You Take it All with You

Since my return from South America, events have played out differently than I had originally expected. About a week before I arrived back home – I was in a state of blissful dread. The bliss was because of the freedom I felt in the present moment of the time, traveling, wandering, flowing with what felt…

Traveling through Colombia <3

A week has passed since my arrival to Colombia. Isn’t it odd how events and experiences seem to determine our perception of time more than clocks and calendars? I give Bogota much more credit than I had originally given it upon my arrival. My flight came in at 10pm and the dimly lit streets, flooded…

The Hills have Lives – Communicating with Nature.

This post is going to be a bit different from the others. Words may go through one eyeball and out into the ether, because many of you may not know what on Earth I am speaking of. But this is for those who will. The solo portion of my trip began about a week ago….

Crossing the Borders of Love

It’s been interesting spending time in new places with new people. Exploring new scapes, both external and internal. Discovering the things that I like, the things I dislike. It’s a big world. There are so many different flavors of experience mixing together differently, creating unique recipes. What is in one dish isn’t always in the…

Rainbow Mountain and Human Guilt/Gratitude

So many things, this place brought out of me. We hopped on a bus at 4:15am for our 3 hour drive to Rainbow Mountain. The slow incline 4500 meters up came along with breathtaking views. This looked different than anything I had seen before. Jagged rock faces were protruding out of the mountain, looking like…

Calling out to Cusco

Oh, Cusco. I have a special place in my heart para ti. Only a few days here and yet I feel the want to stay longer. The crowded Hostel, the people from different parts of the world, your beautiful gothic-renaissance style architecture, and the wonderful San Pedro Market that has all of my breakfast, lunch,…

November 7-11 – Challenges & Expectations

The 5 hour bus ride turned into an 11 hour adventure. One of unforseen delays and delimmas. Being the first night of ceremony, there was a sense of urgency to return to Pisac in a timely manner. I remember feeling at peace most of the time, even during my moments close to death. It felt…

Lessons of Darkness

So much has happened thus far. My attempt to articulate it will come from a place of patience for myself, the sacredness of my experiences, and from a yen to share the lessons with you. Death comes in all shapes and forms. The potentials of death have been present for me, and those around me….

The Magic of Moray

As I sat around the fire, waiting for my hair to dry, Elder (the owner of the lodge we were staying at) offered to take me on a discounted motorcycle ride to Moray the following day. Since the rest of the group was going to Machu Picchu, and I was (literally) drained from the Temazcal…

Changing of the Seasons

Here I find myself again. In between the massive mountains of the Andes. To think I was departing this place exactly 5 months ago is such a bizarre thought, so much has happened since then – it feels like years have passed. Although I must say, it does look quite different this time around. What…

What’s Left Behind

“Is this what dying feels like?”, I thought to myself as I stuffed the last pair of jeans into a heavy duty garbage bag. I realized how hyperbolic that statement was, but the surge of emotions that accompanied it felt quite true. Although the plan is to leave the country for just 7 weeks, In…