Nearly a year ago, shortly after leaving hospital, I started to hear about distant relatives, friends and their relatives who…
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…
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…
Forgiving The Physicians
Earlier today, I picked up my journal and leafed through to read some of what I’d written shortly after being…
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…
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…
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…
Little Light
Today and tomorrow and for the days after tomorrow, through the snow outside, into the chilled heavens, I send all…
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…
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,…
Healing Pilgrim 