Lessons I learnt about vulnerability from consciously choosing to be as vulnerable as I could for some time. With a little activity in the end if you feel like experimenting. Late 2015. I had spent a few months now speaking to people about love. The word "vulnerability", not surprisingly, had shown up often in my… Continue reading What I learnt about vulnerability experimenting with it: Part 2
Finding my feminine in my feminism.
This past year, I have been growing into my feminism, and being comfortable as it grows to become a much more prominent part of me. This past year, I am re-discovering what being feminine means to me. It isn't the yin to your yang, and it certainly isn't the dainty and delicate version of soft.… Continue reading Finding my feminine in my feminism.
How to have better (and meaningful) conversations.
One of the questions I get asked most commonly when I talk about my work is "how do you get people to tell you all these intimate stories of their lives?". Umm, I don't really know. I don't have a strategy. I just love talking to people and have been doing this for really long,… Continue reading How to have better (and meaningful) conversations.
I was craving kindness today.
I think there are themes to our lives. My mum told me that if you are in touch with your body well enough, your cravings tell you what you really need right now. Not the cravings for chocolate and maggi, she'd remind me, if you get your body used to the good healthy diet, it… Continue reading I was craving kindness today.
Our Feminism is better than Yours.
My friend arrived for dinner visibly agitated. In one of his leadership classes, one of his classmates had shared an example of sexism at work - as an intern in a fancy firm, she was apparently kept out of the conversation in her first week by all the men she was working for. "That's not… Continue reading Our Feminism is better than Yours.
I like big “ands”, and I cannot lie.
"You drive really well for a girl". Each time someone says that to me, which is unfortunately more often than I'd like, my brain responds with a massive ugh, which I have learnt to translate into a more "girl-like" mumble-sigh that could be taken for a thank-you on the outside. Because that, despite probably being intended… Continue reading I like big “ands”, and I cannot lie.
Finding my balance.
Growing up, has been about discovering the privilege of having legs that can make choices, and hands that can enable balance by seeking out answers. But learning to stand is barely the hard part. And balance is merely elusive. It's like a game of twister. On non-linear multiple continuums of belief. Circumstances are declared, and… Continue reading Finding my balance.