No Dream Too Small - Blog by Tam Wai Jia

Vision for God.

I remember being quite in awe when I first met her. Some people are like that- you hear so much about them that by the time you do meet them, they're elevated to goddess status. I'd heard things about ... Read More about Vision for God.

Heels of Steel.

reflections, waiting for the one

"Anyone who hides from love needs healing. It doesn't make any sense for anyone to hide from love. Love attracts. It's a magnet. "- Aunty AthMaybe it's a sign, that it's about time I dealt with it.I ... Read More about Heels of Steel.

A Lesson in Everything.

beautiful encounters, doctoring, loving the poor

As soon as I sat down, I knew I had made a mistake. I wanted to go back, wanted to smack myself, but it was too late. My professor, Dr. L, came and sat down right next to me.Every morning at the ... Read More about A Lesson in Everything.

Nystagmus.

doctoring, reflections

They never stopped moving. They were dancing, jerking quickly back and forth like hyperactive elves on steroids. It was disturbing to watch them swinging to and fro like a pendulum on fast-forward. I ... Read More about Nystagmus.

Just so I remember.

depression & anorexia, loving the poor, Recovery, tasting the rainbow

* Letter pubished with permissionHey Waijia, I'm not sure if you remember me. I came to support group with X about a year-ish ago and at that point, I think you had just recovered... I remember the ... Read More about Just so I remember.

The Writer’s paradox.

Recovery, reflections

I could never explain it. One moment, it's brave confession and another, awkward embarrassment.A friend once asked me before, "I mean, you've written it on a public space, so why can't you talk about ... Read More about The Writer’s paradox.

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