Post-Christmas, as one does when they are in southern Thailand, my friends and I headed for the islands. We picked Koh Lanta because it was supposed to be beautiful and a little quieter than Koh Phi Phi or Phuket. The ferry ride was spectacular, we sat on the front of the boat and got the…
Thailand has been nothing short of wonderful.
I can see why people come here for month(s) at a time and still only scratch the surface of how beautiful it is. There’s rolling hills to the north, paradise-esque beaches to the south and jungle or city everywhere else.
My senses have been on overload as I start to settle into my month here in India. This is such a beautiful and interesting place. It brings together the most eclectic of people in such a loving and accepting way. The hippy scene is like no other. It’s a party place if you want it…
I get asked a lot about the podcasts I listen to, the blogs I read and so on. I refer to them a lot throughout the blog and thought I’d start sharing what I’m digging these days. Here is the first roundup, enjoy!
Where you come from now is much less important than where you’re going. More and more of us are rooted in the future or the present tense as much as in the past. And home, we know, is not just the place where you happen to be born. It’s the place where you become yourself.
It’s funny the things you see in your surroundings that can spark such an internal dialogue. Since that visit, I’ve been thinking a lot about the concept of rebirth and how life constantly presents us with the gift of reinventing ourselves over and over again. It is our challenge, or responsiblity rather, to see these as opportunities.
So here I stand, at a major crossroads in my life. A blank canvas in front of me, lots of lessons behind me and an opportunity to go after what I’ve wanted for so long.
Women of all shapes and sizes become self-scrutinizing, self-hating, self-doubting, terrified, controlling, perfectionistic worriers who are in existential pain all of the time.
“Having gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it.”
have managed to kept the raw, naked me behind this wall for many years. The things I keep close to my heart, few people know about. I have a big heart, but it’s protected. Vulnerability scares the shit out of me. However I’m starting to learn, as I venture down this path of self-awareness, that being behind this wall can be a pretty lonely place.