The Curious Arts of Animals

When things get confusing, when everything threatens to fall in on itself, I’ll find a place to sit and close my eyes. And, between a hundred in-breaths, twenty hundred out-breaths, I find myself again. It’s taken me almost a lifetime to learn to sit and be with myself, to be aware of my now and … Continue reading

Looking Death in the Face

It will be Singapore’s 46th National Day in two days. Forty six is a good ripe age. As Arundhati Roy says in her book The God of Small Things, a viable die-able age. It’s how I’ve been feeling late, die-able. Hence, this post. Are your worried about aging? Fearful of death? Have you come to … Continue reading