A few months ago, I decided to sign up for something that would be ground-breaking in my journey to the self, as I had been feeling a little bit like my life was so consumed by my new business and all consequential new responsibilities, and I had - for the lack of a better term… Continue reading Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.
“Wrinkles should merely indicate where the smiles have been.” ― Mark Twain BALI, INDONESIA - Whenever a birthday is approaching, I try to sit with myself and go through the things in my life that I am grateful for. The older I get, the less materialistic and more emotionally rooted these things have become. Lately, I… Continue reading However far away I will be wild like a child as the time can fly
Portugal, Part 2 - I feel like half a year later I am still reeling in the memories of last summer. 2017 was such an immensely transformative year and often I have to remind myself to slow down and catch my breath in order not to lose it. I have always moved faster than my… Continue reading Out in the stars again, lost in your mind you got the bends
Portugal, Part 1 - It has been quite the ride this year, pun intended as we cruised for much of the summer in our moving home that is the much-loved RV. We had decided that Portugal was a mystery that needed solving and ventured out to explore whether the waves/weather ratio would be just as… Continue reading You can take the road that takes you to the stars now
Paris, France - My best friend and I used to run a little food and lifestyle blog - it was part of our self-proclaimed mission to document our many laughter-riddled misadventures together. It was about travel, food, fashion, lifestyle and fitness, and we made a huge effort in trying to maintain it, until we threw… Continue reading “Our bodies hummed with contentment.”
Paris, France - If you are an impulsive fire sign like myself, chances are, the word "planning" is almost nonexistent in your everyday vocabulary. Nothing irks me more than sitting in front of a screen for hours trying to put together a trip. I am as trigger-happy as they come, and my credit card always… Continue reading C’est l’heure où je vais me coucher, Il est cinq heures
I can’t really remember when my smoothie habit started kicking in, although I vaguely trace it back to those days when I was working like a slave in corporate Manila, and I was still yo-yoing between being a hardcore chain smoker and a detox addict, all very indicative of my often contradicting personality. At some… Continue reading A smoothie a day keeps the doctor away