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Your little dreams matter

I have introduced a new weekly habit where I take myself to the library. On Saturdays I show up at the front door five minutes before opening, my sight on one of their comfy chairs. And after entering, together with 50 other humans seeking bibliosmia*, I find my seat, sit down, and begin writing. Sometimes I bring a chai latte, more often I wear a chic outfit, and every time make it into this dreamy weekend routine. I don’t always feel motivated to write. Although I want to write the motivation to sit down and do so doesn’t always effortlessly show up. Especially if I don’t know what to write about. But I take action, I show up, and once I do, the motivation follows. First and foremost, I want my dreams to matter to me. I want there to be time for them in this, so often, chaotic world. For what is life, if we’re not tending to our own garden. Your little dreams matter. Whether you wish to pursue writing, singing, painting or …

The Power of Small Shifts

This week I felt like I needed a change. Nothing major, just little shifts to bring some excitement into my usual routine. On Tuesday, I went for an early morning run before work; something I almost never do. Yesterday, I tried the opposite – a late evening run. And today, I booked a private flower arranging course. Hopefully I can already go this Saturday! In between, I’ve been playing with the details of my day: trying new foods, wearing my scarf in different ways, swapping negative thoughts for positive ones. And I realised; it really doesn’t take much to feel a difference. Sometimes it’s just choosing coconut milk instead of oat milk, or taking another route to work. I keep coming back to this idea of small, consistent behaviour. The parts of my life where I feel most grounded are the ones I nurture daily. Eating in a way that feels good for my body. Spending time outdoors. Moving—whether it’s a run, ballet or just twenty minutes of pilates. It doesn’t have to be anything …

Morning pages

I’ve started my mornings by writing in my journal, almost on autopilot. Even on the days when there’s nothing to say — which happens a lot. At 6 a.m. my mind is usually quiet. I don’t write down my dreams since I seldom remember them; they tend to show up later in the day. My sleep is deep. I’m painfully slow in the morning, and I need time to come back to this world. Writing helps with that. Sometimes I wonder if, while I sleep, I’m traveling “home,” and waking up I find myself back here. Have you ever felt that? However, this is not going to be a post about my nightly travels. Rather, I wanted to share the benefits of writing your thoughts down, first thing in the morning. Writing without editing. Creating is much more than simply producing something pretty; it’s a way of bringing the unseen into the seen. Creative expression often reveals what we are yearning for, what we value, or what we are healing. It’s a mirror of our …

Finding contentment in everyday rituals

Routines can make everyday life feel automatic, making our days run on autopilot without us noticing. Tasks turn into chores, and to-do lists become boxes we check without thought. Somewhere along the way, we lose sight of the why. But what if we chose to treat these daily tasks as gentle rituals? Simple, grounding rituals that nurture our wellbeing—brewing a cup of coffee or tea early morning, strolling through the grocery aisles, journaling, enjoying an afternoon walk, or ending the day with a comforting shower. It’s the small, precious moments that shape our days. Days become weeks, weeks become months, months turn into years, and years shape a life. When practiced with intention, these daily rituals, create pockets of calm and help keep us grounded in the present moment. When we slow down, create quiet space and reconnect with ourselves we help our bodies and minds to re-center. And the best part, you do not need to make any drastic shifts; small pockets hear and there throughout the day can make wonders for your wellbeing. …

Don’t fight the boredom

Lately, I’ve noticed the urge to fill almost every waking moment with stimuli. Whether it’s listening to a podcast while walking, scrolling through Instagram before bed, reading a book, or putting on music while cooking — there’s this constant need to avoid the quiet. Normally, I enjoy silence, the stillness of simply being in the moment. But sometimes the outside circus takes over and pulls me into its endless plays and entertainments, leaving me disconnected from myself. Fortunately, I catch it more quickly these days. After about a week my body and mind start to feel anxious and uneasy, and I stop to ask: why? Then I realise — too many distractions, too much noise, and not enough space for boredom. The thing is, boredom is actually good for us. We don’t need to be stimulated every waking hour. By allowing ourselves to feel bored, we open the door for creativity and fresh ideas to emerge. So now, I sit with my coffee or tea in bed before the day begins, simply being. I walk …

Dear September…

… and my heart melted. ”While some people like to dance underneath the stars in June, others like to play with the red leaves of September. And I’m blissfully, wholeheartedly, stuck in the middle.” … And like the wisest of them all, you’re letting go of what no longer serves you. Your brisk wind makes everything rejuvenating. The days; alluring and brightful, the nights; dark and calm. I see a star waiting to be born, intentions waiting to be established, a nature waiting to be cherished, and a life waiting to be lived.  September is for watching red leaves falling. Creating space. Caring for oneself, and others. Just like nature, we transform. Becoming whole, empowered and complete. Silently witness the beauty of nature – notice how seductively and effortlessly she’s unfolding her treasures. Fearless. September is for enjoying the darkness, as well as the bright light within. It’s for grasping opportunities. Looking within for happiness, success and courage. Sometimes the things we want the most are closer than we think. PAUSE. ”Life starts all over again when …

How to be a happier human

Let’s talk about happiness. Although, I prefer to call it contentment. While happiness is often just a fleeting moment, contentment feels more like a stable, lasting state—a mindset not affected by external events. So, how can we become more content or ”happier”? I like to see it as a choice. Every morning when we wake up, we have the power to decide how we want to feel. However, we sometimes give that power away, by letting others’ actions or external circumstances dictate our mood. We allow outside things to ruin our day, forgetting that we hold the control. Ultimately, it’s about taking responsibility for your mood. Realising that you’re the one in control also means that you need to take action; maybe you need to change things in your life that you’re not satisfied with, and that requires effort. So, it’s easier to stay in the comfort zone, and let things remain as they always have been. Breaking out of it and choosing a different mindset takes courage, but that’s where true growth and contentment …

This August – Make space for what you love

To me, August has always been a time for new beginnings, more so than January. Growing up, it marked the beginning of the school year, and with it came the excitement of a fresh start and new possibilities. So, even as an adult I carry the newness of August within me. Wanting to purchase a new calendar, notebook, and most of all I want to re-new my entire wardrobe, and sometimes even my identity. Or maybe it’s not so much about renewing oneself, but more so about coming home to oneself. It’s funny, but the older I get the more I become her; my childlike, creative self who always appreciates the beauty around her. The one who loves to create from the heart, not caring what others might think of her. She just is. So, whenever August arrives I let her come forth a little more; I let her shine and take up space – cause she deserves it. Still, with this being said, any day is a good day to allow your truest self …

A gentle pause before fall

August. In-between weeks when summer slowly transforming into fall. She is certainly still lingering in the air, hot and humid. However, to the attentive ear, subtle whispers of fall can already be heard. Still, I want to savor every last drop of summer. I want to fully appreciate her, without thinking about fall or what’s ahead. I just want to be present, here and now, with summer, while she’s still by my side. We humans have a habit to live in the future, rather than truly appreciate where we are right now. Always striving forward, checking off to-do-lists, wanting more. Never fully satisfied with what is in front of the eye, right now. Where are you rushing? And then, suddenly, fall arrives – and I will be reminded of how I neglected summer. By then it’s too late. Too late for that evening swim, the strawberry ice cream dripping down my skirt, the bright golden mornings. There is till time to savor her; to soak in her beauty and the quiet magic of late summer …

The Power of Living from Wholeness

There comes a moment in life when you will stop entertaining the unnecessary ; the things, people, or experiences that once felt necessary for you to feel worthy. Instead, you’ll learn to come home to yourself. There’s no begging to be chosen. You choose yourself. And from that place of completeness, life begins to meet you differently. You are not chasing. You are attracting. There’s no room for unnecessary drama. You are in alignment, simply being. When you’re rooted in your own self-worth— not the “only if I achieve this or look like that” kind—but the deep knowing that you’re already enough—your entire energy changes. You speak differently. Exist differently.Work, love, create, and relate from a place of wholeness. How does this play out?In your relationships, you no longer over-give just to be kept. You no longer perform just to feel validated or desired. You honor your boundaries to keep your soul safe. You let your value speak through your energy and presence. You trust your own rhythm and timeline. You let inspiration find you instead …