Good Luck!

I love my daughter's insane sense of humor. 

We went to an amusement park and were so excited to get on a particular rollercoaster. We queued up, and when it was finally our turn, the ride began and ended so quickly that we were like, "That's it!?", because it wasn’t thrilling at all. 

As we got off the ride, she waved at the crowd still waiting in line and shouted, "Good luck for nothing!"

Home

Living abroad transforms you. New experiences, new values, new expectations of connection, while perhaps, the others back home continue in their familiar rhythm. Sometimes, we may not know how to meet each other where each of us are anymore.

Why do we travel back home? Is it a sense of obligation? Longing? Hope? Guilt? Tradition? Most often, we return to places for the purpose of grounding. But what if it doesn't anymore? Maybe it isn't about the place after all. Maybe it's the people. Maybe it's simply where the hearts meet.

While life moves forward, the meaning of 'home' is something that we often forget to think about. Where is that home for you? Maybe, home is just yourself, in your own body, in your quiet, soaked in gratitude, patting yourself gently, nourishing your own soul with love - from you to you. 💖

Strange Encounters

I was at the airport, flying from London back to Lausanne, already in the boarding area. It had been a long day, and all I wanted was to sit down. The whole area was packed, except for one empty seat I spotted. I rushed toward it, only to bump into another woman heading for the same spot. We looked at each other. Normally, my instinct would be to offer her the seat and be the bigger person. But instead, I said to her with a smile,

"Let's do rock-paper-scissors."

She stared at me with confusion, and surprisingly went for it.

"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

Two adults, playing a children's game in the middle of a crowded airport.

I lost.

We both laughed. She sat. I ended up standing next to her while waiting to board.

I'm pretty sure she'll remember this moment forever, because I know I will. It was pure, unexpected joy.

Kindness Always

The world is a better place 

because there remains a group of us 

who hold on to our belief 

that kindness is the only way 

through the ups and downs 

and ins and outs

of life that can be hard and miserable 

but also funny and glorious 

because when your eyes are kind 

and your heart is kind 

you see life with understanding 

and compassion and tolerance 

you brush off the small annoyances 

and say goodbye to big disturbances 

by simply saying 

"sorry, I don't wanna be here" 

then walk away with a smile and carry on

Feelings

What fuels your work? For me, it's my feelings. When I feel happy, I feel like celebrating by making something amazing. When I feel sad, I make something silly so it can cheer me up. When I feel lost, I let myself get lost in the creation of something new. When I feel angry, I channel my anger into something calming, which is again, work. I guess, my work is my sanctuary, my playground, my therapy. I love designing and making things, and everything just stems from whatever feeling is inside me at that moment. 

Hello, Feelings.

Ten steps forward, eight steps back. For every progress I make, I get drawn back again. I spiral. But not that much this time. I wonder what it takes for me to not get affected at all. These triggers, they just come through the simplest forms. Through a small gesture. Through a simple line uttered. It hurts. But I am more aware now.

You and Me?

If this world were mine, everyone would be given equal opportunities.

If this world were mine, everyone would be kind and caring, loving and understanding.

If this world were mine, everyone would be allowed to choose.

If this world were mine, a smile would instantly change a bad person into good, just like that.

If this world were mine, love would be the answer to everything.

But this world is not mine. In fact, it's ours. So perhaps we can make it happen together.

Light

I am warm,

like a sunshine. 

Let me soak you in golden light, 

because I can.

Because I am.

Ssshhh.

I am kind. I am enough. To the voices in my head that demand me to be more, more, more, I will not listen to. Not anymore.

Hhmm

It's been a rather strange feeling this first 2 weeks of 2025. Somebody said some pretty mean things to me just on the last day of 2024, and the feeling has been lingering ever since. I am not one who gets easily bothered by externalities as such, but this time it went pretty deep into my heart. Some people will just never change. Their mean behaviour, no matter how much you fight it with kindness, will remain mean, or become even more. This time, I chose to still be kind, but to myself. I chose to leave.