I am, proudly on the veggie side of life. It all started years ago when I was at Rutherford College doing my Diploma in Visual Arts. One of my classmates was a Harikrishna…
The Thread That Runs Through Us
I’ve been thinking a lot about the patterns we inherit — the ones we don’t choose, the ones we don’t even see until years later. Writing my autobiography has made these threads more visible. Some are soft and comforting; others are sharp, pulling at old wounds. For a long time, I believed my struggles existed…
You’re doing incredibly well
This is what Edge AI stated to me today. I’m getting into writing my autobiography and poetry. To bring you up to date: I fell over twice last night, I wasn’t drunk, it was early in the morning and I think it was hypotension. Stress, this supported living situation isn’t working out well. My brother…