Tag: backpackerlife

H o m e

I used to think of home as a physical place — until life took its course laughing at my so-well-made plans and habits. My parents passed away, my brother and I left, the building was sold. Maybe because my nature has always been the one of a wanderer, I kind of learned to call myself ‘my own home.’ I say…

Embracing the creative life – part I

I’m 34 and I spent about 30 years sabotaging my (writing) life. For a very long time, I thought I wanted to live the same life of my parents. A stable job in one place, a house with a mortgage, a life partner, kids to perpetuate the generation. I wrote my first poem when I could barely grab a pen.…

Greece – Hikes in Santorini

I’ll be honest – Santorini was a surprise. I ended up there (almost) by chance. I found a cheap connection to Sicily after a month in Crete, but before booking the flight I was a bit hesitant. Would it be too expensive for my standards? Too touristy and maybe overcrowded? Its popularity spreads in fact certainly further than the Cyclades group…

Since I have been living my way

Every day is truly a new day. There is a recycling of energies and ideas and colors that give me life. I feel I am finally holding the right brush to paint my days just as I want them to be. Since I left Holland and a permanent job, as weird as it may sound, I have been working a…

How I lose my ego

I help out. I smile while I shift the focus from me to the one who is next to me. I want to climb down from the stage where my parents put me when I was born. I am not the only one populating this planet and I am as worthy as anyone else of love, compassion and understanding. Volunteering…