It’s me, hi!

If your brain automatically started singing Taylor Swift's "Anti-hero" after reading the title of this update telling you that you are the "problem", then we are probably in the same mental space. If not, good for you! It's been a long time since I last wrote anything on my blog. The bookmark proudly stating "the …

Enough.

I was pouring myself some water into a bottle when my eyes caught the side of the counter where I have prepared a set of plates to give to my friend. In particular, 5 white/colourful plates. 5 plates that at one time were all I had. They brought me to a time 7 years ago …

Wherever my feet take me.

This post has no excerpt as it was not written in a conscious to one specific topic way.

Life is short. Time is fast.

I wrote this piece more than 2 years ago after the passing of a dear mentor of mine. Losing people has the power to snap you out of whatever illusion you were in at the moment. It makes you appreciate time and life. It makes you question how you live and how you spend your time.

On Inner Peace (and Mindfulness).

We all need a little bit of light during dark times. This post has a few practical steps on achieving inner peace, and a short story of a moment of mindfulness that I always go back to when things get rough.

The One With No Name.

The late rumblings of a brain, feelings of emptiness, the benefits and side effects of being independent, a checklist of sorts, and the ending.

Where The Heart Leads You.

Shout out to all my amazing, badass people out there who are not afraid to be vulnerable and follow their hearts.

Restless Souls.

For the days and nights when our souls are restless, trying to tell us stories we must hear.

On growing up.

I remember that as a child I wanted nothing more than to grow up - nevermind, that I had no idea what being a grown-up meant. I had a head full of ideas and dreams and felt that the world was not moving at a pace fast enough for me to express them all. I …

I hope you dance.

"I shall be telling this with a sigh; Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by; And that has made all the difference."
- Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken