Tag Archive: Fear

On the other side of fear

I am cruising down the roads of Bali on a a scooter. In the periphery of my eyes: rice fields and palm tree-fringed landscapes, distant temples, street food warungs, a continuous flow of… Continue reading

Change of career, not of heart

I am at the early stages of changing career. At the same time, I’ve been doing it all along. I have always been kind and caring, social and service-minded. Whether I was scanning… Continue reading

The Ubud effect keeps giving

The Ubud effect keeps giving. I find myself running into the same people, and presented with the same kinds of deep conversations, in the same kind of raw food restaurants. Everything is different,… Continue reading

Seriously involved with growing

Be seriously involved with growing, with your own development, and never fear. Be the kind of person who is naturally powerful, positive, ingenious, open, to the highest degree. Be the best. No negativity.… Continue reading

(Have no) Fear of failure!

There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: Fear of failure The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho

Thank you May (you were damn cold)

    Dear Month of May, Thank you for nothing. Or actually that’s not true… Thank you for showing me how stressful change can be. How even the smallest moves makes the biggest… Continue reading

Train thoughts

Riding trains and I remember to relax. There is nowhere I need to be, nothing I need to do for the next five hours. I pick up a shrimps sandwich and a beer… Continue reading

For every woman’s power

For every woman’s silence I will speak loud and clear For every woman’s worry I will face my greatest fear For every woman’s worth I will stand up and fight For every unrighteousness… Continue reading

Behind my greatest fear

Behind your greatest fear, Helen, lies your greatest gift. And your greatest gift, Helen, will be the example you become. You’re welcome, Notes from the Universe

Women: we share, we care

My friend at home calls me on a Sunday morning, crying. Twenty minutes later I am in her kitchen. She is feeling emotional and calls her boyfriend who is abroad but he doesn’t want to… Continue reading