People all around,But I don’t hear a sound,Movement frantic, a blur -All I see are flashes of colour.I feel – My feet on the floor.I hear -The beating of my cœur.As I drift -From hall to hall,Watching. Listening. Just being.It feels -As if I am invisible,Not absent -But a spectator,Of this very moment. Inspired byContinue reading “Spectator”
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Finding ‘Me’
“When you are curious, you learn. When you are desperate, you discover” – Mooji Author’s Note: Let’s try something new this time around. Here, I have uploaded the audio excerpts of me narrating my blogpost for each section. You may choose to read or listen to this entry. 🙂 Have fun! It’s been almost twoContinue reading “Finding ‘Me’”