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Modern Therapy

I have a therapist. I see her once a week. I used to see her twice a week, but things got busy, and it got expensive, and I got broke. So now I see her every Tuesday for an hour. She gladly tells me the things I don’t want to hear, gleefully ignores my pleas for reassurance that I’m doing the right thing when in fact I clearly am not, and nudges me towards life’s great epiphanies in ways only a true professional can. She also encourages me to embark on paths to change, and to challenge myself to do better, because I know better, and I can be better. My therapist is unconventional. There’s no sugar-coating nor treading carefully. There are no white lies, and no elephants in the room. There is honesty and directness and unambiguity and it’s perfect. My therapy sessions are everything I know I need but haven’t had the vocabulary to seek out. However Charlie is not a therapist. Not by training nor by profession at least. She is in …

The Spirit of Aloha

Aloha from the Garden Island. I’m writing from my tiny studio looking at lush green fields, listening to beautiful birds singing all around and the sound of breaking waves in the ocean that’s 200m away from my door; all the while laughing at the royal-looking rooster that’s bullying every chicken that comes his way.


“Leap and the net will appear.” Sound advice. I read this in a fortune cookie in 2008 and I don’t think I am exaggerating when I say that it changed the course of my life. I think it is really great advice. So great that I find myself saying it to other people at times. That fortune was a real turning point for me.

Beware the Ides of March

It has been some time since I’ve embarked on a thirty day challenge. The most recent one, to give up my very favourite drug, sugar, in all its forms, saw a massive shift in mindset and in social behaviour, as well as my physical and mental health. A previous challenge saw me really pushing the boundaries of whatever comfort zone I had lulled myself into, where I embarked on a form of exercise every day for 30 days. The biggest change was the shift in the question I asked myself; no longer was it “should I work out today?” to which the answer was usually an easy peasy “nope”, but now “what should I do today for my workout?”