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,…
Every day, I share one or more Little Things that brought my joy as an Instagram story on my personal account. On Day 187 of doing this, the little thing of that day turned out to be the following text: Nothing bad happened today, Neither did anything particularly good. Nothing went wrong, Neither did…
Someone asked: What are you most proud of? What is something big that you’ve achieved? I thought of changes I’ve made, things I’ve built, things I’ve let go of. Then I realized, of all the things I’ve done, what I’m most proud of, is the person I continue to become.
There is this quote that goes around Instagram. It comes down to: “The only one who is going to save you, is you.” I used to find that disheartening because I knew that it was true. Then I learned that I can regulate my nervous system, know more than doctors about how to treat my…
Hold close, Those who sit by your side as you break down and cry. Those who hug you while saying “It’s ok. Let it out.” Those who hold space for all of you. Hold close, Those who ask about that thing you have going on. Those who motivate you and support your dreams. Those who…
We are self-centered storytellers trying to be truth-seekers. It’s our way of giving meaning to things. Someone having a bad day happens to look at us a certain way, and we tell ourselves a story about it. Someone needing affection comes to us for a hug, looking for connection, so we tell ourselves a story…
Love comes in many shapes. Smooth as a circle, pointy as a star. It comes in cubes, in bars, in sheets thinner than paper. In big, bouncy balls and as tall as a skyscraper. When you’re full of love, it needs somewhere to go, to flow out of your heart into all the forms you…