I eased onto my mat, fingers tightly clasped around a warm mug containing a herbal brew of eyebright and lemongrass and a pinch of ginger. It soothes the muscles around the eyes and lessens the tension created by so many hours spent staring at a screen. I remind...

I went to visit my friend on his farm. He has been asking me to come for a while now; he wanted me to see what he was doing and the improvements made. I used to work as an extension officer, what seemed like three lifetimes ago. As I approached in my old truck, I...

I got this thought to begin writing a series of short-ish form pieces to be named:- “Welcome to Happy Farm!” The stories will share the relationship between two persons — myself and a farmer friend who cultivates a small plot of land in the hills of our tiny Caribbean...

Something woke me at 2:46 am; I groaned. Please let us not be starting this again. Why did messages have to come now? When I was really getting into some good sleep, probably on the third version of some dream that would have me trying to decipher come morning? I...

I pulled up to my office space. It was going to be an extraordinarily good day, I felt it just after my early morning meditation. No, I do not feel this way after every meditation session, sometimes the feeling is no better than before I sit to meditate. It is what it...

Tiny cream flowers littered the garden floor in anticipation — ackee will here soon — that delicious fruit that brings death if not prepared well. Monkeys never touch them — they knew their limits and good cooks they were not. She walks slowly, savouring the sights...

This story is going to upset some persons. There I said it. The very first line, so if you do not want to be upset today, do not read anymore or conversely, since my topic is that we get what we attract, then your clicking on this piece might be just what you needed...

Something’s mystical about number threeHalf of eight, not mathematicallyEight, being the signof infinity — the never-ending-ness of eternity. But back to threeMy affinityPerhaps life path number buteven before gleaning that to be so‘Twas always the desire for...

I admit itEvery time I open my laptopI look forward to seeing — no, not the emails from friends or colleagues,nor social media notifications, norany of the sort. I look forward to seeing the new imageon my Bing home page. They never cease to thrill and delight meand...