The Butterfly’s Magic | Emil & Helia – A Story About Love and Freedom
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Colour, Fabrics and Flavours: Rediscovering Joy in Singapore
So much colour and vibrancy today. My creative heart was honestly jumping for joy. After spending so much time exploring alone, it felt really special to share the adventure with someone. There’s something about good company that softens the edges of a city and makes everything feel a little more alive. Gardens on the Bay…
The lost parts of me.
As I flew away from Rome, something inside me broke. The further I travelled from Europe, the further I drifted from you. They keep telling me our love was an illusion, but if it was, why does my heart still ache like this? Why does every path I try to forge lead me back to…
Wearing In New Shoes
I had a moment of quiet insight as I closed my laptop on Friday, wrapping up a long work week in a place that feels a world away from everything I love. My first week of living in Singapore. There’s lightning nearly every day here. I can’t really get outside. My apartment is sealed in…
The Sacred Ordinary
What will you do with this one wild and precious life? Life asked me this during one of Dr Joe Dispenza’s meditations. I will lean into everything and feel every texture, every emotion, every piece of nature. I won’t leave a rock unturned until I understand what is there to discover, what is there to…
Get her to the Greek.
I’d been living in Carrara, Italy, for a year and a half. 42% of the population is over 55, and only 7.82% of the residents are foreigners — mostly Romanian, Albanian, African, and a small handful of Brits. So, as you can imagine, meeting English-speaking suitors my age was… a challenge. I was diligently working…
How a Forgotten Email Led to Writing Again
I almost lost my blog. For a few days, I was locked out and couldn’t get back in. I felt really sad, because I first started this blog in 2011. The lesson, I have had to tighten up my digital security because up until now, I have been pretty shocking at remembering passwords and emails…
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