Have you ever said yes when you wanted to say no, tried to plan each step, instead of going with the flow, focused on the bad, when there was so much good, created your own stories, when really all you should have done was hit pause, take a step back, look at the whole picture,…
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…
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…
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…
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.
My opinion on this has changed a bit since I wrote this. Perhaps, that’s a story for a future piece. 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…