Intellect, even by its own definition, is limited. It is not, despite what we have been told, the only way of knowing, or even knowing about knowledge itself. This something I have only come to understand quite recently, understanding not with the faculties of the mind but through something more primitive. I think I have Continue reading

⁣As a child I was taught to worship, to say my prayers at the appointed times, to honour my parents, to give charity; all the usual commands of religion. I was also taught that worship was for our own good, God you see, does not need our prayers. So I obeyed, or atleast I tried. Continue reading

It is said that our earliest relationship with authority, our parents, become a proxy for how we come to see God. For me there was a shocking contradiction, a dual nature, I struggled to understand, to be terrified, yet cared for, to hide yet yearn for connection. Intimate but unknowable. Pushing and pulling. And so Continue reading

My sadness, my regrets are for the life I have not lived. In true neurotic fashion I hid for many years from life, wandering blindly in an endless or grey or busying myself with everything but my souls, calling my one true responsibility. I have been the noble martyr saving others from their problems, soothing Continue reading

⁣Many women are in contradiction with their good girl programming. Good girl programming has very little to do with genuine goodness or morality. It is really about a strict adherence to a set of rules. It tells us that if we do as it says we will be rewarded and avoid pain, and even moreso Continue reading

In her novel Beloved, Toni Morisson, introduces us to the concept “rememory”, a term of her own creation. Rememory is not recalling a specific set of facts and images but to live a memory again, in mind and body. Rememory is personal and political, individual and ancestral.  The characters in Beloved are haunted by the Continue reading

Civility, politeness, order are weapons in the hands of those who wish you silenced. They prioritize the appearance of a thing while ignoring its reality. Children find this confusing, their natural instincts tell them so. In the face of some injustice, the child is upset, crying, yelling. Parents correct this behavior, they try to calm Continue reading

The world is burning. It is always burning for some people somewhere, some place but it feels like collectively we are witnessing multiple endings and beginnings unfolding. I feel silly writing this, my problems are small but it’s precisely because the world is burning that I write this. I hate my job, for many reasons. Continue reading

The great tragedy of our world, the wickedest curse of all, is the absence of love. It seems that people can endure all matter of cruelty and loss but who can live without love? This, I am sure, must be the source from which all evils are born. There are many definitions of love, and Continue reading

There is much suffering in the world, around us and in our lives, helplessness is paralyzing, yes but turning away is monstrous, not because you are not helping, we often cannot help, but in acting like it doesn’t exist or doesn’t matter you diminish your own humanity. And when the inevitable moment comes where you Continue reading