The wandering soul of the dragonfly monk

  Death: the silent and peaceful twin of life and love   Each time death visits me, it brings along a friend- grief . This pandemic has brought me closer to darkness- not in the traditional sense of how one would associate the ‘feelings, emotions and the actions’ connected with this word, but rather openly welcoming it into my life, acknowledging it and for the first time in years allowing it to stay and be at peace with it. Some of you may not be able to understand this or grasp how one can feel this- but maybe one day I truly hope you can feel what I feel and maybe when that happens, we can chat more about it. In the meantime, I will try and share how ‘grief’ and ‘death’ visited me. The past year and this year have dished out a number of deaths our way- way too many I tell you! but that is the cycle of life, of reincarnation and death. Last year, I lost a dear friend of mine, a dear soul that shared his magic with me, and I hope I shared some magic with him through...

This post is more of a reflection of my year 2015! I often try and steer clear from saying, "I am alive and for that i am grateful", mainly because being 'alive' does not equate to "life" for me.  For me, Life is more than just breathing in and out, working and making ends meet but its about living and loving MY life intentionally and with a purpose.  On a daily basis before i sleep- i often reflect on my day, on my actions and ask myself the following three things: 1. Did i do my best? 2. Was i being kind? 3. Did i love enough? These three things were my mantra and daily intentional reminders/questions especially during my separation and divorce few years ago. I didn't want a life spent on hating, regretting and taking out my anger, sadness and frustration on others let alone on myself.  For me to survive and truly be at peace and be in love (with the self first and others second), meant i had to intentionally do these th...

Two-faced By dusk,  everyday,  I remove my mask And each dawn I put it back on – again. Such has been my life and such has been my way of life for a while... I hide nothing that may cause death to one But I hide so much, so I do not cause death to my soul I am tired of being two-faced The weight I carry with me is getting heavier and I want to rest The burden is unbearable   I shed my tears in hope that it will water my heart for a new life As the dew settles on the green grass And as the first ray of sun, shines through the horizon I sigh and wake – still thankful that I can still breathe, I can still feel and I live… Being a prisoner of your own mind is a greater war- fought with every breath of life I know not- what free means anymore I fear that freedom comes in the form of laughter and a happy soul The mask I wear is of great strength, is of wisdom and is of peace- As darkness greets the sunset,  my fac...