It’s been 6 years since I embarked on my journey towards the unknown freedom that I so desperately needed. I rediscovered many long lost treasures, and uncovered many unexpected hurdles and blessings. If I was to imagine what my life would be like now, I don’t think I would have believed it. How I’ve grown as a person and how my life has been enriched by slowly abandoning the Continue reading
Alone in the woods, Red Riding Hood walks the path.
In the distance, two eyes gleam in the darkness, the wolf is near.
Be innocent.
It’s OK to travel here, all the while aware of the wolf, and all its tricks.
Be understanding.
Like a ghost or shadow, I know you are there, and I accept you for what you are.
Be wise.
Goodnight sweet Riding Hood, goodnight sweet wolf.
Image: Little Red Riding Hood by Cathy Delanssay.
A poem about addiction by me.
“Look, you relapsed again, you are so bad at this! You might as well just give up, you are worthless. You can never do anything right.”
It happens to all of us, if you are in the process of recovery, you will inevitably experience a relapse. It is actually more likely you will relapse again, and less likely you correct the addictive habits, if you are constantly berating yourself with shame. In Buddhist psychology the major cause of Continue reading
Building the New 