All posts filed under: Self Development

– Enough

-The most powerful relationship you will ever have is the relationship with yourself Steve Maraboli   ‘’Why can’t you be like all the girls your age?’’ he asked. ‘’Look at your cousin, she is doing normal stuff. Why can’t you be like her?’’ I was 13. My newly found passion for ballroom dancing didn’t please my father. He had a hard time understanding why I enjoyed spending all of my Saturday afternoons dancing with people who could be my grandparents. Sometimes I wondered whether I was making certain choices simply to piss him off. At least, that’s what he thought. Maybe he was right. I don’t know. Our relationship has always been complicated. I have always been quite different from the people my age, and that bothered him. He has  never missed an opportunity to remind me. I was never enough. Never good enough. Never funny enough. Never pretty enough. Despite my numerous attempts to please him, and be the perfect daughter, it was never enough. But he pretended. We pretended. We used to spend …

– Re-aligning with Nature and the Self

-Nature is not a place to visit. It is home. Gary Snyder     When I was a kid, I used to spend a lot of time helping my grand-mother in her immense garden; planting seeds, watering flowers, picking up mushrooms. I would also feed the ducks and the hens, gather the laid eggs in the morning, and pretend to clean the barn. In her garden, there was an oak tree. I was often the only kid at her house, so I would sit down in the garden and spend hours talking to that tree, imagining it was a human being. For a long time, that tree was my best friend.  Growing up, I lost touch with nature, and for a long time, I did not even enjoy leaving my busy city to spend time in the countryside. I could feel that something was missing in my life, but I never really took action. I became more and more interested about issues surrounding sustainability but, oddly enough, I did not connect the dots. I recently …

– The road to myself

– I’ve finally stopped running away from myself. Who else is there better to be?”
 Golden Hawn  When I was a child, my parents used to repeatedly tell me that I was “one in a million”. At the time, I hated it. It was a constant reminder that I was not like my friends, not better or worse, simply different. I would spend my Saturday evenings learning ballroom dancing with my grandfather; my free time, reading Victor Hugo’s masterpieces or figuring out ways to make the world a better place. Growing up, I realised that having trouble fitting in was, in fact, not a curse. Being an outsider gave me the space necessary to observe the world around me, as I was attempting to understand its people, struggling to decide which part I wanted to play, who I wanted to be. Finding myself has been an intricate task. I have travelled North to South, East to West to figure out who I am. Along the way, I have developed a curiosity for different cultures, and …