The beets are burning. There’s a fire in my heart.

I’m stringing along a river of code…If/Else if/Else..If..If.. The infinite loop breaks my paddle forward until my wooden boat is circling above a sleeping trout. I hope he notices. The fish is stirred by my current of affection and wriggles out of his cave in lazy surrender. The rainbows fused into his scales puff upContinue reading “The beets are burning. There’s a fire in my heart.”

Wild Divine Woman

Happy International Women’s Day to anyone who needs to hear it. As a woman who buys button down shirts from the men’s section in thrift stores, who barely understands make-up and who has therefore only ever experienced a crumbling sense of self after applying an unconvincing layer of foundation over my freckles, I tend toContinue reading “Wild Divine Woman”

Three Decades Strong (& Vulnerable)

Thirty. A year to wash my hands, pronounce myself clean, and finally – get on with living. Enter: vulnerability. Always never feeling adequate. Do the doves feel this? I wish I knew. I didn’t know much about turning thirty before I did. Life does surprise. At 29, one of my single greatest self-discoveries occurred whileContinue reading “Three Decades Strong (& Vulnerable)”

At the Edge of the World

Pouring cappuccinos, investing in fitness routines, quiet moments observing the ocean from my apartment windows, flowers. The fragile moments of security ballooning around the free flowing movements of uncertainty. The latex knot is tied but the pressure is almost unbearable to contain. I am in the market for faith. I searched for her at farmers’Continue reading “At the Edge of the World”

Coral is My Favourite Colour

Last Monday, I slung on the broad straps of my tote bag and slipped my bare toes into the welcoming cork beds of strappy Birkenstock sandals. Mid-morning slid into its 10:30am time slot and I was determined to relieve my busy thoughts with a panoramic view of the Coral Sea. Never before Australia did IContinue reading “Coral is My Favourite Colour”

Petals of a Flower

Young girl in pink- Come straight to shore. The current ripped,beat, sweltered, and tore us apart. A life long will of Itch, ache, reaction, and contraction before retreating back into my shell. I am not so hollow anymore. The entire earth is my word. Hold me firm,break my crust but please, spare my trust. TheContinue reading “Petals of a Flower”

Blue for Katoomba (Pt. III)

The Risk / Throughout life, your path will lead you down roads peppered with hidden risks and rewards. And although you may choose the direction in which your road winds, are you truly ever capable of plotting out your best days ever? Sometimes, our happiest moments arise when we have surrendered complete control of plansContinue reading “Blue for Katoomba (Pt. III)”

New Orleans / Australia (Pt. II)

Fired (Up) I absolutely resonate with the phrase “fly by the seat of your pants.” Not necessarily because I have ever piloted a plane in which I had to literally feel the g-forces of the aircraft resonating through my butt cheeks in order to steer us to safety, but because most of my new beginningsContinue reading “New Orleans / Australia (Pt. II)”

Australia: The Absolute Beginning (Pt. I)

Israel / Palestine I never knew I wanted to live abroad until I did. I was 11 years old when I boarded my first flight overseas despite never having set foot in an airplane before. The concept of land borders was still a foreign (haha) concept for my brain to grapple with at that ageContinue reading “Australia: The Absolute Beginning (Pt. I)”