"I am the love that I seek; the love that I seek is me."
This morning's guided meditation track broke me a little bit. The recent years have been disorienting. Often I catch myself reacting and ruminating. An unproductive struggle, laughs my higher consciousness. But such is to be human. And I'm still coming to terms with the most flawed parts of me, the parts that are yearning for a warm unending hug. The hug that I can now give them when they come knocking.
The recent spate of gym and yoga studio closures in Singapore and overseas has left many reeling. Well loved brands shuttered abruptly, leaving many freelance fitness instructors and yoga teachers unpaid and customers hung out to dry with unused packages. To a great extent, these closures shouldn't be
“One can be in pain, but not suffering. One can also be suffering, but not in pain.” The fog over my head lifted a few inches when I read what Elaine Yang of Reiki Glow Singapore wrote in response to a Q&A I had emailed her. That there
One morning, my four-year-old and I put together a small jigsaw puzzle. On completion, she looked pleased and proceeded to gleefully take the pieces apart. It wasn't an unfamiliar scene. I have seen all my children do the same, whether it is with a 200-piece
For quite a while now, I have been craving silence. Not merely the quiet of an empty apartment. Not an undisturbed walk in the park. But absolute environmental stillness, where everything and everyone in it are suspended in a sacred hush. Which was how I found myself in the adoration