Finally, spring has sprung. 🌱The death and now rebirth. We can blossom again, stretch ourself up and outward. Expand our thoughts and emotions like rays of light as the days are longer and nights are shorter. We can watch each other grow, and smile as we come together outside once again. We will set our intentions and manifestations and continue to water our thoughts and give life to the coming summer bloom. ✨
I hope today is nothing short of a miracle. I am grateful for my chance to start again with new dreams and new desires. I love this time of year. .
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I remember having a conversation with a girlfriend of mine a few months ago. She was having a difficult time in her relationship. I remember her saying “it may sounds crazy, but the only time I can breathe, is when I’m at the sea”. She knew that I understood.
“You need to get yourself to the sea my love, every single day”, I said to her. “Your body and soul is speaking to you, loud and clear, listen to her.”
Can you relate?
Do you hear the things your body yearns for? The places it calls you, directs you, begs for?
Do you listen or numb and avoid?
This is my place. It always has been.
Having spent the last 8 months living in the jungle, I’ve adapted. I’ve fallen in love with the greenery, the waterfalls, rivers, streams and fields. But I knew I was yearning for the sea.
This is where I grew up.
On this beach.
I spent most of my teenage years and 20s, running the foreshore here. Every time I’ve returned to Melbourne over the past decade, I’ve found myself at this beach, and this is where I can breathe.
Transition is challenging.
I’m feeling deep in adaptation and integration, conscious to keep surrendering. To let go of everything this space isn’t, and be present to just what is.
I’m missing Bali.
I’m missing my community, my sisters, dance, the quiet of the jungle, my bike, the incredible fruit and vegan food, my villa,
the warmth on my skin, the pulsating earth under my feet. I’m hurting and longing for her but I’m also letting go of resisting being where I am right now.
I’m so grateful to call this space a home. Not in the same way Bali has become, but in her own way, and gently, again I can breathe.
All good things have an end - it’s time to say goodbye to Australia & New Zealand and start our ~32 hour journey home. Very grateful for this wonderful experience and definitely want to come back🙏🏻🥰✈️🇦🇺🇳🇿🤩
Time moves too quickly.
Over 10 weeks in Thailand then Vietnam.
What have I learned?
✨ Life brings the most wonderful people to you. Thank you to the AMAZING, brave & beautiful yogis who studied with me these last few months. And to the awesome friends I made along the way. I hope I can continue to support you and that our paths will cross again.
✨ I am the happiest I’m close proximity to the ocean & waterfalls. Especially when driving a shitty motorbike. With music & coffee.
✨ Get outside your comfort zone. But always trust your gut & be safe.
✨ But more than anything, trust that life holds more happiness then you ever imagined possible for yourself. Don’t let fear hold you back.
Last time I lived in Koh Phangan, I felt this new version of myself. So light & free. Coming back this year, I was secretly afraid that it wouldn’t feel as good at last time. I had this comparison in my mind.
But it was even better 💛
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The first time I flew was when I was 15. I visited Australia 🇦🇺 New Zealand 🇳🇿 and Hawaii 🌸. I think I used an entire camera roll (remember 110 film???) on pictures looking out the window. It’s so beautiful and calm above the clouds here.... “You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.” #Pema Chödrön #cominghome#abovetheclouds