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...
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...
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...