Mahatma Gandhi’s legacy is one of peace and forgiveness, something that is massively lacking in the tumultuous world around us. A quick scroll through social media shows how massively broken this world is. So much hate, violence and greed. So many people are suffering, emotionally, mentally and physically on a daily basis and instead of healing, they are subjected to
I was following my normal humdrum “wake up” routine today and scrolled though my social media timelines when a video of our safe comfortable lives in the West was juxtaposed with the war and poverty in the East and across the African continent. This struck a cord with me, as my subconscious was already saturated with images of climate crisis,
Today feels like everything has labels attached. If you’ve got a couple quirks, you’re either ADHD, OCD, bi-polar or on the autism spectrum. As a kid, autism was something rare, and it was severe. Now, everyone is labelled as something. Why? What is this obsession with being named something? Is it a sense of belonging we seek so badly that
Every single day, without fail, two sides of me are at war. I’m programmed, be it by society or my own high standards, to want to build a successful business and that is supposed to make me happy. Just that singular thing. But there is a whole side of me that just wants to breathe and relax and enjoy life,
I spend my life in a state of not-satisfied, not because I’m not content, but because I am afraid of getting comfortable. I’m always working. Nothing is ever good enough. My best work is ahead of me still. There’s still more to be done. But I am very grateful. Always grateful. This blog post is to remind you, and myself,
There are three truths. Yours, the other persons, and the actual truth. Truth is a funny thing. It makes me laugh honestly (Is that a truth? It’s my truth, but is it yours?). But seriously, what is true? How can you tell if anything is true? Are your memories true, or are they your brain's warped version of the truth?
My fiancé posted a link on Facebook at 5am this morning about coming to terms with your own mortality. Naturally, I commented “why were you online at that time of the morning” but what I really wanted to ask him was why was he reading that at 5 in the morning. I clicked the link and read the post, and
This comes after a huge anti-pitbull campaign after an elderly woman is brutally killed by a purebred pit bull.I have heard one to many incidents of people being attacked by dangerous dogs. But that's only the surface of the issue. Let's take a deeper look. Why do the dogs attack? Look at this scenario: You're taken as a kid and