The Ebb and Flow

I’ve always been equally fascinated, in love with, and terrified by the ocean. It holds a deep power that operates regardless of whether you are in or around it, what you think of it, or whatever you want to happen. It’s cavernous darkness really freaks me out – there’s so much mysterious crap under the…

One rant, two festivals, three countries.

People have asked me how the transition was coming to Europe after my 6 month stint in Southeast Asia: is it a big adjustment? How’s the jet lag? Are you culture shocked? And honestly even though the two regions are wildly different, flying into Germany just felt like I was coming home. Stepping out of…

Syllabic Sets (Haikus)

Eggs and toast I like, piggy bacon makes me cry. Mornings: a hard time. Princess high on her throne does not want to know the truth: love, pain, death, and the rest. She with eyes of gold, twenty-four karat soul that glows when you hold her. She wears a smile, so her eyes must tell…

Testing Mortality in the Name of Tattoos

I’ve been thinking a lot about privilege in the last weeks (who am I kidding, for the last years), and how easy it is for me to roam around the world and “find myself” while other people from places like the Philippines are not as free to travel. They have families to provide for and…

The Curse and Sigh

Fuck it. What to say I’ll just curse at the page. It’s blank canvas glaring back at me with that pale complexion. Dark lines and creases etched by empty words and tight smiles. What is there to communicate, consider or reiterate. All I think about is the dark cloud that hangs above my mother’s house….

Cultural, or just weird?

The Vietnamese are probably some of the loveliest humans I’ve met in my years of travelling. I mentioned in my previous post how kind and helpful the Vietnamese can be, but I didn’t really understand how deep that kindness is rooted. I think I am really fortunate to experience a community in Hanoi that is…

Ho Chi Minh to Hanoi

  To say that driving into Hanoi to start my English teaching job after 3 weeks of meandering through tiny, rural mountain villages, and coastal towns was jarring would be an understatement. Although escaping Ho Chi Minh had prepared me for the insanity of city traffic, the omnipresent layer of smog on the horizon, incessant honking,…

Patiently and Persistently

This is how you must work when doing a Vipassana course. This is because when you start learning the meditation technique, it’s hard… most of the time. Let me paint you a picture. It’s 4am, approximately 5 hours since you finally managed to stop tossing around on your wooden cot and fall asleep. You drag…