Origin: Time and time again, I come across moments in various conversations, or simply through noticing things around me, that make me realise how little we focus…. we talk about things, and then pursue them based on what we simply feel … without explanation, justification, or rationale.

And I wonder how much this limits our day to day experience…which, after all… is our human experience lived only once…

Writing’s Origin: Recently, while I was eating, I had this reflection on how we eat to nourish our bodies, and similarly…the people and connections in our lives are our soul food…they can either be nourishing or leave us feeling heavy…

Origin: This is my inner dialogue… a kind of self inquiry on the back of my reflection around my love for travelling, exploring places around the world from a very young age, and the impact it has had on me and continues to have… on who I am…and how I am…

Origin: As of late, I’ve had this reflection… both from observation and my own experience around how I connect with others. I’ve started to notice how my nervous system seems to play a significant role in the way I connect with others. Something I had never recognised before, but once I became aware of it… it brought me a lot of clarity…

Writing’s Origin: This piece emerged on a walk in my hometown, and it feels significant because I realised that no place, not even the one we were born in can give us a sense of home… only we can.

I’ve lived abroad, traveled the world, and spent years searching for “home”… but only once I started reconnecting with myself and trusting myself fully I realised how at home I already feel.

And so maybe there isn’t even a place to ever be called home unless we feel at home with ourselves…

Writing’s Origin: As I was going through my most recent photos, this intuitive piece came…and I felt a warmth in my heart, as though I had finally started to recognise the person I see in those pictures, rather than seeing pain I had seen for quite some time.

It is a short piece, but an incredibly important one…not only because I finally feel connected to the photos of me, but because they remind me that honouring your full self can truly be beautiful …

Writing’s Origin: This intuitive writing came about as a reflection on times from my burnout… some of the things that I realised led to it, and how the way of living from the mind played a role in it.

This isn’t about rejecting the mind. But about being aware. And growing that awareness around some of the conditioning, that may be dictating our day to day life… and their impact on our body…

Writing’s Origin: This is an introspection on a time when I used to be a massive believer in positive thinking, and on what I came to notice when somewhat it stopped working for me… when my body didn’t feel well… when I didn’t feel well… I started to notice that real change happens when there is a coherence between the body and the mind…

Origin: This piece is both a realisation and somewhat a grief from the ache of waiting… It comes from those times when things have been said, but never delivered. There is grief from trusting those words, and then seeing something else in reality. There is questioning...but it also goes into sense of worthiness…

Origin: This is a tender piece because it weaves together waves of different emotions… from the memory of moments that I felt challenged by life, unwell and in pain, and also somewhat lost…but it also reflects on a journey of healing, finding yourself, and expanding . And that comes with a lot of pride and awe for how our struggles can be catalysts for tremendous growth and change in one’s life… my life.

Origin: This is a reflection on something I have been questioning for as long as I can remember since moving abroad… the social script of ‘How are you? - I’m fine’…

And for as long as I have been on both sides of those interactions, I have kept asking myself what really goes into them…from why are we asking it and whether we hold space for all sorts of answers to come… to what are we really saying when we respond “I’m fine”…?

Origin: I remember this piece coming to me while I was walking in the park… reflecting on how I used to run extensively, work out six times a week, and even my ‘rest days’ involved long walks!

And while I genuinely enjoyed it all, looking back, I also recognise now that, I still didn’t feel that good in my body, as I was following a very restrictive diet out of fear of relapse.

And on this ordinary walk, I realised how much my health has changed since I started caring for my emotional and mental health, and how beautifully that has been impacting my physical health…

Writing’s Origin: This is a short piece on the back of my reflection... how simple ways of living and creating seemed to be at the core of human lives and their very day to day things… And now… they oftentimes seem like a distant history… forgotten in the midst of scrolling through feeds, reels and whatnot.

It is a mix of nostalgia, but also a call for change that is in our hands… and ironically, the very hands that seem to be constantly occupied…

Origin: This is my year end wrap on the 19 years and the many timelines I’ve lived through… moments I would never change, and many moments that certainly changed me…

This piece feels very poetic when I read it myself, yet each word carries my lived experience…. each one that I honour immensely and I always will, because each one has shaped the person I am today as I continue my journey through life…

Writing’s Origin: This piece came to me through reflection as Christmas was approaching… thinking about what lies at the heart of it versus what we often end up doing… the practices and traditions that, over time, feel as though they have become some sort of habit, or even part of a consumer culture…

I remember that Christmas was when I tried to step away and break free from those familiar patterns and see what it would feel like to experience it differently…

In this resource, I wanted to share my reflection on noticing how beautifully aligned we are with nature’s elements. More so, I feel that when we spend time in nature… we reconnect with ourselves - with our own nature, our rhythms, our life force, and our deeper sense of being…

Writing’s Origin: This piece is a reflection following my observation around the growing frustration with AI content, as well as my own underlying exploration on the writings and publications that I share…

It made me start to question what lies beneath that frustration….Is it the content itself, or is it something else…? And how are my own writings and publications affected by it…and whether they affected at all…?

Writing’s Origin: This piece is a reflection on my journey and the duality I discovered, or rather re-discovered within myself… Something that I feel is an integral part of each of us, but one that I was only able to get in touch with during a challenging period… Only then I felt the logical parts of me, which had been dominant for so long, were no longer enough to lean on…and I started to notice something else emerging…

So, this piece is, in a way, a summary of how my rational side meets my creative one…

Writing’s Origin: This piece is a reflection of my time in the corporate world… and the countless times I noticed, as well as felt…the separation between what is shown and what is beneath… on one hand the dress codes, the titles, the roles..and on the other….the day to day human experiences of ambition and sadness… promotions and losses….

Something… I couldn’t quite understand or reconcile throughout all my years spent working in professional services…

Origin: This piece came about during one of the record high heatwaves that hit London. The city felt like an oven. The parks were full… full of people seeking relief, but also full of trash left behind.

At the heart of it is something that continues to live within me every time I see how often and how badly we treat nature, our environment, our surroundings… And yet, when we really need refuge, we rush to nature for that very relief…

There is anger, frustration, sadness, and a cry for help every time I see these things - those emotions are reflected in this piece…