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Regeneration: Health, Land, and Life in Portugal

Regeneration: Health, Land, and Life in Portugal

A New Chapter: Life in Portugal Now, when I wake up I can see an olive tree from my bed. There is a stone wall behind it, and plenty of grass around. A well-manicured garden wouldn't have those "weeds," but I am just so glad they are there. Not so long ago, all this...

Back to Writing: Same Voice, Fewer Typos

Back to Writing: Same Voice, Fewer Typos

I stopped writing due to spelling and grammar mistakes in my posts. Now, with AI as a proofreading partner – but not a content creator – I’m ready to write again, keeping my authentic voice while ensuring better readability.

Lights

Lights

LightsWe had guests visiting a few days ago, and I was recommended to write here again. I have a site where I have started sharing our family adventure into the permaculture world, and the little I write is there.  Still, here it is. Today marks the start of the cold...

Jellyfish Stings

Jellyfish Stings

Was this another moment where I was about to go through something awfully unpleasant, but then get through it?

Spinning

Spinning

This is all very new, so the research, while growing, is still not robust and widely spread. This is also very old, so it ends up aligning with the wisdom of our elders: sleep well, eat well, move well.

Portugal

Portugal

Living in a pandemic was not only locking us at home, we were actually locking ourselves away from Nature, movement, connection.

An update – it has been a while

An update – it has been a while

When I saw that what I had been sharing was incoherent, shallow and often sprinkled with typos, was disappointing. Between a lack of energy and a lack of time, the writing got sloppy. You deserve better. Thus, I decided to pause for a while.

Intimacy

Intimacy

and suddenly we clash, as if wanting to hit our chests like a gorilla and, out of pride, yell “back off”, “this is my space”.

The ex

The ex

The crappy butterflies, the pink walls, the ugly lamps, the obnoxious painting, the broken kitchenware, the tacky cat sticker and cheesy flower pots. I hate them all. They all scream at me and tell me I'm just a guest, a passenger passing by. A temporary shadow in a...

Wasted days

Wasted days

Wasted days “Where are you going today?” I remember shrieking whenever my dad asked me this while I was growing up. This would often happen when I would spend a bit more time at home. He wanted to make sure I was living my life to the fullest, that I was getting out...

You will never be the same

What caught me by surprise was the more subtle changes, the little polishing here and there, the little wearing from day to day.

Firm Feet

Firm Feet

After trying a few exercises, I was able to make a deep squat for a few seconds – for the first time in my life.

A letter to teachers

A letter to teachers

A teacher is an adult, a role model. And there are often not that many in a kids life, particularly adults that they look up to and trust.

Table for one

Table for one

Fast forward and I am now completely in love with my husband and son. What I felt at the time, though, was real and sincere. My husband just changed my whole world and life upside down.

Notes for life

Notes for life

I wish I had told her how her work had a rippling effect not only throughout my life but also my son’s. Now I can only hope she found something else, maybe even better. Most of all, I hope she kept bringing music to children’s souls.

Beauty and Integrity

Beauty and Integrity

There’s no beauty without Integrity. Find training notes on Pilates exercises to improve your health, posture and wellbeing: Physically and Emotionally.