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Out of Ordinary Stories
I rather not talk scholastically about generalities. I appreciate the value of quantification but I think every person is unique. Putting a label on something and even more so, on someone, is such a silly limitation… I prefer to speak from my experience and listen to personal experiences, they have more truth in them than any concepts and generalities. These personal reports are the kind I was looking for when transformation started happening to me. Words (English is my second language) may not contain the whole range of feelings a person has, but, they will offer you a taste, I hope.
Now, when I finally found the time to write all this, I remember 2 experiences that are similar to near-death...
A few interesting things happened while with Mooji, in 2013.
There was a dancing night in which I tried...
The characters involved in this meeting are me, my boyfriend, one of my boyfriend’s ex-girlfriends and...
The neighbourhood I lived in for more than a year, was, if not the worst, the second-worst in this city....
I was on the phone with an acquaintance of mine. She used to be married to my ex’s brother, so we were...
I remember once, my partner at the time and I, we had a bigger argument and I ended up leaving home to...
When I was with my parents I saw an endocrinologist regularly, for a few years because of my hyperactive...
One of the events that took place then was during a visit to my parents in my home town. When there,...
Envy is silent in me. I thought I had glimpses of it, twice, towards people I respect; one time when...