Have you ever felt like a stranger in your own life? Watching other people like you were separated by some invisible wall?
Most of us understand all too well how detrimental loneliness can be if it doesn’t go away. In fact, research has shown that loneliness is worse than smoking or obesity to a person’s health.
Yet we live in a world that is more connected than it has ever been. How is it that so many of us feel lonely?
I’ve recently discovered the work of Gabor Maté, whose teachings on addiction and connection has inspired me deeply. He…
I never considered myself as a trauma survivor.
I didn’t believe I had something as severe as Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD).
A diagnosis of that calibre was only reserved for those who survived war or severe childhood abuse.
It felt dramatic and attention-seeking to label myself as a “trauma survivor.”
I suppose the confusion comes because I didn’t fully understand what trauma actually was. The term tends to be loosely thrown around, and the diagnosis of PTSD was always fused with people who survived war.
But now I’ve come to realise that trauma is more widespread than I once…
Note: Some identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of individuals and places.
“As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.” ―Carl Jung
On the night before my internship, my fiancé and I sat down for dinner. I pulled out my phone and checked my bus route to the hospital for the tenth time, making extra sure I got it right.
My fiancé glanced down at my phone and then looked out the window, “wait a minute, I think that building over there…
Don’t get me wrong, Jim is great character and I was lucky to get the part. But don’t think of that as me anymore.”
– Jim Carrey
Jim Carrey was born on January 17th, 1962 in a small town in Ontario, Canada. As a child, he spent a lot of his time alone in his room acting in front of the mirror and sketching in his art book. Carrey’s father, Percy, was a talented musician and comedian. Despite his love for music and comedy, his father was a conservative man and took a financially secure and reliable job as an…
I’m obsessed with podcasts.
It’s like reading, but having the information delivered through your ears. It allows for so many more opportunities to consume information without having to hold a book in front of your face. Or, depending on the podcast, it feels like eavesdropping on some crazy interesting conversation.
My favorite thing is walking, cooking or painting whilst listening to a podcast. I will go out of my way to prolong the walk, or finely chop onions into the tiniest pieces just to listen more.
If you are also podcast-obsessed, then you may find this list valuable. As you’ll…
Music plays softly in the background as our conversation touches on many different topics. She begins to tell me about a difficult situation she recently faced and how her sister supported her through it. I listen intently while she gushes about how lucky she is. “Life just wouldn’t be the same if I didn’t have her,” she looks at me and smiles. I take a sip of my red wine, her words piercing my heart. There’s a silence and I wonder if now would be a good time to tell her that I too have a sister. …
This piece of writing came out after reading A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle and my mind was blown in the most spectacular way.
I feel like my ego reared its head at a younger age than most people.
I can very distinctly remember a feeling of separateness that started when I was around 4 years old. At the time we were living in Egypt in a beautiful old colonial apartment with high ceilings and white Doric columns in our living room. Outside our home felt like an entirely different world. There were little kids who were the same age…
Do you ever fall into those hypnotic spells of routine and before you know it, a few months have passed?
It terrifies me how easily life can slip by if we don’t pay enough attention to it. It’s such an adult thing to experience this feeling. Kids never say, “wow, I can’t believe it’s already halfway through June! Where has the time gone?!” They’re too busy being engulfed by every single moment of their life. It’s like the older we get the more we have to check to see if a part of our brain has switched off to autopilot.
A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.”
I was a late bloomer with reading.
There were far too many other interesting things to do than sit quietly with a book. It also felt impossible to try and get words to fit inside my head. I’d have to read it over and over again in order for it to sink in. Sometimes I still do. But back then, I was not patient enough for it.
The thing is though, I always wanted to like reading. As a young girl, I looked up to people who read…
I need a break between meetings and the endless list of things to do.
My dad has sent a message to our family group chat. I open it and see a picture of Elizabeth’s gravestone in North Vancouver. Tears fill up in my eyes. This what visiting my sister is now. This how my father, who goes to Vancouver to visit the rest of his family, can also see his daughter. That’s all he has now.
If she were here, I don’t know where we’d be or what we’d be doing. Maybe nothing at all. Maybe I’d still be in…