That’s what I named you on January 1st as I watched the golden sunset over the snowy peaks. That was my word. I felt called to bring some sacredness into my daily life. To see the beauty in the ordinary. To feel a sense of extraordinary with this life of mine.
When I reflect and look at my monthly moments, a page in my planner where I write all the magical moments, I see a lot of gezellig/ cosy times and some comfort zone crushing moments. I’ve also looked at my instagram to see my year in pictures and captions which is pretty cool. Bringing a lot of memories and defining moments back to life. My journal is also where I write my highs and lows, my healing and breakthroughs, my wild-hearted days, lessons and fears, my dreams and intentions. It’s where I connect the dots, when I see what I manifested.
Reflecting on the year is something really essential for my growth, for me to expand and bring more of my heart’s desires to life. Looking back on the challenges, the lessons, the accomplishments and the moments that will make the final cut in my life movie. It’s so easy to forget all those moments as we rush into the new year and write down our resolutions or goals for the new year, but if you pause for a moment and reflect on what unfolded for you on those 365 days, you will find moments when you were brave, when you showed up for yourself, for others. When you made it through darker times and found an inner strength within you.
Taking time to look back at all the moments that made your heart sing, that brought you on a high or on you knees, the connections and growth you’ve been through. But also the mistakes, the lessons, the darker days. Cherish those moments by remembering them and by learning from them.
What challenges did you go through?
What did you accomplish that makes you proud?
What were your favourite days? Can you see a common theme that keeps coming up?
Use this as a clue to bring more of those days into your life.
I started the year with a few epic snowy adventures. Escaping the grey city for snowy peaks and blue skies.
I’ve taught yoga to school kids. Not my usual crowd.
I expanded my comfort zone quite a few times. Creating my first online program with my friend Jawan. I realized that I work best with deadlines and accountability.
I’ve jumped on a plane to London, listening to my intuition, to meet and learn from some pretty amazing and inspiring biz ladies. Some I’ve been following for years that were also on my vision board. Those connections get me on a high. These ladies have inspired me immensely as I dived deeper into growing my business.
I’ve been interviewed on my first ever podcast. So ecstatic for this one. It’s coming in January. So excited!
I’ve found a wild adventurer soul with who I get to share magical moments with.
It’s also the year my dog, my little Beeboop and bestie joined the sky to chase the stars. I miss her so much. I’ve been feeling her presence and love so strongly since I’ve been in the mountains. Her spirit lives on as she’s with me playing in the snow or next to me as I write these words.
My two koalas, niece and nephew, have been bringing me all the joy and love. My heart is always singing when I am playing with these two wild ones. Being a crazy auntie is just the best thing. Nothing warms my heart more than hearing my nephew say Auntie.
I surfed the wild and cold waves of the Atlantic. Healing ocean. Always. I’ve been reunited with my yoga bubble roomie, Emily, in the streets of Lisbon on a summer day. It’s one of the best feeling, being reunited with soulful friends. I’ve also had some great friends visiting and wonderful surprise catch ups- from Montreal to Jakarta and D’Jamena.
I’ve been surrounded by inspiring, compassionate and loving old and new friends that lift me higher.
I’ve done a lot of healing. Sometimes happening unexpectedly through conversation with friends followed by big tears, others times through journaling, acupuncture, energy healing, on the yoga mat or by having the vulnerable conversations. Releasing the old blocks, the parts of me that no longer matched my vibe.
I’ve done a lot of reading. From entrepreneurship to menstrual cycle and emotions. Books are great to gain knowledge but you still need to take action to see results.
I’ve embraced the seasons. I spent my winter on my snowboard, cosy being creative and following my curiosity, my spring blooming with projects, showing up, learning and creating content. My summer was when I met my boyfriend and made new friends, for wild-hearted adventures and travels. My autumn brought the fire back with creativity, projects and facing some fears but taking action anyway. My winter brought me within, a lot of healing old patterns and limiting beliefs that I’ve been carrying for way too long. It also brought all the cosiness of the festive season.
So Seventeen, yes you’ve been sacred. But looking back, I would add growth and connection. You’ve been a soft kiss on the cheek and a warm hug.
I am currently in the snowy mountains and I love those days between Christmas and New Year’s Eve, when the days seem to slow down and everything gets quiet. One of my favourite ritual is diving into “Unravelling” a workbook created by Susannah Conway, wrapping up the year and dreaming the next one between snowy adventures.
Wild eighteen. You’re almost there. There’s something fresh about a new year that comes from a collective hope. I am ready to open my wings and fly. To be consistent with my inspired actions. It’s about time to soar.
Soar. Yes. You are my eighteen word.
What about you?
How would you describe your year?
Have you found a word for 2018 yet?
Sending you much love wherever you are.
I am an October girl at heart.
October brings this very unique golden light, deep blue autumn skies and warm sunshine days to soak in before the colder days arrive. The trees are in festive mode, giving us a firework of colours before they transform for winter. It is my favourite time of the year and those golden days are sacred. I have this strong connection to Autumn.
I am an October girl at heart after all.
I turn 35 today. Another trip around the sun. Birthdays bring me into celebration and reflective mode. Looking back on 34 and my thirties. Always with a deep joy and gratitude for the magnificence of being alive.
It feels like a big number. I’m not exactly where I thought I would be. Does that place even exist anyway? Was that even a dream of mine or society’s? Not even sure what it looked like anymore but a vague image. I thought I’d be an adult by now. Still not feeling like one. But maybe no one ever really feels like one? There are still a lot of things I want to achieve, ideas and projects I want to bring to life. Places to explore. Moments to live. Adventures to create.
But no matter what the outside stuff looks like, I can’t help but feel this deep gratitude for life. I am here. Alive. Vibrant. Healthy. I am free. I am surrounded by my loved ones and friends and am pursuing my dreams. I am the crazy auntie to my two koalas, niece and nephew, that I love with all my heart. I wanted more freedom and went for my dream. I get excited about life’s adventures and taking the road less traveled. I embrace the messiness. Rebels run in my blood. I have no clue where I’ll be in a year and it’s pretty exciting. I go sometimes from moments of excitement and moments of panic and that is ok. It’s just the rollercoaster and privilege of living on this planet. Even though sometimes life can feel slow and like I haven’t achieved much. I also feel a deep joy to be in this body, living this life.
I know that the one thing I want to do well in this life is Love. Give love. Receive love. To myself, my family and friends, to my past and current loves, to the people who crossed my path somewhere along the way and to the other humans sharing this planet at the same time as me.
Living in the present moment with a deep trust that things will always turn out well as I have my own back.
I have done lot of work on myself, to discover who I am what I am made of. Stardust, right? I will always be a student of life. Learning, growing, expanding. In relationships, business, friendships, love and within me. I have loved my thirties so far. Looking back I realise how much expansion and growth happened in the past six years. How I created the space to become the person I am today.
My twenties were a lot about exploration, fun, living in the moment, discovering love and the world but also including heartbreaks, despair and total confusion. I’ve been so far lost that I can barely remember that 26 year old me. My 35 year old me would tell her to breathe, to keep feeling all the feels, that nothing ever stays the same, that the deep pain she is feeling right now is creating the ground for her dreams to take shape and coming to life. That the light always comes back. And that you need darkness to see the stars. This pain of heartbreak, of not fitting in, lacking direction, purpose and confidence built the ground for my wildest dream to take shape. Those years planted the seeds that started growing and showing signs of life at 29.
So much has changed since those years. It feels so distant, so foreign. I’ve learned to love myself unconditionally. I am whole. I am my wildest adventure. I am ok not fitting in. I no longer seek validation outside of myself. I soak in the freedom and love I created for myself.
35 feels like a big number but at the same time I feel my spirit is younger than ever. Maybe because there’s a lightness that comes with being aligned with my soul.
I am also seeking a deeper truth. About life. About myself. Realising my worth is not linked to my bank account, my achievements, if I have a partner by my side or not, if I become a mother or not. I am not the likes on my social media. I am not what people think of me. I am not my thoughts. Just being me is enough.
There is no perfect time. No time when I’ll feel totally ready for the next step. I just need to bring trust to the equation. A deep expanding trust for life and keep showing up as I follow my heart.
I am seeking depths. Who am I? What is my essence? How can I contribute to the world to make it a better place, a more loving one?
What part of my story can I let go? What stories have I been telling myself for years that have never been true or are no longer aligned with the way I want to live my life?
I am still learning to navigate the ups and downs of life. One wave after another, getting wiser. Staying present. Bringing intuition and my heart wide open on this journey. Because the whole reason of being here is to learn to live with an open heart I believe.
I am kickstarting 35 surrounded by people I love, with projects that bring all the excitement and fear up but also the bold and fierce lion within me, knowing I’ve got this.
I am excited and filled with joy at the million possibilities that is just around the corner. I get to create the life I want. Sometimes it feels like I’m just realising this, and some days it feels like it’s something I’ve always followed and cultivated. I am enough. I can take a deep breathe in. Full of gratitude. Exhaling with contentment.
How golden is this life?
As I walked to the yoga shala, barefoot, in the midst of rice fields I could feel the hot humid day on my skin, surrounded by lush greens and a volcano in the background, on a late balinese afternoon. I was about to take a private dancing healing session and felt a bit nervous not knowing exactly what to expect. I had taken dance classes in the past- african and salsa mainly or dancing in clubs during my twenties. This time, I was alone with this wonderful intuitive dance teacher about to experience something quite different and powerful, that would change my perception of my body.
I didn’t quite realise the full power of my own body until this moment. Not so much in its strength, but in the capacity of holding and releasing my stories.
I had booked a private session with her as I could feel strong emotions coming to the surface while dancing with the group the previous day- in between yoga classes and anatomy lessons, we were offered a dancing movement class. Using movement as therapy. In that moment, I realised how much emotions and past stories are stored inside the body. We’re so used to hold on to feelings of discomfort, sadness, hurt, anger, worries, unspoken words. Trapped energy. We store them so well, deep down that we manage to live without too much attention. Not being fully present within our bodies. Not always listening to our bodies.
Through the dancing and meditation that day, I released parts of me that were scared to be expressed. I took space. I realised some of my blockages. I shed tears. Freeing my body so I could let my heart expand.
I was letting my body flow and move freely.
In a world where so much attention is put on our brains, thoughts, we tend to forget the power our bodies hold. The subtle parts of our bodies.
Sometimes all the heart crave is movement and restoring this deep connection within ourselves.
To come back home. To sensations. To feelings. To find our wild. This deep feeling of expansion where we get to experience a special kind of freedom. To celebrate life.
It happened again this summer as I experienced a moving meditation while in Portugal. Shaking my body, dancing to the music, eyes closed. Feeling this expansion within my chest, taking up space, tuning inwards. After some time, I was in my own bubble. Tuning in to all my senses. The openess of my body, the peace, the connection between my body, heart and soul. When you prepare your body, by moving, losing yourself with movements, it opens up this energy that allows a sort of high vibe, prana- life force energy. When you open up to receive; messages, thoughts, images, visions, sensations, a strong knowing or intuition can flow through you.
What you can experience though dancing and meditation:
+ Free expression through movement
+ Releasing tension and stress
+ A sense of joy, relief, calm, peace, freedom, aliveness, connection
+ Increase energy
+ So much more
If you want to experience a deeper connection with your body and soul, I am hosting a wild-hearted dancing session on Saturday 16th, at 10.30am, at Cabinet 22, in old town Geneva.
Still some spots left, sign up by email: firstname.lastname@example.org or FB message.
Connected. Aligned. Creative. Flow.