CATCHING BUTTERFLIES
MARY ANNE LIM
CATCHING BUTTERFLIES
MARY ANNE LIM
Notes from a life still in progress
I’m not writing from the other side of any of it.
I’m Anne . I’ve been writing here since 2008 – through typhoon, a relationship that ended, years of raising my children mostly on my own, and a long stretch where I wasn’t okay and didn’t say so.
I’m writing from inside it, which is the only place I’ve ever been able to write from honestly. If you’re carrying something you haven’t named yet, you’re in the right place.
LATEST
Let Go. Move On. Just Live.
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An Ardent Love for New Age Music
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Extremely Unique State of Mind
It's been quite a while since I blogged, mainly because of the tons of things to do. But once a blogger, always a blogger. You may not have the time to put your thoughts into paper, or in your blog, for that matter, the thoughts haunt you until you finally make them...
A Different Kind of Love: Support the Cause
I have been waiting for an opportunity to publish this post, so that it would be a subtle deviation from my usual posts. This has been sitting in my drafts folder for weeks now and I just could not find a better way to start or finish off this post. Not that I was...
ALL BLOG POST
The archive · 2008–2025
216 posts across seventeen years. 2013 and 2014 were the loud ones. Two years are empty and I’ve left them that way.
Select a year above.
PUBLISHED WRITING
My writing has appeared in
Thrive Global & Prime Influencers
Personal & Mental Health
Thrive Global · 2018
How I Made Friends With Depression
On being diagnosed, the medication no one explained, and choosing to stay.
business & productivity
Thrive Global · 2018
Finding the Balance in Your Career & Health in the Digital Age
Why staying plugged in is costing us — and how to reconnect to what matters.
prime influencers · 2018
6 Simple Ways to Reach Potential Clients for Your Consulting Business
Practical, field-tested ways to find the people who need what you do.
BOOKS
The Quiet Powers
The Quiet Powers is a reflective memoir for women rebuilding after separation — especially mothers rediscovering who they are beyond the roles they once held.
In seasons marked by uncertainty, emotional exhaustion, and quiet grief, strength does not always arrive loudly. Sometimes it steadies. Sometimes it softens. Sometimes it simply helps you breathe again.
Through deeply personal reflection, Mary Anne T. Lim explores the inner shifts that carried her through life’s hardest chapters — stillness, acceptance, surrender, forgiveness, gratitude, love, and authenticity. This is not a dramatic story of triumph. It is a calm and honest journey toward peace within.
If you are rebuilding your life quietly — choosing steadiness over chaos and peace over performance — this book is a companion for your becoming.
COMING OUT SOON !
Days of Terror (Working Title)
A memoir of Typhoon Haiyan · in progress
On 8 November 2013, one of the strongest storms ever recorded at landfall came through Tacloban City. I was there with my children.
I wrote about it twice that December. I ended both posts with to be continued — and then said nothing for eleven months. On the first anniversary I sat down and wrote a third of this book in a single day.
Days of Terror puts those pieces back in the order the events happened, rather than the order I could bear to write them. The day before. The storm. Five days in a city with no power and bodies on the sidewalk. The decision to leave.
The eleven months of silence are still sitting in the middle of it. I’ve left them there.
Outside, nothing can be heard. There was an eerie calm, no sound of the wind that was supposed to come with the storm. Now this is what they call the calm before the storm, I said to myself.
Then my helper said to me, “I think I can hear the sound of the sea.”
I told her, the sea is far from where we are.
— from Chapter 1, written 24 November 2013
I’ll post here when it’s finished.
— Anne
I also write for women rebuilding on their own, at She Thrives Solo.
I also write for people wanting to get out of a toxic relationship, at Keep the Narc Away.
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