The Perspective of an Immigrant
How a venture to a vulva-shaped cave created a quest into self, identity, the feminine, nationality and culture. How a venture to a vulva-shaped cave confronted me with a great…
How a venture to a vulva-shaped cave created a quest into self, identity, the feminine, nationality and culture. How a venture to a vulva-shaped cave confronted me with a great…
Markus sighed, and that very action was enough to release the simple thoughts of happiness into the air, where they, without a home, unfolded and evaporated. Therefore, annihilating the rest of his day.
Despite the explosion, our teenage years are filled with emotions that guide us later in life too. Yes, I would never return to this period and yes, I would do anything to cut school out of my memory. But this is also the time of belly laughs and friendship and power. Especially female power.
My sister told me, quoting psychology, ‘our teenage years are our volcanic ones’. ‘We cannot always be held accountable for what we do or hold others accountable for what they do to us.’ The sentiment rang true. To an extent.
We were children of nature growing up in Ireland in the 1980s and 1990s. While that meant some restrictions and limitations, it also meant absolute freedom, wonderful independence, resilience, and self-reliance.
It is not some great revelation to me that there are monsters in the world, of course monsters are everywhere; we all know this – how could we not.
Today I would love to tak about everything and anything yoga, from the philosophies, to the benefits and especially how yoga moved me away from depression and anxiety and into…
Hi Everyone! In today's drink o'clock I want to talk to you about two very important issues! And key parts of our daily living. One of them is Chocolate and…
Come with me as I talk about a move from meat eater to Vegetarian and finally to Vegan. Come with me as I talk about a move from meat eater…