Can I blame the moon or daylight savings or something because my rhythm is completely out of whack. Wide awake till late, gone for a few...

Late morning musings Patti Smith shirt Book of Days Sunshine balcony Bare feet Black coffee Grateful Dead Dreaming of New York in The...

I recently read a book about the life of Alexander McQueen. When the writer talks about the fashion designers death (he comitted suicide...

Do you believe in coincidences? Or do you see the signs and realise it’s synchronicity? Things feel like they are meant to be, like they...

And just like that, I'm back in Bangkok. A place that will forever be filled with memories of love, shabby hostel rooms, lots of...

Last night I saw Helado Negro performing his sweet tunes pouring them like warm oil in my ears I closed my eyes without thinking I was...

Is it the lack of structure in my life or can I still blame the jetlag? I’ve been rising early, seeing all hours of the morning, catching...

Have you been feeding all your different yous? I often struggle with the diversity of characters that make me who I am. Nearly too many...

I want to dance ceaselessly barefooted and poured with wine from a bottomless glass I want to move to Poppy Ajudha’s voice sway away...

Today I bring an ode to impulsivity. The act, without the thought of what the result might be. As long as everything is fun and no one...

Today a stranger wrote a poem for me. I was strolling around the neighbourhood, where a huge flea market was flooding the streets with...

Two weeks ago I saw a concert that moved my heart outside of my body. Music, poetry, theatre doing things to me I couldn’t quite handle....

While working in a big soap factory, I had happy days and useless ones. You're at home writing, walking in the park, doing yoga, meeting...

When you work for a gazillion dollar company as a seasonal employee, you might walk into the warehouse one day and before you have time...

I'm back where it all started four years ago. On the edge of Australian dreams and reality. One last week of Brussels itching my skin...

Pina spoke the words I so longed to hear. Like stillness craving movement for centuries. Now the time has come to set the body free....