Walking My Way Back in Colour
Even the simplest act, putting one foot in front of the other, felt heavy, resisted, almost unnatural. And that
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A Reflection on Stillness
There was a day in 2020 or 2021, during the COVID-19 pandemic, when I drove myself to Karura Forest and walked 5km on my own.…
I had to Eulogise my mum
I had to write my mum’s eulogy
I was told it’s because I was the oldest
The oldest CHILD.
I had to step up.
I wanna share a piece of it with you.
Healing in Colour
Healing doesn’t follow a straight path, and it isn’t supposed to. Some people heal quietly, learning to breathe again without needing to explain. Others heal…
Through this Mirror of Mine
To love the self is a radical act. That we can take but a moment to acknowledge our presence and being amidst the stream of…
The City Called Love
Come join me on this journey,
To a city called LOVE
Where many have tried to take me
One promised me heaven
And couldn’t even deliver earth
Freedom
The Dictionary defines freedom as the quality or state of being exempt or released usually from something onerous. Most of the times, we think of…
When I Finally Chose Me
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You can’t bring in the new without processing the old
I have always known that I have a natural tendency to cry especially when I’m sad, andI never try to suppress it because I don’t…
How to Hold Social Media Loosely (and Still Be Online)
By Alstair Wamaitha- Therapist, human, recovering scroller, lover of slow mornings Lately, I’ve found myself craving a slower, simpler way of being. I picture myself…
My Abled Differently Journey
When I sit down and reminisce over my disability or abled differently journey, my early childhood has been so far the most interesting but challenging…