Tales From The Gyp

Audio available ⬆️⬆️⬆️ I originally wrote this just before I left Australia, where, despite what my heart said, peers, strangers, coworkers and eventually the police heard my experiences and pushed for me to leave a dangerous situation. I was far away from any friends or family and to leave the person I had loved, regardless of their actions and words was extremely brutal for me. It felt like a fo...

Audio available 🌹 ~ ⬆️⬆️⬆️ I sat awake thinking of love. I felt as if I was sitting back in the Temple of the Moon, this exact time last year in Cusco, Peru. There was the same familiar feeling of embodying, once again, this huge, immense, universal grief for women and towards love. The grief could feel like a burden, but I suppose I simultaneously embody what a gift it is to sit with the glory o...

It has been a few hours since I filmed this episode, you do not necessarily need to listen/watch as I will highlight below :) you can also listen to the audio here on Spotify. I spoke about my early start at 4:45am. There is nothing quite like waking up under a blanket of stars and remembering we are all floating on a rock in space. I needed that pre dawn cosmic reminder. It shifted my mind into g...

Hello Beautiful People! I spend a lot of time alone and often don’t share the intricacies of my day to day life with others. I feel like Instagram only offers snippets. Aesthetically pleasing photographs with generic captions. Social media definitely tends to assist in the loss of attention spans. However, I understand not everyone has the time to watch or listen to someone yap on about life. I ha...

Lets talk LOVE… No Limerance. I had a lot on my mind this morning. Or heart, perhaps. I don’t know what triggered the thought, although it seems to be residing in the atmosphere of my mind in one way, shape or the other. It played a role in my life, at one point. I filmed this and so many words came through. I thought I could edit it, cut some parts out. I re listened and went, wait, no! I didn’t...

The afternoon of the Full moon brought with it this hazy yet glassy softness that hung off the horizon. The smoky distortion brought a glimmer, speckles of light flickering and shimmering, dancing their way from one part of the ocean to the other. I felt like a moth, pulled towards the light. I glanced over my shoulder to see if anyone else was completely enamoured by this spectacle. No one. I cou...