Over the last while, I’ve been trying to put something on paper that has been happening quietly in my life — beneath every question, every effort that brought a shift in perception, every attempt to stabilise myself — there has been the same quiet longing. To belong. To feel that I am not separate from life. That I am not misplaced inside it. That my existence fits into something coherent and whole. And that realisation has not been unsettling. It has been beautiful. All my s

Over the course of A State of Being , we’ve been dismantling something quietly but deliberately. We began by questioning what we think we know — not just intellectually, but structurally. The way we interpret reality. The way we attach meaning. The way we assume we understand what is happening to us. Then we moved into Prayer — not as asking, but as orientation. The recognition that we are always in a state of request, whether we’re aware of it or not. From there, we stepped

It is Hanukkah 2025. I’ve been feeling the weight of whats happening in a way that the world can no longer ignore. More hate. More violence. More moments where it feels like the ground under humanity is thinning. Not only through the events themselves, but through how people are carrying them.  Conversations feel tighter. Reactions feel sharper. There’s more fear, more anger, more certainty — and less space to stay present with what’s actually happening. My instinct in times

We spend most of our lives chasing knowledge—wanting to understand how things work, wanting to know why we feel what we feel. We search for answers—not just because we’re curious, but because understanding gives us the feeling of control. It seems simple: if I can explain it, I can manage it. But the more I’ve studied, the more I’ve realised this is not how we really grow. All of our learning actually comes from the unknown. And we don’t often stop to ask—where is all this le

Why Didn’t You Ask? A simple question—but one that opens up the entire structure of our being. For me, prayer was a difficult topic. I...

There was a time when I believed I had to fight against myself. That the thoughts, the emotions, the cravings—the things that pulled me...

A journal entry from 2012 I can't keep waiting to write about something I can say, I know! So I begin with what I don’t know. I don’t...