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The Story of the Cold, Dark Box

Mar 4th, 2016 Writings, Yoga 2 min read

It is cold and dark. There are four walls, a ceiling and a floor. No windows. It is a box of steel. Nothing comes in and nothing goes out. The frigid weather of beautiful falling snow set the temperatures within the box to way below the minuses. The cold has frozen the heart and the soul. The space, so tiny, a mouse wouldn’t survived in…

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How Do We Change The Patterns In Our Lives?

May 29th, 2015 Yoga 3 min read

Time after time again, I see myself falling into the same trap. The same ditch. The same dark hole that swallows my entire being. It’s almost life-threatening. The mind-body connection is such an interesting subject to study. Even though my head rationalises logical reasonings, the body is slow to catch-up. For one who seems to wallow in self-hatred, this slow catch-up game that the body…

Singapore Writer's Festival 2014

Because I Am A Girl

Dec 4th, 2014 Yoga 3 min read

A few months ago, I wrote a poem for the Body/Language workshop, one that “aims to engage participants in an effort to unpick these notions of gender and to uncover experiences and stories of their own bodies through poetry.” The following is a video of my reading at the Singapore Writer’s Festival this past November.       Because I Am A Girl That irritating…

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Striking a Balance Between Lightness and Darkness

Sep 7th, 2014 Yoga 5 min read

The memories came flooding back like tidal waves crashing into rocks. And they felt good. Letters from kindergarten, elementary, and high school friends; photographs of my younger days with family members; old school uniforms, baby clothes that mom lovingly kept, bears, beads, cross-stitched patterns, piano books from the time I started playing to now, and even melted candy were found in these treasure boxes. These…

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To Escape or Accept Our Dark Spaces

Aug 14th, 2014 Yoga 5 min read

It is dark with no speck of light available in sight. The space is small and cramped, with cold walls as the only source of comfort. The deafening silence is punctured with the sounds of rapid breathing. There is no one else around. I’m caged in. Sensations bubble up within the body. Pain sears right through the core, like a sword piercing into the skin,…

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Breaking Free From My Chains

Jul 3rd, 2014 Yoga 3 min read

It has not been an easy past two weeks, since my return back to Singapore. The desire to end this painful part of my life has struck me countless of times, which lured me into my old tendencies of wanting to runaway. During those times when desperation hit me right at the core, I experienced a complete shut down in my body. The pain soared…

Anger Management

Can I Stop Feeling Already? (Or Not)

Apr 11th, 2014 Yoga 5 min read

Eyes wide open. Cheeks flush. Heart palpitation accelerates at an alarming speed. Nostrils flare up. Breathing quickens. Body heats up. I am angry. I am frustrated. I am anxious. Growing up, I was constantly reminded of my anger management issues at school and home. There were countless days spent in detention because of my inability to conform to rules and regulations. I was labelled as…

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This Girl’s Ride – That Never Ends.

Mar 5th, 2014 Yoga 3 min read

Her shoulders caved in, Bearing the weight of self-judgement and self-hatred. Days flowed into nights without a notice, For she was caught up in a volcano of emotions. Sadness, anger, frustration, and anxiety swirled around in her, There was no outlet, no escape route, no where to hide. She wanted to disappear, Fast and now. With pigtails, swollen eyes and mucus filled nostrils, She fantasized…

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A Prayer To God: On Acceptance and Imperfections

Feb 21st, 2014 Yoga 2 min read

Dear God, It has been a tough week. My social networks have exploded with ongoing debates concerning homosexual relationships and families, and I’m struggling to hold the opinions of both sides in me. I struggle because these were the same debates that haunted me for many years. I struggle because I wish people could understand the struggles I went through to express my truth. Dear…

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Could You Donate A Toonie To Me, Please?

Nov 26th, 2013 Yoga 4 min read

A few weeks ago, a well-dressed gentleman approached me and asked for a toonie. Without question, word or thought, I reached into my purse and fumbled around for change. Because my earphones were plugged into my ears, I didn’t know why he needed a toonie but I handed it to him anyway. As I walked away, I started questioning myself: Why on Earth did I…

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I Fell In Love

Nov 6th, 2013 Yoga 2 min read

About a month ago, I fell in love. The love swept me off my feet, took me across many oceans and seas, and I landed in supportive and loving arms which were held wide open for me. I didn’t see this coming — not right now. The love was peeking from around the corners, and it seemed to be always there, but it took two…

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Circa 1999 — Affirmations

Oct 27th, 2013 Yoga 2 min read

I hear the truth in this song. It rings true to what I’ve gone through and studied in the past year. At the age of 13, I couldn’t comprehend what Savage Garden was trying to tell me. Today, as I listen to the lyrics, every single sentence strikes a chord in my mind, body and soul. Thank you, Savage Garden. Though my 13 year old…