Tuesday, 18 January 2011


You have a genuine gift to be immediate. You are a delight and has become a part of my journey in life. Keep developing your internal world. I think you'd be a fabulous therapist as you spend more time in therapy and supervision. Take advantage of seminars and trainings available. The healing profession requires a lot of emotional energy, so make sure you get plenty of support.
You are very precious to me and it touches me a great deal to know you're growing and healing. I see such amazing sensitivity and keeness that you are gifted with! Don't ever let anybody distort your sense of self by imposing their projections on to you.

-- Dr. Grace Wong's email correspondence with me- 2010

Monday, 10 January 2011

Mahmoud Mansi

This post is my friend's response to the post "An Empire Built by Fear is Bound to Collapse":-

Fear is something I personally loath so much, although it is there. But sometimes I find out that fear is an illusion. Sometimes it does not exist, and keeps us away from life it self ...

I do not know you maybe, but I feel that you are a person who needs adventure, safety is good, but it does not satisfy you.

Part of you is a gypsy woman who longs to dance on the shore and find her own treasure someday ,,

A writer from an island.

Remeberance is One Thing, an Experience is Another

Words, gaze, laugh, smile, whisper, touch, kiss, promise, broken... Moments in time, too soon forgotten, remembered only in passing.

I don't remember you; I don't remember moments of love, hatred, laughter or sadness...

All I remember is your body, your touch, and the way my body felt with every kiss.

An Empire Built by Fear is Bound to Collapse

I realized something today... I realized that most of my life has been built out of fear. Fear of disappointing loved ones, myself, and fear of the unknown. I can't explain the feeling of coming to this dreadful realization... it makes me want to walk away from everything I've created. It makes me want to wash my hands clean from everything and start all over again. However, even if I had the chance to do it all over again, I don't know if I would make different decisions, I don't know what it's like to live a life, or to make choices and decisions not based on fear. I want to learn and discover who I am away from familial and cultural expectations. I don't want to hurt anyone, but most importantly I don't want to regret... What does that word even mean? I want to be a free spirit but I am not. I locked myself in a cage, and I don't know how to get out. I want someone to process all this information with, I want someone to go over the odds with me, but even so I push everyone away for fear of not living up to their expectations.

I write to you, because you are a stranger... I don't know you and you don't know me and most likely our lives will never cross paths... But I write you because I feel the need to send this out... to someone who doesn't know me, who may provide me with some words that may ease the pain for a while longer.

Thank you,


Tuesday, 4 January 2011

Love me the Way I Want to be Loved

I am your moon and your moonlight too
I am your flower garden and your water too
I have come all this way, eager for you
Without shoes or shawl
I want you to laugh
To kill all your worries
To love you
To nourish you.

-- Rumi