a mindful poetic expression of the untangling of our mental processes, and how questioning our expectations can lead to true happiness.
From an early age we are told that there are two types of people in this world. Those who see their glass as half full and those who see it as half empty. Many of us strive to be the person who sees their glass as half full. We want to be a positive person. … Continue reading See your glass.
Each and every act of kindness, is, to some degree, selfish. All acts from people across the world, come from a place of selfishness, but this isn't a bad thing. On a whole, the word selfish is used to insult others, to push them to question their actions or to simply dent their ego. We … Continue reading Don’t be so selfish…be selfish.
The forest is as invigorating as the mountains empowering. But to be with the ocean, is the greatest healer. To sit and watch the dance of the sea; deep, elemental and free. Is it the breathtaking openness? Or the awe of the boundless power. The yawn of the ocean as it opens its mouth to … Continue reading Laura Karimloo
Zoe illustrates the reality of every day life, whether it's your perception thats shadowing the true beauty of life, or simply a summer with little to no rain bathing in the droplets from balconies above, it's something for everyone to relate to. Zoe Doran https://www.instagram.com/zoedrawn/
All my life, I've never been invited. I've been tolerated. I've been allowed. I've been requested. Demands were made of me. But I've never been invited. I would ask to come in. I would invite them. I would offer them, me. Sometimes they'd say no, and I'd be relieved. Sometimes they'd say maybe. Sometimes they … Continue reading Invitations
A contrasting combination of spray paint and hand drawn illustration by Steven Kelly
I have been using plant medicines and other psychedelics for many years now. And for the last 3 years, they have been the main focus of many aspects of my life. I have been on a journey of learning and self-discovery because of my interest in them, and have been catapulted into an amazingly fascinating … Continue reading Healing Death Trauma with Psychedelics
Going back Is actually sometimes going forwards When you know the faces And the places The streets, the traffic The noise, the scents Which way the wind blows The time you have to Wrap your scarf once more The memories that jump in front of you Sensations which awakened And which not. This time. … Continue reading Back to known hoods
As a child, I ate all parts of the animal, nothing was wasted. Breast, legs and wings are usually what you'd find genetically frozen, artificially preserved in the meat section of REWE, but from where I grew up my father chops up the entire living animal, part by part; piece by piece, right in front … Continue reading The control group