To have presence. To be present. To have been present. I feel like the word and idea of ‘presence’ is tossed around a lot these days. But what does it really mean? How is one truly present? What does that consist of? Simply existing? No, it is much more than that. It is the firm…

I’m sat on a shuddering NYC subway typing away on my notes page once again. I like to write when I feel inspired. Just moments before losing myself in the diversity of my train carriage, I remembered this weeks blog post.  Today I did something very exciting. I took a huge step out of my…

It is 9am on a Friday morning. I am sat on my bed flicking through the last 5 months of my life. These paper pages tell my story in a fluid, complete, and totally me way. They help me to make sense of my life. They say we all have our own personal form of…

It’s sunset. The sky has a pinky candy floss hue. Sheltered by the soaring mountains to my right and engulfed by the abyss of the Pacific Ocean in front of me, I feel safe. Despite hearing the sounds of dogs barking and cars in the distance, I cannot help but feel alone. Almost as if…

What’s the first thing you think about when you hear the word ‘Mexico’? I’ll give you 5 seconds. If your answer wasn’t tacos then something is wrong. Only joking. But seriously, the street food in Mexico is some of the best street food you will find in the entire world. Juicy elote smothered in creamy…

30 foot palm trees, eclectic umbrellas engulfed in the softness of the sand, the tranquility of the ocean at the foot of the desert land. The sea kisses the buzzing energy of the people sat on its shore. Beach vendedores cross the beach, selling everything under the sun: fresh oysters prepared in front of you…