Like the flowers,
Peaking through the cracks of the sidewalk
I too
Hope I can learn to make space for myself
Read MoreLike the flowers,
Peaking through the cracks of the sidewalk
I too
Hope I can learn to make space for myself
Read MoreIt’s harder than I thought it would be
To look death in the eyes
To see her coming, and yet
To step forward still
Read MoreYou’ve peeled back my layers
I am all but
Raw and tender fear
Exposed
And stinging in the sunlight
Read MoreI was laying on my back,
Watching the ceiling.
The tune through the headphones,
The speckle of ceiling tiles shaped
In just the right way.
I couldn’t tell you how it started.
Read MoreIt’s always cool in the mornings
Old, thin walls and tatami mats
Only small heaters
For the bedroom
Read MoreIn preparation for a trip to Japan, I’ve been reading Canadian writer, Will Ferguson’s novel: “Hitching Rides with Buddha”. It’s been a light and wonderful story of his adventure hitchhiking the entire length of Japan. It was chapter 6, however, that provoked me.
Read MoreI awoke to blinding lights beaming through my window. The whole floor shook, something like an earthquake. When the train passed through, there was no ignoring it. The howling of the rails and the chatter of voices filled the night. I looked at my watch: 3 am.
Read MoreVolunteering or finding a work trade, is one of my favourite ways to see the world. It’s the chance to live with local people, diving into local projects and local businesses. It’s an experience of what it means to live somewhere and the people you meet make it even more worth it. Through this exchange, we reinvent the cost of travel, harnessing the currency of skills and labour.
Read MoreThere’s no culture in the small towns.
None in the big cities either.
Not for the girl with light skin and light eyes.
Read MoreIt’s a dying wisdom, how to care for the womb. I hear women talk about their crippling cramps, about missed periods, about taking pain killers so they can still work out. Periods are not taught to us properly. There’s so much we don’t know.
Read MoreIt’s the small talk at the dentist’s office or perhaps the hair dressers, “Are you a student? Are you visiting? Where do you normally live?” Our lives don’t fit these questions. Our lives are not of the conventional type. There’s no 9-5 job. There are no car payments. There are no student loans later followed by student debt. We don’t ‘live’ anywhere.
Read MoreOften times, the more environmentally friendly choices take more effort. But taking the more convenient options in life because it’s easier than doing the right thing, is what perpetuates the world of waste we’re currently living in.
Read MoreMy teacher Homprang takes us around her garden. Excited students follow her, smelling each flower, tasting the leaves. The herbs spread out across the property, are used for healing different illnesses. Turmeric grows beside the classroom, and tamarind trees by the road.
Read MoreHumility, not righteousness.
A small wave will create a rippling, but too large a wave, is simply destructive.
And so, it is better to create small change. For these small changes can continue on their own momentum.
Read MoreDeep burgundy reds
On sunny yellows,
Turquoise
And every shade of blue.
And orange, there is always orange.