The man who lost the will to love

The jungle He was born in the jungle of Bali. His earliest memory was the sound of the rain pouring down on the tin roof in the middle of the night. He was lying in bed, surrounded by the soft white shades of the mosquito net. It made him feel safe, embraced by a thick,…

The womb – the temple of the Dreamtime

Long ago, when mankind was not yet identified with the body, there was no fear of death. Dying was considered a rite of passage, a journey to another dimension where the soul stayed intact. Nothing was really lost. Birth and death were portals where we stepped from one reality into another. The womb was honored…