The anguish of not knowing has tormented me for a long time. I have felt too flawed, too alone, too mistaken, too lost, and all that multiplied by a thousand, for many years. It was only in India that I began to see that there are many “others” who have the same questions. That there are many others who have also stepped outside the parameters of what we interpret as “normality,” who have explored other paths, who have felt disillusioned, who have been frustrated too, and who

My dad was a hippie. I don't know how it happened but ever since I’ve been aware enough to perceive it, he started to transgress. He...

Sometimes we cry, we get depressed and we wish we were more normal. Other days we find the courage of the revolution and we spit in the...

The time that does not exist, shows its insufficiency and stops. And at times we are in a film, in Rome dancing to a love song, hugging...

I had gotten up at 4 a.m., fallen asleep during the meditation, and, on top of that, I hadn't turned into Jean from the X-Men, nor did I...