Self-leadership en action

  • Cross-dressing

    Ages since I wore a trouser during the week. I usually keep this for weekend when I get my man side out of the blanket. And here I was today, dressed in trouser, white shirt and wet. It’s hilarious to think that I can cross-dress any time without any issue,…

  • A sailing stone

    I am sitting there on the bench, a tiny breeze on my face, arms… It would nearly be chilly if I was to let the breeze go into my skin. I have a book opened on my knees, but I can’t read. My eyes are closed captured by a timid…

  • Where is my CAPTCHA

    Am I a robot? A coffee cup, a planet, an apple, a piece of pie, a dog, a cat, a car, a cab, a table, a bench, a garden, a mishmash passing behind my eyes and through my brain, as I walked among advertisement bill board… Please, choose all the…

  • Swimming with the fishes

    Here you are, wanting to swim the river up to that hill, wanting to swim with the fishes, and not always with them. Exploring, testing, trying, shifting status-quos, relearning forgotten things, questioning, discovering, connecting… shifting the equilibrium around you like a dam without any overflow capability. Great you’re a fish;…

  • Oh boy fascinating…

    Oh boy fascinating news in some French newspaper… they are thinking of implementing a new regulation where employer can no longer sent an email to their employees after working hours. Question: what will happen when one of their colleagues, in another time zone, sends them an email during their own…

  • The room without a view…

    At the back of the room, I am stuck. It’s a room without windows, just tables and seats. A room without light, sun, view or any places for the eyes to stretch and the mind to expand. Just there my stomach plunges into convulsion, a sour taste in my mouth.…