“Where are you from?” has always felt like an impossibly small question for the life I have lived. Not because I don’t know the places I’ve called home, but because none of them, on their own, can contain the truth of who I am. My upbringing was never singular or straightforward. By sixteen, I was paying rent, working, going to school, and figuring out the world as I went. I rented a room in a house full of strangers. I was independent because I had to be, not because I was r

Discovering the Essence of Travel I’ve never counted how many countries I’ve been to. Not once. Not even out of curiosity. For me, travel has never been about tallying stamps in a passport or collecting destinations. It was never about the list. It has always been something quieter, something deeper. A calling. A remembering. A return to wonder. The truth is, I didn’t even get on a plane until I was twenty. I grew up in a small town. We didn’t have much, and we weren’t a trav

Travel will never fit inside a square. It is not the plate of food, or the golden sunset, or the hand outstretched toward a blue horizon. Travel is the inner weather. It is the quiet rearranging of the soul, the feelings that slip beneath the surface and change everything. I have felt these emotions in Kathmandu when I was lost for the third time that day, in Bali when Joris asked me to marry him, in Botswana, where the night roared with lions, and in Peru as the sun cl

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Let me tell you a secret: I am still not a minimalist. I know—I run transformational retreats, preach the power of presence, and wax...

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There’s something no one tells you about this season of life. About the strange ache that comes with having done the things—the marriage,...

As an introvert with a touch of neuro-spice on the spectrum scale, I often find solace in a quiet corner with a good book. Crowds, noise,...

Happiness. It is such a simple word, yet one that has eluded me at times, even when, on paper, I had everything I could ever want. I...

Let’s get one thing straight—I was never much of a drinker. Before COVID, I didn’t even keep alcohol in the house. A glass of wine was a...

I didn’t start travelling solo later in life—it was something I discovered young. Not because I was particularly brave, but because I...

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Every fibre in my body is sore. But not in the way I’ve known before—not the dull ache of exhaustion, nor the burden of stress pressing...

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Today, the sun begins ascent into Capricorn, marking Makar Sankranti, a celebration of transformation, renewal, and release. Here in...

Midlife, or as I like to call it, the wisdom years , is a season rich with possibility. It’s a time when we are freer from the...

In a world that often demands so much of us, women are rarely encouraged to pause, take a breath, and ask, What do I want?   For many of...

As the holidays approach, gift shopping is underway. Yet, some of the best gifts aren’t wrapped—they’re experienced! Imagine giving a...