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  • Get dirty
    Life Yoga

    Get dirty

    “You are alone but you are not alone”. Actually, it was more like “You are alone AND you are not alone”. That’s what my intuition was telling me. I was confused and lost, trying…

    September 30, 2017
  • Managing transitions
    Life

    Managing transitions

    That night, I couldn’t sleep. Blame it on the New Moon. The transition from one lunar cycle to another just happened to be perfectly synchronized with what was going on in my life. The…

    September 23, 2017
  • I quit
    Life

    I quit

    I am a quitter, and I am proud of it. If I am able nowadays accept it, it’s mostly because I stick with the first definition of the verb : to put an end…

    September 16, 2017
  • Party time
    Life

    Party time

    Hey party people. Yes, I am talking to you. In fact, I am talking to that wild, bold, audacious part of you, that part who secretly dreams of wearing red lipstick and high heels…

    September 9, 2017
  • Blank page
    Life

    Blank page

    Usually, it pops up. I just know. The title appears, and there it is. The whole blog post unfolds. I just know. I know that it is what I need to say, I know…

    September 2, 2017
  • Yes or no?
    Life

    Yes or no?

    Oh God those eclipses. If you don’t know it yet, this summer was a very intense season of eclipses. I just feel like we’ve been through such a turmoil. Doesn’t it feel good to…

    August 25, 2017
  • Inked
    Life

    Inked

    I come from the most typical family you can ever imagine. Living in a middle-class neighbourhood in the suburbs, adults around me usually followed the dictated path, as we might say. They clearly did…

    July 30, 2017
  • Like a virgin
    Life

    Like a virgin

    ***Be careful. Inspired by Mark Manson and his wonderful book « The subtle art of not giving a f*ck, I’m going crazy and enjoying the use of that beautiful f sounding word. If you are…

    July 23, 2017
  • The box
    Life

    The box

    I’ve never been good at following the rules. At five, my babysitter didn’t want to be held responsible for my behavior on our way to kindergarden. I guess it’s important to mention she lived…

    July 15, 2017
  • Reset
    Life

    Reset

    Bozo beach. That’s how my parents named the house they bought by the sea, in honour of my dad’s deceased dog. Just by the name of the place, you already know something’s going on.…

    June 10, 2017