What I learnt in 2016
As the year is approaching an end I, like so many others, feel a need to reflect. Let’s see if I remember how to… This time last year, I still kept this blog… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Reflection
6 Comments
The journey, home, into my heart.
We closed down the café under a pink September sky, and walked slowly along the river bank. As we came to the point where our paths parted, she gave me one of her big… Continue reading
A new perspective and aligned purpose
Way up here, with Bali beneath and India before me, my mind becomes the clear sky. And every event and encounter since I started this journey, white, puffy clouds. From this perspective, I… Continue reading
Mind Conditions
I’m staring at a blank page but my mind is buzzing. Thoughts and feelings, insights and confusion, pleasure and pain, all seem to battle for my attention. I’m left without words to pin-point… Continue reading
It’s a wild one
Inspired by the rain that is pouring down, I too sit down to pour my soul. No one here to catch me but myself. I try to capture the essence of what is… Continue reading
First, exhale.
Exhale. Every unmet expectation, every unforgiven goodbye. Every effort, every aim, every target, every claim. Everything you cling to, every name, Everything you ever called your own. Exhale. Every idea of right… Continue reading
What my heart knows
Late night reflections, like so many times before. I have an 8 year long archive to prove it, and sometimes I amuse myself with looking at where I was this exact day a… Continue reading
An invitation
There was no knocking on heaven’s door It was wide open And there was no need for introduction We had known each other From before We shared our gifts, and there was food… Continue reading
The Ubud effect
The Ubud effect started already on the flight from Colombo. I ended up next to a Sri Lankan-Australian woman who was on her way to Bali for the first time. She had no… Continue reading
Let it happen
The sky has been crying for days. Sometimes a light weeping, misty drizzle, a sad but solaced surrender. Sometimes a ripped up, heavy-hearted, downpour. There have been moments when the clouds have cleared… Continue reading