I, Stubborn Dreamer

There’s an anecdote of me as a child, that my mother used to tell me about over and over again. She said that when I was about 5 y.o., she and my father were watching me work on a coloring book. They were instructing me which colors to use (e.g. green for the leaves, blue […]

Transition Diaries Entry #1028: New Chapter

It is time to turn the page. Today, I started work with an organization helping children who have been neglected, abandoned, physically/sexually abused, living in the streets, or subjected to child labor, trafficking and other forms of exploitation. I am tasked to help manage the psychological care for these kids, who currently number to a […]

Dreams Revisited: Journal Entries from 15-year-old Me

Dear Journal (August 14, 2005) “Memories, for me, are precious. That’s why I have you, in the first place.”  …  … I started keeping a journal as I was just about to turn 15. Now, nine years later, I flip back to the pages written by that 15-year-old girl, and I am all at once […]

Recentering

These days I’ve been encountering more triggers for derailment than glowing road signs saying “Yes darling, you’re on the right path, and you’re getting free lemonade every 5 meters.” However, even from the very beginning, I had been well aware that this was going to be anything but the yellow brick road. I had prepared […]