Tag Archive: Happiness

What I learnt in 2016

As the year is approaching an end I, like so many others, feel a need to reflect.  Let’s see if I remember how to… This time last year, I still kept this blog… Continue reading

Pockets of time

Some moments are like pockets You reach into them empty handed And surprised by the synchronicity And simplicity of it all You can’t help but smile Like you just found a key To… Continue reading

There is no end, only new beginnings

It’s been exactly one month since I left Ubud. Those last hours, before leaving, feels both like yesterday and a life time ago. It was late in the evening and I was alone… Continue reading

When doves cry

It’s 3 in the morning but I can’t sleep. I blame the fact that the full moon is in Scorpio and the icon Prince just passed on for my sudden emotional need for… Continue reading

Mission accomplished

And just like that, they were gone. My three girlfriends that whirled into this house 2,5 weeks ago and filled it with laughter, spontaneous yoga sessions, deep conversations, lots of raw chocolate and… Continue reading

The magic of Bali Spirit Festival

There is no doubt that Ubud has a spiritual energy. The smell of incense offered outside temples and altars. The face of devotion, dignity and dedication, in the eyes of the Balinese. The… Continue reading

The Alchemy of Dreams

Alchemy: any magical power or process of transmuting a common substance, usually of little value, into a substance of great value It was two days before my 30th birthday. I had finally found… Continue reading

It’s not the places we travel to

It’s not the places we travel to That we fall in love with It’s ourselves The way we loosen our ties And let down our hair The way we suddenly start having conversations… Continue reading

Catching up in Goa

Catching a night bus from the South East Coast to the South West, from Chennai to Goa, I travelled for 24 hours straight, crammed between two snoring men and with a broken ventilation… Continue reading

Beautiful days in Pondicherry

From this shady garden cafe, with old French colonial, rusty steel and romantic rose decor, I forget for a moment that I am in India. Ambient jazz and acoustic guitar mingles with expat… Continue reading