A Soft Sunday Morning 🌤️

Dear Reader,

I come to you from a soft Sunday morning. 

The firm breeze is gliding along the coconut trees outside 🌴

The sunlight is reflecting off the leaves. Golden hues among bright green. Every one of them unique 💛

Like each moment of our lives…

When I hadn’t a clue

My little Sunshine is keeping me warm on my chest and I feel completely at ease, thankful for having had a wonderful, overdue, full yoga session this morning 🪷

My beats. My mat. My breath.

A perfect package for a good practice.

I wrote recently of sleepless nights. 

Of reminiscing about waterfalls from all those years ago. 

And soon, Dear Reader, I will recount those days. But with the detail it deserves.

Everything happens for a reason.

And so I deleted my post (albeit by accident), but it worked out for the best.

💝

And so little by little I move more, open more and receive more. I feel the pleasures of celebrating new special days in this new stage of my life. 

Yes.

I find myself in the happy side of the wheel.

June has been a month of milestones- smiles and unblurred vision.

Chats with friends, outings with the family and quality time, notably with my mum, whom I missed so very much. 

And visits from special family, all the way from Lake Macquarie 🌞

And hey, the football World Cup is on, which is always fun. Reminds me or when I was young- omelettes in Majorca, German fans shouting in Menorca, Converse with white dresses, nightclubs in London…

And in the future, it will remind me of Now, these precious moments where birds are chirping on sunny mornings and my family is together ♥️

Being reunited with my favourite ocean 🌊

Where I am finding butterflies around me once more…🦋

And where days blend to night, forming one long adventure.

Combining strong smells with emotive sounds and bright smiles with soft touches.

My body intentional, my mind at ease.

My soul feeling an overwhelming sense of nourishment.

A feeling of utter harmony and belonging…

Because now, even when there will be darkness, I will always have Eternal Sunshine in my life.

Welcome 💐💙

Dear Reader, 

I come to you from a different place. Let me show you.

⭐️⭐️⭐️

The stars are different. Telling.

The night sky has a mystical presence. Swirls of clouds among the constellations, telling stories not yet written…

Breathe in. Breathe out. 

Rest does not come. The cogs in the wheel are turning ever so slowly.

Each orbit bringing sinister anticipation. 

The warmth of a soothing voice.

A calming hand and a moment of true love.

It is time.

The Power of Now pulsates through my body. Every beat like a flash of lightning. Growing stronger. With a purpose. 

We are moving. 

Dark images pass by.

Familiar places, but different.

Breathe in. Breathe out. 

***

More electricity. 

Steady rhythms through intense heat.

A choice to delve further.

Breathe in. Breathe out. 

Staring into the abyss, I search for the familiar ripples.

Breath in…

The light is fading.

The little sparkles glittering in the distance remind me of a choice that is already made.

No more pain. No more fear. Life. Now. 

Like the waves from that night long ago.

And so the light flows back towards me, growing brighter and brighter each second…

Until white and green splash across the canvas.

Unfamiliar noise fills my ears and strange faces line the edges of the forest.

Sharp thorns turn blunt and no longer penetrate my wings.

Breathe out.

…

A sound as sweet as the proudest bird. 

The image of summer pouring through the windows at dawn.

The softness of velvety petals caressing my soul.

The loving scent of a thousand frangipanis…

A taste of unwavering serenity brushes my lips.

Nothing matters. Everything matters.

… 

Day turns to night, turns to day.

Time is no more

As there is no longer darkness in the meadow. 

Only everlasting sunshine 🌞☀️

Welcome to the World 💐

Nexus

Dear Reader, 

I hope this letter finds you well. 

Maybe you are nourishing the buds of Spring 🌱

Watching the dewy leaves as the highly anticipated rays of sunshine prepare to make their grand entrance 💧

Or maybe, you are basking in the cooler night breezes. Embracing the slight chill in the water. 

Change is coming. 

It makes me reflect on the turning points of our lives. 

Can you, Dear Reader, remember them in your own life? 

Maybe your mind is drawn to an unexpected event, a big choice you had to make. Perhaps it is a person or place you think of…

***

When I first travelled to Asia 4 (shocking) years ago, I underwent a change. As most basic white girls do when they head to that part of the world 🤸‍♀️

I try to think, was it summiting a peak in the Himalayas? Was it touching an elephant for the first time? Watching the stars from the remote jungle? 

Maybe it was taking myself off on secret adventures. 

Or nearly dying (sorry mum) a million times over. 

I know when I started to see the change. But the turning point happened slowly. 

Noticing a problem. Then accepting it. Then choosing whether I could live with that problem. Then deciding that I could not. 

And so I left. 

And I have never regretted it. 

And as I watched the ripples in my Favourite Ocean, in the middle or nowhere, alone on a tiny island, I saw my reflection. 

Not the person I was. But who I was to become. 

I saw fearlessness. Bright colours. Connection. 

***

This time 4 years ago, I was undergoing the most physical and regimented physical routine of my life (apart from a couple of fairly challenging days in Nepal, and post surfing accident in Sri Lanka).

10 hours of yoga per day. 25 days.

Minimal food. Minimal anything else. Except for some daily swimming. 

Hours of sweat, endurance and breakthroughs. It was incredible.

The magic of course came from the extended discipline that followed. But that itself was a physical turning point. 

And though there was an unprecedented amount of needless squabbling (in which I was not involved), it was nice to spend so much time with a big group consisting predominantly of women. 

And fundamentally yogis (although some of them were terribly mean to each other). 

I realise now that it was something that led to me wanting to return to Ubud one day, just for yoga 🪷

Which, any of you avid Gallivantress Letter Readers will know, is something I did end up doing. It came about in the weirdest of ways…

But would I have ended up there if my Nepalese yoga course had not been cancelled post-covid? 

Had I not ended up in Bali, had I not fallen from the scooter, returned to Sri Lanka… fallen in love? 💞

I wouldn’t have searched for that remote job. 

Nor would I have done all of the things that have led me to this exact moment. 

***

The stardust is forming its own little sun, ready to shine any day now. 

Of course, when those first few rays hit your skin, it gives you a beautiful feeling of life and warmth ☀️

This time, it will be like no other. 

So I invite you, Dear Reader, to reflect on which turning points led to where you are today. 

Close your eyes…

Look carefully at the ripples of water… what things do you see? And what do you feel? 

Can you learn anything from that? 

Maybe you feel a little warmth as you reflect. Realising what little spouts of magic have secretly paved your way 🧚‍♂️

Ethereality🍃

Dear Reader, 

💙

Having you ever experienced weightlessness? 

Maybe you have been in one of those air tanks where you end up floating from the force of the wind. That’s not what I meant. 

Rather that feeling where you’re lurched on a styrofoam noodle, bobbing across the water as the wind gentle guides you. 

Or when you have a surprise beach trip and spend so much time in the beautiful shallows that you emerge with hands like a senior citizen.

Perhaps you have had it in your mind as well. Usually when you take a moment to realise that your physical body is in such a state of impermanent bliss, that you become fully present for a few seconds. 

Feeling every cell on your skin. 

Aware of each beat of your heart and its destination. 

The corners of your mind being filled with the breath from your lungs. Each endorphin being water for the first time since a drought. 

Like biting into a warm cookie

It is these moments which I seek in life. 

That reassurance that I am. Connected. Being. Living. 

When we live in a world where everything can feel heavy, seeking out these experiences is not merely whimsical, it’s necessary. 

Because they only last seconds. Then comes the wasps in the pool, a big hack of slimy seaweed at your feet or the squawk of a bird to draw your attention away from the precious moments. 

And off you go on your cycle once again. Following the wheel as it turns itself over and brings you to the challenges and choices that line our paths. 

Like which move to make

Over the next few weeks, I intend to practice that stillness. 

Hold on to the feeling of nothing and everything all at once. 

Stop. Listen. Notice. Breathe. Be.

Before the next chapter begins.

Do you feel that stardust? 

See you very soon 🌹

The Third Letter

Dear Reader, 

I can still feel the bean bag. The sand in my toes. The cold Mai Tai in my hands. The sounds of the waves gently returning. The feeling of magic in the air… 💨

That was two years ago, when I was writing the second entry of this blog. 

Last year, reflection. Stress for things that shouldn’t matter. Trying to focus on the small streams of light in the night sky🌛

This year, an even different setting. 

The birds are chirping. The air is hot and calm. There is but a gentle sway among the leaves of the coconut tree 🌴

This time, I’m drinking a special tea in a cute cup I bought with my friend, brewed in the teapot she gave me 🫖

There’s something inside me, moving…

…

Sometimes we have to remind ourselves that the stars we see shining high above in the sky, are already a thing of the past by the time we admire them.

It doesn’t take away from their beauty, but we must find the stardust within ourselves in order to keep the light in our life.

Only then, will we shine brightly 🌟

…

So much change. 

The nomadic spirit will forever move across the night sky. And I will always find a way to come back to what serves me ✨

Last year I travelled so much less than previous years. But still I breathed in 12 countries. 

This year, it will not be possible. 

The adventure will be a different one 🪷

I promised myself a while ago that I would never live my life for someone else- never again. 

I will honour that. 

I now breathe life into all that I love and close the door on that which does not serve. 

And so the stardust grows inside me more each day. It is my creation. And that of the Universe 💫

All the practice nurturing my sacral chakra has resulted in the most beautiful painting I could imagine 🧡🌹

Not what I yearned for, nor what I expected. 

A destiny found in this particular time and space. 

And as we embark on the journey, Dear Reader, I make another promise. 

I will write to you.

Perhaps it will be about travels. Places I have been or advice for my fellow wanderers 🌏

Other times what it feels like to be a nomadic soul in limbo or a traveler lost in time ⏳

Or maybe, I will just take a moment to meditate. 

To share with you the sweet smell of the frangipani…

…the feeling of my favourite ocean on my body…

…the sound of the birds singing in the field…

…the vision of a fairy dancing in a meadow of roses, clutching the small hand she made… 💙

Will you join me? 

Until next time, Dear Reader. 

The Sun and The Rain 🩵💛

 Dear Reader, 

I hope my first letter of 2026 finds you well. 

I can’t believe we are 26 years into the new millenium. 

Nor can I believe that I am still in The Melting Pot of my favourite ocean. My little island full of frangipanis and changes. 

I welcomed in this year with my closest loved ones, watching the stars and colours float through the sky 💜🩷

This year, I have set an intention. Just one. A single mantra to guide me through the year 🪷

And what a year it will be. The biggest yet. For so many people I know. 

As I sit here in my last few days in one place, I reflect on the last few weeks. 

Listening to the rain. Feeling a familiar feeling of being cleansed. 

Taking me back to the realm of shadows.

I found light in the dark then, and so I know that it is always there. 

Because the light doesn’t wait to be found. It’s there the whole time. I only see it when I open my eye. 

And now, I have another light glowing inside me. Stronger each day. Getting closer and closer to shining ✨

***

I started my January how I always do. With adventure and travel. Not abroad, but within this little paradise island. 

With incredible gardens…

With special days out and epic ping pong battles…

With amazing boat trips…

With girlie time… 

With full beach days… 

With love ❤️

And despite the storms that continue to test me, I come out. Stronger. Calmer. More ready than ever to learn and embrace. 

Dear Reader, I encourage you to look inward. 

Look inside your heart. Are you happy? Or are things just fine? 

This is an important time in our lives. This is a crucial moment. 

If you are not there, at peace or with joy in your life, look inward again. 

Paint your life on a canvas in your mind…

…And with every step you to take, let it be the strokes of colour taking form. 

Watch the beauty of your own creation flourish before your eyes. 

Nymphaea 🧚‍♀️🪷

The sound of a cork landing on a roof across street from our grand apartment.

The feeling of a dream coming true and being a special as I hoped it would be. 

Hearing the words that tell me I am leaving the right foot steps.

Sitting among the butterflies, in a garden I made for myself. 

Fighting for what I want and emerging victorious, against all odds. 

Finding light in the dark and surrounding myself with the love available to me.

Surrendering to the change in the tide and embracing the new strokes across the water. 

Returning to my familiar places and feeling a new warmth where I used to feel so cold.

Squeezing in one more adventure, deeply aware that for a reason at the time unbeknownst, it would be my last like it for many cycles. 

In the depths of the ocean and the thickness of the forest, a beauty awakes. 

Dancing and flowing in the lushness of friendship, a new form unfolds. Mother Earth gives me the kiss of life, as the metamorphosis begins.

Wandering in a group and touching the flames of connection, its clarity marking the way to a net in which to catch me.

My mind dancing with the stars and singing the colours as I touch the truth. I see a new reflection and somewhere inside, I understand.

Surrounded by family and wanting nothing more.

One last dance at midnight, but the snake already left the lotus.

Returning to the rain pouring, cooling, cleansing. As I try to hold the droplets, I gradually realise they were never meant to be held. And I let go.

The thorns climbing my legs as the petals grow thicker. 

Wading through the shallows before.

Then it is there. The most beautiful waterfall I have seen.

That of hopes and dreams, past and present, showing the endless flow of abundant love. 

My loved ones beside me, reminicing, laughing, singing. Precious moments, each as golden as its predisesor.

So many memories of a year so different from recent ones. The turning point. The preparation. 

***

Dear Reader, I remind you to walk every step with purpose, no matter what that may be.

Take the time you are given as a gift and enjoy it.

Touch the stars with your mind. Feel the peace with your heart. 

Be the leading character in this romance novel with the Universe. 

Allow your spirit to wander, connect and be ✨