True Stories

Many people are still asking me: What exactly was your illness? Well, I will try to answer that question, as I want to leave it behind and move on.

I am walking down the lane from my house, enjoying the freedom of movement. This is particularly precious to me, as I have been ill for a while and not able to walk far. It is very cold and icy snow presses the heavily laden branches towards the ground. Snow […]

I am very young, maybe four or five. I am in bed asleep, safe and warm. Suddenly, in the depths of my unconsciousness, I hear a familiar humming sound, which wakes me and fills me with dread. There is no escaping, however, by pulling up the bedclothes and so I […]

I am in my bedroom as a child. It is my special, private place and although my parents don’t really respect my privacy, I still have my hidey places and secret caches. I love my bed; it is the one place in which I am not interrupted by humans. I […]

When traveling in India, I met up with two friends, John and Mel, and we traveled together awhile. We decided to visit an ancient temple town in the Rajesthani desert called Pushka. At its center is a sacred lake filled with huge fish, and is surrounded by temples. Hot and […]