Quarantine alter ego
The world is facing a unique situation, at least in modern times, and it’s creating some interesting personality changes for some of us. It’s like my normal self has taken the backseat, and suddenly this new quarantine alter ego has taken over to deal with the situation at
Pandemic spring
Of all the places I pictured myself at for my 34th birthday, self-isolating in a camper van in New Zealand due to a rampant pandemic was not one of them. As @ Effinbirds [https://www.instagram.com/p/B9wp1sEJYVr] eloquently phrased it: ”This went from zero to clusterfuck in a hurry.
Looking back at Burning Man
I flew into San Francisco on a Friday afternoon and the next day I was in a mini-van with two women I met for the first time, loaded with supplies, on my way to the Nevada desert. I dreamed of it for years and it was finally happening; Burning Man.
Preparing for my first burn
I've been dreaming of joining the social experiment in Black Rock City for a long time. Last year I logged on before the ticket sale started, patiently waited for two hours in the infamous online queue, only to find out it was sold out. This year history repeated
A friendly advice to stop giving advice
On asking questions instead of giving advice.
This one time, at Vipassana camp
“Focus your entire attention on the area below your nostrils. Calm and peaceful mind.” I try. I really do. All my attention on the area below my nostrils. I’m the definition of zen. Calm and observing. And by calm I mean trying not to hyperventilate, and by observing I
