Tag Archive: Letting go

The journey, home, into my heart.

We closed down the café under a pink September sky, and walked slowly along the river bank. As we came to the point where our paths parted, she gave me one of her big… 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

Dust if you must

Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better To paint a picture, or write a letter, Bake a cake, or plant a seed; Ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if… Continue reading

A new perspective and aligned purpose

Way up here, with Bali beneath and India before me, my mind becomes the clear sky. And every event and encounter since I started this journey, white, puffy clouds. From this perspective, I… Continue reading

Mind Conditions

I’m staring at a blank page but my mind is buzzing. Thoughts and feelings, insights and confusion, pleasure and pain, all seem to battle for my attention. I’m left without words to pin-point… Continue reading

When to hold on, when to let go

In the last dying day of the year, I let out a sigh. Someone holds me tight, and I realize, how much grief I carry, how much healing I crave. Palm trees are… Continue reading

For all that is to come, Yes!

For all that has been, Thank you. For all that is to come, Yes! Dag Hammarskjöld

First, exhale.

Exhale. Every unmet expectation, every unforgiven goodbye. Every effort, every aim, every target, every claim. Everything you cling to, every name, Everything you ever called your own.   Exhale. Every idea of right… Continue reading

What my heart knows

Late night reflections, like so many times before. I have an 8 year long archive to prove it, and sometimes I amuse myself with looking at where I was this exact day a… Continue reading

Passion bearing fruit

I am back in Ubud. Ubud is back in me. This time is different though. This time I am staying. At least long enough to know, where to go from here. And so… Continue reading