Daddy, I’m bleeding!
Short story by Al Kags The music was playing on the radio and Musevo was happy when the presenter wasn’t talking. These young fellows and their tiktok kid of language, “it’s just noise.” The reggae was smooth and the road was straight. He had just passed Mtito Andei and he was really feeling the power …
in Me, Mine, world view
No more COVID-19 news, please. I need to stay sane.
I am tired of hearing about COVID-19. The thing is, while I readily accept that this pandemic is here and that it is likely to be here for a while, I find that reading about it demobilises me to helpless paralysis. I find that after reading about that British GP’s experiences treating patients or the …
The lessons of the Sand Mandala: What can you do with a billion that you can’t do with a hundred million?
In my meditations this morning, I reflected on the Sand Mandala, an ancient sacred practice of sand painting done by Buddhists – Tibetan Buddists in particular. I learnt that the sand mandala is an intricate focus of meditation that monks train in, sometimes for as long as five years. The practice is meant to guide those who …
I am first an foremost a writer who cares deeply about the world. I enjoy stories - especially history for its rich tapestry of stories of people's lives interwoven intricately in failures and victories. I care so deeply about the world that I also spend much of my time and energy trying to make it better in some way.
