Roar in the Afterglow

Solo-travel and exploring on your own often seems to be something that is considered too big of  an hurdle, an  uncomfortable area we would rather avoid. As wolves we are more comfortable in a pack. I used to think like this myself. The thing is however, that we often (as singles in a busy world) find ourselves alone when we would have the time for an adventure. Schedules do not fit.  - Then there are of-course the differences in interests as well, and as being without a partner no one is  "obligated" (please take with sarcasm :D) to go with you on your holiday to extraordinary locations and events.  But hey, that being said; - what a perfect time for you to do exactly what you always dreamed of ! All I want to say is go for it.   Do not sit around waiting for "maybe another time" due to the fear, and I am not talking about the fear of being scared that something might happen on the way (that does not seem to be the first thing that pop...

For a long time I wanted to write a post about all the strong girls- women I look up too, that inspire me to push forward through each and every hurdle. Yesterday as I arrived to my little holiday here in St Ives I met this inspiring woman , she is doing a break for the mind and heart trip, just like me. Many years ago she left the same situation as I once did. She knows about the happiness that lies within finding yourself again. But this post is not just for the women who went through that kind of awakening pain, this is for each and every one of you who stand me close, for those who open my eyes for a new day. I look up to you for never giving up, as much as it is a battle, it is also about allowing yourself rest seeing the strength that comes in taking a break, Rethink Recharge Re-love, You A setback can be the thing that pushes you through, towards something better, something new. Thank you for crying Thank you for smiling Thank you for dealing with the pain Thank you for k...

A group of kids were gathered at a camp, they did not know each-other from before. Different cultures, different backgrounds, each with their own struggles and needs. Thurbans, grime lovers, west to middle east, a wheelchair and the sharing of some polish sweets. There for each-other when struggling with words, A lways making sure that inclusion came first. No one was left aside, As they departed, the biggest boy cried. A last circle of words of kindness, nobody really wanted to leave Welcome to London, it is one united team. #teamjackman

Ever felt like you try so hard to manage all of it and almost end up crashing ? I had a tough week But do not worry, like always there is a sun and clarity behind every  cloud (my cloud being tiredness)  While still having a slight cold on Wednesday  (after a lovely friendly all day outdoor date on Sunday) I was con tacted by  the  head office  for the youth organisation I worked for last summer regarding   whether  I would be interested in doing an ad hoc week at a day camp supporting a young blind girl in a wheelchair, a caring and inspirational girl if I may add. I had taken the next weeks off from the day support center for holiday and possible camp work.  I knew that my evening pub work was going to make it tough, but they managed to talk me around and I agreed to start at the camp the next day. I had an interesting first day with much to catch up on in a short period of time. After 1 h 30 min travel and 9 hou...

So my phone is buzzing, to tell me that Radish, Volvic , Matthew and some bloke from Newham have viewed my profile, yuppiee. I have recently decided to get back in the game. Just to make sure I do not end up an old maid..or whatever society norms seem to be afraid off.  This modern dating with so called match making apps is a strange world.. When looking for your match...;  -* Swiping and swiping of pictures of shirtless guys in gyms.. (hint; does not impress me at all), Oh you like Puppies, and you just happen to have 5 pictures with the same one, aww how cute. Let me marry you since you like dogs too.. Duck face- skip, waxed eyebrows- skip, posing infront of luxury cars -skip.. Oh you happened to just wake up.. and that is what you look like.. in bed..naked... and hey there is your pillow.. uugh, might need a change of sheets...but he does travel... aaaaand wait for it....; yes it is an unusual find, but he is here - the real life Fifty Shades of Grey man. Yes he wants...

We laughed like we did before. We danced around with no rhythm or direction, or not at least the kind you could see, but it was there in a nostalgic understanding that can not be described by the movement in our feet. It was a girls night out; they used to happen on occasion and sometimes more often then it should have. In the past years we grew up, moved apart, we lost contact here and there, our own so called planned lives took the upper hand. But here we where with our smiles and jokes, gathered from near and far, it was like at that moment nothing had changed at all. There were things we knew, had learned through life and growth, and all those things make you grateful to have a night like this that is not lost.. A night where we no longer cared how we came across, looks do not matter, it is how you are feeling that matters the most. All the things we carried; stumbling, worry, love, lifes direction, and all those parts that still felt so blurry, co...