Tag Archives: love

My book on love addiction is now out on Amazon!

It’s a truth universally acknowledged, that a writer in possession of a blog, must be in want of publishing a book 🙂 I went the self publishing route and did it. My mini guide to healing love addiction is now … Continue reading

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⭐️ The perfect portrait of Buddha – the art of the Ajanta caves ⭐️

I found this image ages ago in one of Nat Geo magazines, I think! It was with me and inspired my practice for years. The serene, soft gaze of Buddha guided me in my quest for inner peace, compassion and … Continue reading

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The allure of unrequited love, or why we fall for unavailable people #crush

To all love addicts out there…

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Life purpose – everything I’ve learned so far

Blogging is like gardening. You go back several years, 6 or 2, you read your old posts and you realise how far you have come. This morning I’ve had an urgent urge 🙂  to summarise everything I’ve learned about life … Continue reading

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Be Yourself by Eugene Lee Yang

Ok, the video is called I’m Gay and it’s a coming out video by an amazing 1/4 of the Try Guys, Eugene Lee Yang (Asians – represent!). But for me the message behind it is about being yourself. Unapologetically. Be … Continue reading

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Finally! Found that beautiful Sita Ram song!

In Netflix’s documentary on Ram Dass a young devotee is performing a Sita Ram song in Ram Dass’s house. The performance is so beautiful that I returned to it and replayed it many times after I watched the documentary. Now thanks … Continue reading

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Letters to myself. On emptiness.

When you feel the familiar chill of the void opening within you, the deafening vibration of the growing vacuum, the infinite sinkhole of the Big Empty, don’t do what you usually do – reach for the phone, like a Pavlovian … Continue reading

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