I’ve always loved watching the original series of Sex and the City, not just for the fashion or city scenes, but for the connection between the women and how fiercely they protected each other’s well-being. At first glance, the show seemed fun and lighthearted, but beneath the surface…
There’s something quietly radical about curling up with a book in a world that urges you to scroll. Even more so when you choose a physical book, your eyes will thank you for the relief. We often don’t realize just how surrounded we are by screens until we…
In a world designed to capture and monetize our attention, maintaining focus has become a daily battle. Reclaiming our attention, focus and energy has become a quiet, yet profound act of defiance. Five years ago, during the Covid pandemic, I found myself in a similar place—reevaluating what truly…
Stop rejecting yourself! Stop rejecting your sensitivity, your emotions, your wants and needs. Stop rejecting your darkness and your light. Yes, even your own light makes you uncomfortable. We spend a lifetime of rejecting ourselves and for what? Are we waiting for someone else to give us permission?…
Slow down You have time. This idea of not having enough time is what makes you feel anxious, agitated and in a continuous state of perceived urgency. It’s what makes you feel overwhelmed to the point of shutting down. It makes you enter into freeze mode which results…
Dear readers, I’m starting a brand new series on the blog and I’m calling it ‘Note to Self’. What are ‘Notes to Self’? These are words of comfort, encouragement and inspiration to help remind you of certain things while navigating this world and this human experience. I write…
The allure of others Just think about how much time, energy and effort we expend by focusing on other people’s lives. Time, energy and effort we then lack for ourselves and the lives we wish to build for ourselves. It often manifests as comparison to others which then…
Before I decided to sit down at my desk and start writing, I had a clear picture of what it was I wanted to write about. Practically an entire paragraph mapped out of why the word ‘acceptance’ has been lingering in my mind for weeks, if not months….
It must have been the early 90s and I was around 7 or 8 years old. We still lived in Portugal, not far from Lisbon, the capital, and we lived in an apartment on the 6th floor. I remember it was a beautiful and spacious apartment with two…
Looking for beauty and noticing the poetry of everyday life, in a world that often seems to be governed by brutality is not naive, nor is it frivolous. It is sustenance. It ignites creativity. It activates the brain’s capacity to solve problems. It activates the imagination needed to…