Nearly a year ago, shortly after leaving hospital, I started to hear about distant relatives, friends and their relatives who … More
Author: healingpilgrim
A landmine victim’s legacy
Last night, I had the strangest dream. It wasn’t so much a figment of my nocturnal imagination as it was … More
Year of the Tiger
While people all over the northern hemisphere were watching the Olympics and preparing to celebrate Valentine’s Day tomorrow, Asians all … More
Forgiving The Physicians
Earlier today, I picked up my journal and leafed through to read some of what I’d written shortly after being … More
What remains unsaid
This morning, I had a conversation with a government clerk (i.e. Agent 2) with whom I’ve spoken at length over … More
Flashbacks: Do they ever die?
Last night, on my way back from the pool, I was gripped by an uncontrollable fear. Approaching a bridge still … More
Epic Snow
There’s something oddly ironic (perhaps flat-out hilarious) about finding myself here, in an uber-winter wonderland, in the very place where … More
Little Light
Today and tomorrow and for the days after tomorrow, through the snow outside, into the chilled heavens, I send all … More
Getting to Recovery
People often ask me if I have recovered from my injuries. I’m often stumped. I’m not quite sure what to … More
A memory of snow
Yesterday, snowflakes tumbled from the sky, like endless puffs of powdered sugar floating out of a silo-sized sifter. And then, … More