Last Wednesday, I left to Sidemen, where for a few days (and except for my cellphone), I disconnected from the … More
Category: Trauma
The Lightness of Being Alive
Early this morning, over the phone, with a less than optimal connection from overseas, I heard details (finally) of a … More
A Boy’s Touch
It could well happen, one fine day, while out walking on a quiet stretch of street in Ubud, that you … More
Loving Leonard
Dear Leonard, How will I ever stop looping this song, this ethereal-sounding hymn to healing… my deepest gratitude to you … More
Vigils
A few weeks ago, I began holding silent night vigils at bedtime. Imagining a flame deep inside of me – … More
Stairways to Heaven
Maybe it was bound to happen. Again. Flashbacks. Waking up in a sweat. Everything falling; poles, random items, people twirling … More
An Auspicious Anniversary
A couple of days ago, in the middle of a massage, memories of last year surged through my mind and … More
War or Peace
It took me nearly forty-five minutes to walk to Penestanan, up the stairs to the path leading to the yoga … More
(All) About Yves
Little did I know, when my sleuthing began, that all iron bridges and railway routes would lead to a Frenchman … More
Sisterhood of the Checkered Pants (& Tops)
Children who are admitted to Emergency are accompanied by a relative who remains on the ward until the child’s release … More
Healing Pilgrim 