I feel confused at the state of the world and I make a wild guess that I am not the only one.

I am sitting in awe and wonder, as I am witnessing what is happening around me.

When I was 27 years old, I gave birth to my first child. It was also my first experience of truly understanding what it means to stand in for myself, claiming and holding sovereignty over my body.

With their bare feet on the earthy ground, they chatted and laughed as they were swinging their toddler back and forth between them.

When my first baby was born, I decided to keep her Placenta. The placenta is the organ, which connects the foetus with the Mother.

Transitions are really turning points in our life. They are thresholds and how we cross them defines how competent we behave in the next chapter which lies before us.

What comes to mind when you hear this word? Borneo. Maybe you feel all warm and fuzzy like me?

There is a saying that goes, with 20 you have the face that God gave you, with 40 you have the face you gave yourself.

It is healing for me to do my prayers. But it was only after a long process of self inquiry that I found out what praying actually means for me. And, not only that.