Author: Krupa
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You Belong
Sometimes I feel invisible,like my edges blurand the world forgets the shape of me. Sometimes I watch the world in motion,voices weaving past me,laughter echoing without me. I wish for presence near me,a shoulder, a breatha weight that says you are not alone.Not talking just being. But then I take a quiet moment to notice,and…
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I climbed a mountain
I started off putting one foot in front of the other, head down and pure determination flowing through my body to get to the top. Breathless, aching, but unwilling to stop. The summit was all I could see. “This isn’t that bad,” I thought. Why was I so nervous before? Light work! But gradually the…
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What I see
Hey, Can you hold space for me? Everyone always talks to me.But no one really listens to me. They stand in front of me searching and judging. I am with them in their most vulnerable moments- their quiet companion. Yet no one ever asks me what it is I truly see. I see red teary eyes finally releasing…
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Anxiety – the buzzing bee
The buzzing bee is making its way towards me. It begins as a faint hum in the distance.I sense its approach even before it reaches me. It doesn’t care how unwanted it is here. It announces itself anyway. The presence is sharp and prickly. Immediately my body flinches. On high alert. Bracing. I sway from left to right to…
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Leadership- giving and receiving the permission to be human
It was a long morning. The clock showed 11am but it felt like hours has passed just trying to calm the chaos. It was my first day back from annual leave, I was trying to switch back into “work mode.” An overflowing inbox, a regulator to keep happy and catching up on all the moving…
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Words for humanity
I have been sitting deeply with this one for a long time now. Even as a lover of words I find myself unable to put my feelings into words. Famine, Starvation. Words we should not be hearing. Words that break my heart. Words that make me feel powerless. When did we fail so much as…
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Dear perfectionism,
Dear perfectionism, You can step back now. The comment, the reaction, the situation which summoned you to come to protect me is has now gone. The danger has subsided, and you can too. And if it ever comes back, I will meet it differently. I am learning how to hold myself. I know you came…
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Compassion
We need more of compassion. Towards ourselves and others. We say we don’t have time for anything anymore, and that also includes people. We don’t just scroll on our phones, we scroll past people too. We aren’t just wearing filters masking who we are but we are also thinking in filters too. Not ready to…
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I see you
This is for all the men. You deserve to be seen as you are. It’s not about repeating “it’s okay not to be okay”. It’s not even about urging you to speak up, or figure out the problem and fix it. It’s about reassuring you that you can be seen as you are without anyone…
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Strangers or collectively vulnerable?
I work as a translator. A job which I took on to make ends meet and support my family financially. I thought I would get extra income from the side job, but it gave me back so much more – things I can never put a price on. In the last 7 years I have…
Soft Armour 