I’m wearing my peignoir so it’s official: autumn has arrived in Valencia. Not for long though, tomorrow calls for beach time again with...

I have absolutely no excuses. I came home to Valencia nearly two weeks ago and am still landing. If I wasn’t such an unpacking freak my...

Outside the city is taking a long tropical shower. Like a voyeur I’m sipping my coffee inside, all fluffy in my peignoir. Windows open...

On this sweet June day, a poem inspired by my recent trip to Lanzarote. Famara Skin crisp as that time we drove down winding roads...

Lanzarote contains a certain magic that was so easy to grasp while roaming the island, yet the words evaporate from my pen as soon as I...

My cycle app does this new thing I’m not a fan of. As soon as I click open the app, all of a sudden it states in big red letters: "Your...

The Camino Primitivo? You? It’s hard, really hard! I don’t think you’ll make it. I hope you are prepared. It’s so hard! Are you sure...

I don’t know if it was the mosquito or my anxiety waking me up before 6. I pushed my earplugs deeper in my earholes but the mozzie was so...

Spring has sprung, baby! Well, Valencia is more in a summer mood but I'm talking the start of something... Fresh! The city is drenched in...

If - like me - you are one of those nostalgic souls who easily catch a bad case of the winter blues, today could be especially gloomy....

For nearly ten years we’ve been following this tradition now, my Brussels friends and I. We rent a house somewhere in the south of...

It’s been a while, I know I know. I’ve been hiding in the mountains for the past few weeks. Somewhere near Granada, in a tiny town called...

Certain things run through your life like a red thread. Connecting dots of past, present and future in a way you never thought possible....

I'm a Memory Lane kinda girl and I love nothing more than to browse through old journals. I recently found this gem of a scribbling I...

As soon as I knew I was moving to Spain, I had one mission in mind: to go to Nowhere. Even though this festival has been on my burning...

About a month ago I gifted myself an online workshop by the fabulous Jenny Keane named Period Power. I’ve been bleeding for twenty years...

She is a wild one No body knows Where nature ends and She starts Petals unfolding into A hurricane Skin shimmering in the moonlight Soft...

After weeks of vacationing in the sunny rays of Valencian deliciousness, it was time for something a little different. I had been...

Saturdays like Saturdays should be clouds of rain linger turn the garden into mist where the ocean used to be is a long queue of fog, one...

After the retreat I soaked in a warm bath of friendship and saying YES to every possible event happening in this fresh start of NZ...