Category Archives: non-fiction

Life Snuck Up When I Least Expected Her

I wasn’t paying attention. No, not really. Just taking one day at a time, alternatively planning and worrying about the next step. Then giving up and just living. Just doing it. And then She snuck up on me. Unbidden. Unhidden. … Continue reading

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My Inappropriate PTSD

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry,” she said between convulsions of laughter, trying to hold retain professional pose. I kept assuring her it was okay and the laughter grabbed her again and she rocked and chortled and apologised between gasps and … Continue reading

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The Meaning Is Not 42. It’s … 0

The question was, “What is the meaning of life?” The answer to the question is not 42. The answer is 0. The answer is zero. Nada. Zilch. Not anything. Nothing. Life has no meaning, no reason whatsoever. Life is an … Continue reading

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Yoga, Tea and Conversations with All

“It’s like a conversation with bodies,” Mabel explained when I asked her how she planned and remembered the full sequence of a yoga session. “I have practised it, over and over, and know how it feels for me. Then I … Continue reading

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The Guilty Rest

“You need to move out of your comfort zone,” he said and I wondered why. “Because you can’t just stay where you are.” I wondered again. “Well, what’s the purpose if we’re not here to evolve?” “So, the label on … Continue reading

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Through The Hoop Of Pain

“If I ever wake up without pain, I know I’m dead,” he said, laughing at his joke. We all smiled and chuckled along but Mark, a fit sixty-year-old, hit a nerve for we either looked at each other and nodded … Continue reading

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Slap the water, skin the snake!

“At this point you may feel a need to move,” she said as we ‘stood’ in shoulder stand, back of heads and shoulders on the yoga mat, body and feet reaching for the sky. At this point was five minutes … Continue reading

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