It’s the circumstances that are driving you crazy. It’s not you. That’s how it feels like when you go through...
Food was one of my father’s love languages. Yesterday, a young friend sent over some delicious lengua with mushrooms, and...
In your 50s, it’s so much easier to surrender the outcome, and to be at peace with whatever the outcome is
Lately I’ve been spending a lot of time with the super seniors—those who are 75 years old and...
It’s the most wonderful time of the year, the happiest season of all…”
PHOENIX, Arizona—Flying out is always exhilarating. And the journey of self-discovery never ends.
Extrajudicial killings (EJKs) resonate very strongly with me, though I hardly speak up about it. I suppose it comes from the experience of having lived through it not just once, but twice, and losing three very close family members in very violent deaths.
Weary. That’s how I was feeling up until about a couple of days ago. With everything that’s been happening in our country (and in the world) these last few weeks, you cannot help but be affected. I need not enumerate all the things that have made us all so angry, sad and disappointed. This collective grief cuts across classes, gender, age, social status and sometimes, even political lines. The energies have been predominantly negative. It’s there, like a pall of gloom.
When I ask them what their secret to a long, healthy and happy life is, Tining quips: ‘Mahjong!’
Depression has many faces, and they’re not always sad. The one who seems to have it all together in front of family and friends, but is actually a wreck behind closed doors or when he or she is alone, is someone whom pop psychology would describe as a high-functioning depressiv
