Life
How cancer helped me to live
Cancer affects everyone I know to some degree, yet death is somehow still a taboo topic. The vague hope of something better after death collides with a prevalent material worldview which says our consciousness is biological and temporary. Here’s the story of how my own encounter with cancer and death helped me come to terms with life.
The army, anorexia, and me
It’s been nearly a year since I received a bombshell of a rejection letter that obliterated the future career I had taken for granted, and took with it, as collateral damage, something that had bound itself to my identity. It shook me to the core, and knocked me off my feet. Nothing has changed in my circumstances so how come I now feel more secure than I did before?
The secret to connecting with others
We all want to be seen, known and loved for who we are. One researcher thinks she's found the key to unlocking this feeling. But is her solution just another empty promise?
Why my father in law’s funeral was so happy
I lost someone recently and his funeral was both incredibly sad and amazingly joyful. What do I mean? How can I even say that? What will happen when it’s your time? Will you just be forgotten or is there something more?
Valentine’s Day: where love went to die
Let’s be honest be with ourselves. Valentines day sucks. But why does it continue to be so popular? Love is the essential human need. But it won’t be satisfied through a romantic relationship alone. You were made for more.
Your debt isn’t as hopeless as you think
Poor, overweight and downright resolution-weary, we’re approaching what’s been branded ‘the most depressing day of the year’ — Blue Monday. But for those of us who’ve struggled with real debt, it’s no joking matter. And here’s a message of hope.
Dementia in the Trans-Physical Age
Watching my dad fade away as the ravages of dementia take their toll has prompted the question: Where does the real you reside? As millions of us will suffer from dementia in the years to come, what does this mean in an age in which we preference the mind over the body?
2019: the year no-one is anticipating
2019: the Prince Charles-esque warm up act no-one has been waiting for. Not many people seem to think it will be a happy, new year. Wouldn't we be better off skipping to 2020?
Maybe it’s not society that’s sick after all
I'm sick of hearing about our screwed up world and the horrible things people do in it. But more than that, I'm sick of my inability to admit how much of the problem I am myself. We label society as 'sick', but what is society and its behaviour if not a collection of us individuals and the choices we make?