One of the hardest things about living with an invisible condition is needing to decide multiple times a day, every day again, how you’ll respond to the question: “How are you?” You want to be positive and also honest. You want to be open while knowing not everyone will be equally understanding. You want to…
Chest to chest. A soft embrace. A joined inhale. Two feet that trace an invisible line on hardwooden floor. A gentle turn. One more, one more. A sudden stop. Patience. Still. Two bodies waiting until the music will carry them further, guide their conversation. Action and reaction. An act of co-creation. Cheek to cheek. Thigh…
Why is business success still defined in terms of revenue and growth? Books mostly written about scaling and becoming better known? I don’t identify with getting bigger, pushing “just because”. Neither do I want to become louder, be present everywhere, create a lot of fuss. Instead, I’m trying to find that balance, between skill, joy,…
Today I struggled. My bucket full, tears flowing over the edges. My body’s way of soothing me, releasing endorphins and oxytocin. I wrote down my struggles, right here on Instagram, as a story that I chose not to publish. As a story that I chose not to tell myself. I wrote to release, to gather…
Do you see resting as just another thing to check off on your to-do list? Is it even on your to-do list? While there seems to be a growing awareness of the importance of rest for leading a sustainable fulfilling life, few, if any, goal-setting models present rest as something we consciously need to work…
Isn’t it wonderful, and a little bit sad, how music can bring two people together and, in a matter of moments, have them embrace, connect, unite, only to let go again, as soon as the music ends. Isn’t it beautiful, and a little bit mad, how just one dance can leave a mark on one’s…
This article, as the others on this site, is a work in progress. It’ll evolve as my thinking on the subject does, as I read more, talk to more people, and experiment more. It’s been hip for a while to go against the hustle culture, but usually, the people who advocate that are people who…
Well over a year ago, I was walking around Tapada das Necessidades. Peacocks live there, and a little girl had collected beautiful long peacock feathers that had somehow left their owner(s). As I was about to cross her and her dad, she just casually handed me a peacock feather. “Para ti,” she said. Or something…
It’s 2020, full pandemic. I’m part of an entrepreneurs community and a mindset coach who is also a member offers a free four-week program to help us find our Why. A bunch of us sign up. The calls ask us to be open, vulnerable. I don’t remember what the question was, but at one point,…