To be free

Nothing else matters. Nothing else has ever mattered. Only the desire to be free. The desire to be she. She longs to abandon the mould that's encased her spirit from the moment she took her first breath. The flimsy, transparent mould that is curiously so stubborn.  Despite the cracks in its brittle shell, she is fully bound in …

Room with a view

The room was fun at night, but she had never liked it in the day light.  In the evening, under dimmed lights the amber reflections made it feel warm and inviting.  But, the brightness of the day light revealed bare walls and emptiness.  It was stark and stale.  She hated it, because much like herself, …

We are all one…

We are all one... I don't think I really understood the concept of 'oneness' until I went to India to study yoga and I 'felt' it.  It's ironic that I felt it there.  Firstly, because I was terrified of going.  I thought I was going to die. Secondly, because I felt no connection to India …