The words we speak do not always convey our deepest thoughts or emotions; they may be filtered, uttered spontaneously and … More
Category: healing
The Sad Boob Story
In the beginning there was an acronym: LCIS, lobular carcinoma in situ. That would have been enough. Then a more … More
A PAINting Experience
I spent all of last weekend surrounded by and immersed in a world of paint. Standing in front of blank … More
Split Tracks
Under overcast skies, I returned to the mountain earlier this evening. I set off on the path leading up to … More
My Own (Private) Pilgrimage
Another pilgrimage to the mountain early this morning. Quieter than it had been last week, except for the diehards. As … More
My Hammock in the Sky
Last night I had the strangest dream. More precisely, it was the last dream of my sleep, because my alarm … More
Thailand in Tatters
It’s heartbreaking to read about the deteriorating political situation in Bangkok. It almost brings me to tears, seeing the photos, … More
Back to the (Wolf) Pack
Last year, with crutches under my arms, I bumped into Wolf and, after telling him my tale, he wished me … More
The Week that Was (not so great)
This was not a banner week. To begin with, I missed my yoga class on Monday for reasons that I … More
Zona (No-)Metallica
Yesterday, I was back at Doreen’s for more intensive physiotherapy. Ahhhh yes: My sacrum, my leg, my foot – essentially, … More