The Archives of Self

There was a time, during consecutive seasons of my life, when I used to cry on a routine basis. I cried when I couldn’t pay the light bill and the power got shut off. I cried when the car wouldn’t start on a morning when I was already late for work. I cried if the…

A Belief That Sustained Me

There is this place from which we have all, each of us journeyed, a place we belong to, a place called Love. As we go about the daily activities of our lives, with all the busyness, all the noise and all the distractions, most of us dwell in this place for mere moments at a…

Exploring A Deeper Love

When I was almost six, a well-meaning, white female teacher, while attempting to engage me beyond the shell of extreme shyness, managed only to mortify us both. I had been mere months in this country from my original island home and it was only my second or third day in an American classroom. My startled…