If you dare to climb the train line that feeds North-West of Delhi, close to the Pakistan border, you will come across a city called ‘Amritsar’. The dusty roads and beaten walls are nothing special in the presence of your soul, and as you walk through this city when you first arrive, you may wonder … More Something Holy
I recently flew back to my home town in Sydney for a 12-day-stint of suprises, cold-pressed juices, and warm winter soups. Seeing as my whole family is split over several states of Australia, I decided that I would tell my mum and my sister that I was returning home, so as they could make the … More Dear Mum..
When we leave our homes to escape to a more imminent and exciting world, we feel that we will never be ready to return back to our former lives. We say good bye to the lives we once led and swear that this trip will strike something in us so vital, it will cut straight … More The Comfort of Tea
I recently bid farewell to the land of spicy vegetarian curries, and wound up in a world of meat and noodles. I was told that for a vegetarian (or vegan) traveling Vietnam, finding a meal without meat could be difficult. The soups are made of boiling meat, the meat is placed upon each plate without … More The Eat’s – Hanoi, Vietnam
“I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love. I felt in myself a super-abundance of energy which found no outlet in our quiet life.” Leo Tolstoy “Not once you cross the ocean and cut yourself loose, looking for something … More Trekking Himalaya; a Walk in the Woods
Om Namah Shivaya – “I bow to Shiva. Shiva whom is the consciousness that dwells in all, to the supreme reality, the inner true self.” As the old saying goes; “All good things must come to an end”. But as I wave good bye to the past alluring month of my life in Rishikesh, I … More Om Namah Shivaya
If you’re Isreali read this with dry humour and acceptance. I’m standing outside a small convenience store whilst my boyfriend purchases water. The road is dusty and chaotic, filled with foreigners left over from the Holi festival who have yet to move on from Pushkars enchanting bubble. To the left of me are 3 kebab … More The Israeli Epidemic
“It’s a place for people to come and stay, and feel like they belong… On the outside its an ashram, on the inside its a hotel.” – Shannon Wolf As I sit here on the couch of my westernised but “culturally Indian” Ashram I think about what my expectations were before I walked into the … More My (Shitty) Ashram Experience
“Let’s talk about your bowel movements for a moment.” When one arrives in India, a fine line is appropriately drawn, quite quickly, between how to decide when it is at certain points of the day that you need to start searching the streets for a toilet with time to spare, and when it is that … More So… How are your bowels?
So I am currently having a major dilemma in my life. The same dilemma that happens at least once a year, I mindfully start to feel it sneaking in. I differ it for as long as I can, I hold back speaking aloud of the issue, though in my head I am screaming; “YOU CANNOT … More A Mis-Understood World of how to cut Curls