At year’s end, many of us become quiet accountants of our unlived lives, tallying what might have been. Reflection feels instinctive, as though the season itself invites an audit of what mattered, what failed, and what...

Happy Diwali! As the days grow shorter and the nights deepen,we remember that it is from darkness that light is born. The world may tremble with uncertainty,yet hope endures — not waiting but working through...

I used to believe that being stable meant keeping my intellect in charge. It turns out I was really trying to quieten the discomfort that comes when life feels unpredictable, paradoxical, or complex. It is easier to...

The more consciously I try to improve, the worse I perform. My mental clarity, energy and emotional stability all wobble — a paradox I didn’t see coming.  It's an occupational hazard of leadership coaching to keep...

Wendy kept apologising every time she executed a manoeuvre incorrectly. She is a beginner sailor. If she could already handle the boat reliably, she would not need me as an instructor. She was guilty of nothing; the...

I strive to avoid making others uncomfortable or wrong. Truly, I do. Yet I fail more often than I would like. I suspect it is because I sometimes make one too many leaps in logic which effectively is inconsiderate. I...

At some point, most of us ask, who am I, really? The question isn’t just philosophical. It’s personal, urgent, and unsettling. And deeply human. Psychologists and neuroscientists might describe the self as an...

When I quieten myself, I find that Life is forever tapping me on the shoulder and muttering, “Listen here.” Too often I am on autopilot, and the poor thing may as well be prompting an errant Chatbot Eventually...

It is unnerving to recognise that my reality is largely subjective. Even writing that statement makes me hesitate to continue. The tempting and terrifying leap is to declare that everything is made up. That...

20/20 is a fine thing in hindsight. By conventional measures, I was winning: elite education, thriving career, house, healthy children. I believed I was in control. But a quiet voice repeated, “If I wake up dead...