I was young; I was anxious; I was bound to an archaic concept of me.
She smoothed my mind and body with her sunny day thoughts and yoga softened...
I was young; I was anxious; I was bound to an archaic concept of me.
She smoothed my mind and body with her sunny day thoughts and yoga softened...
I was young; I was anxious; I was bound to an archaic concept of me.
She smoothed my mind and body with her sunny day thoughts and yoga softened hands.
I agreed to her assumptions...
I did not bother sending a copy to my uncle, but was not surprised when less than an hour later my uncle’s secretary left me a curt message on my office phone, “Mr Harris wishes to buy you dinner...
As the late night revellers milled around me, my familiar sense of deep loneliness returned. I looked at the young women, some walking with their man, and some...
I felt safe in my rented room, even though life was passing me by. But always some inner imperative insisted I move out into the world. There were people out there, and in my locked...
On the third evening of Mindfulness I summonsed up the courage to suggest we see a movie together. I had researched, and found...
We never really perfected the 15 minute thing. And I began to feel that Aleena sometimes just mouthed some of her affirmative proclamations for effect. But her...
The mutual proposal:
We walked along the wharf hand in hand. On Tuesday afternoon it was quiet. The few tourists took photos with their smart phones and cameras. We did not say much. The...
Where we go now, in Delivery 9
The Pivot
Around that time I had a dream one night, as Aleena lay next to me.
In the dream I was with another woman naked in bed together. I...
Souls need a very very gentle touch
Now that we were living together in the same house rather than spending time in each other’s apartments, Aleena seemed a little more willing to open up...
A business card - on it written a name, “Malvern Brahma Soul-Dancer”, and the information “Consultant Mystician. Private Studio or House Calls” and a phone number. The text golden on a black...
Delivery 12 is in 5 parts.
One.
Stuart suspects Aleena is not telling the truth. She is sleeping with Morris. Aleena always deflects back into "We create the reality we believe,...
Part One
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The old man closes his laptop and sighs. Done. That entire thread of his life is now documented. Documented as fiction, as allegory, but...