Posted in Travel, Europe, Culture

Bubble-Magic

Today, I’m bringing another slice from my home and this picture was taken in Würzburg, Germany. Just a short drive from my home along the hillsides of wine country and the banks of the Main River filled with it’s barges, it has always been a neat place to visit for me. I love the combination of strolling through the old medieval town center with it’s ancient architecture, the heart of the city that is infused with modern shopping and a thriving metropolis. The big “Marktplatz” (town center) is filled with vendors during the summer months, offering unique trinkets, crafts and too many fresh goods to mention. You might even find yourself buying a bottle of wine from the local surroundings or honey. But whatever it might be, once again it boils down to the whole experience and the ambience of being surrended by culture and “Gemütlichkeit” which stands for a relaxed get together. 

On this day we also found a few young artists sharing their bubble – magic with their bypasser’s and blowing huge bubbles into the air. Their playful attitudes were captivating to me while I stood and watched in wonder. Some others stopped and entertained the play for awhile, while yet others rushed by without giving it a further look. I noticed a similarity in those who stopped and everybody seemed to smile while being whisked away into the bubbly magic. Time stood still and there was a certain carefree nature to those special moments. A feeling surely anyone would have enjoyed, would they have been able to brake away from the claws of hectic to enjoy the magic that is always all around us. 

Posted in Oracle Cards, Spirituality

The “Divine” package

The email notification stated that my two oracle card decks would arrive by Saturday. It’s always fun to receive a package and I compare the excitement to times long passed when I used to develop my pictures on film and had to wait for them to be developed, which roughly took two weeks. Yikes! Digital photography was yet to make it’s debut and we’ve sure come a long way since then. But thats the kind of anxiety I felt and I could hardly wait for the decks to arrive. I’ve been intrigued for so long, trying to learn a few bits and pieces here and there, that it was time to take the next step. I still have questions but I took the leap and my very own cards were finally on the way to me. I couldn’t help but wonder if I had chosen the right deck and how would I know. I remembered somebody saying that I’d somehow know and feel if it was the right deck, and yet someone else suggested to never order the cards but to go to a store where you could see and hold them in person. For time and convenience sake I ordered my cards but would love to browse a store once I’m more familiar. In the meantime I was left wondering what feelings they would invoke and what insights would the cards have in store for me? I was filled with excitement but also with a deep respect for whatever it was that would unfold during a reading, including the moments leading up to it and simply holding the cards within my hands. 
I had to work Saturday and so the anticipation was drawn out even longer. I would be home late that night and the whole day was filled with energy that seemed to grow stronger with every passing hour. A text from Fed Ex confirmed that the package was delivered, but I still had four more hours to go. Finally at home, I spotted it sitting on the kitchen table. I was alone and somehow I felt as if I needed to be. I tried to square a few things away in order to give the cards my undivided attention, glancing at the box from the corner of my eyes until I was finally ready to hold the cards. I took the first deck from the box and tapped the cards to release any prior energy from handling and the shipping process. Carefully I examined each card as my heart was racing a little. I was trying to pick up on every emotion, every feeling and every sign I might’ve receive. I made it through the first deck but didn’t notice much of anything besides a little nervousness that I can’t be sure of a 100% of what it was about. I can only deem it back to the respect I felt for the power, the intuition and the guidance of these cards but I think there might have been a little fear of not proper utilizing the cards in my inexperience and perhaps upsetting some energy by accident in an unfavorable way. In hindsight and writing about this, I think this probably was the reason as it finally brings the feelings to the forefront. 

I took the second deck, called “The enchanted map” and carefully removed it from its packaging. I held the cards with my left hand, pictures facing away from me and gently knocked on the deck to clear it of all energy. I ran my fingers across the edge of each cards which is suppose to infuse the cards with your own energy. I fanned the cards, pictures facing me and held them against my heart. In a little prayer I asked for protection and a pure, clear message from the cards. To only let the divine show through and remove all negative energy. I gave thanks to the cards for the guidance I was about to receive and with a deep breath I blew the prayer into the cards. One by one I looked at each card just as I had done with the previous deck. Conscious of my feelings throughout this process, I did feel a deeper connection with this deck. The artwork and the symbolism on the cards spoke to me in ways I can’t describe and even now a few days later I feel as if it was the beginning of a relationship between the deck and myself. A partnership so to speak that might be hard to understand from any skeptic. 

I started to shuffle the cards in various ways and there was no right or wrong. I attempted to stop a few times to conclude shuffling but felt compelled to do it again and maybe from another direction. Finally I felt as if I was done and for a brief second I considered from where I should draw my card. The thought disappeared as quickly as it came to mind and I knew my card was on top of the deck that was sitting in my left non dominant hand. I took a deep breath, trusted the divine spirit and I drew my very first card. 
To be continued…

Posted in Inspiration

Wild is her favorite color 

I have written about the big W before and the wondrous things that start with this letter. The things that capture my heart and allow me to stretch my personality. From my Instagram name to a shared Facebook travel page, to the very things that stir at my very core and make me feel alive, they all have something a little wild about them. It defeats the ordinary which often resembles a routine that includes mundane tasks and are boring and unfulfilling. Wild wakes your senses while making you tremble with excitement and anticipation. You feel alive even if it scares the wits right out of you. It’s the only way to feel every detail and give you the stories and memories to tell and hold dear.

Another quote stumbled it’s way into my life today. The timing seemed perfect and it made me smile in a big way. I’d say there is no better way to start the week as with a little Monday mantra and a great phrase. Which one would you choose for yourself? Make it a great week everyone….

Picture taken from Pinterest

Posted in Hiking, Mother nature

A June Summer hike

I’ve been eyeing this hike for awhile now. An annual favorite, to do over and over as long as the season permits it, it’s a place I visit every year and it’s one of the many I call my favorite. The scenery is spectacular and made of mountains, wild peaks and dotted alpine lakes galore. It’s pristine, plus a few of my favorite spirit animals are usually easily to be found there, adding to the experience by giving it an extra bonus. What’s not to love about this place? These reasons alone are a huge part as to why I give thanks and feel lucky to live within an hour of such beauty. And still, it’s not the only reasons and I have to include the ambience and the vibe I get from this place and how it makes me feel. It’s serene, majestic and nourishing to my spirit. I can feel the calm cover my soul as if I was wrapped in a warm, soothing blanket. It’s a place where all hectic ends and peace is restored, where I can breathe and not worry about a thing. Where I can marvel in the endless beauty and lose myself. It’s a place where I’m restored, a place that ends the turmoil within while satisfying your inner tranquility as if you had giving into some of your deepest of cravings. The sense you experience when you feed your body with healthy food, when you take that first big gulp of milk right out of the jug after craving it’s taste and being unable to wait to pour a glass. It’s the orange juice you have been missing for so long, the moment you walk out of work and know vacation has officially started. It’s things like that and I find them simply marvelous as they resemble pure magic to me. I love it….

And here we were, on the way to that very place that could be all of these things to me and stir all of these emotions.
The heavy winter made it impossible to go visit until about two weeks ago and even then I was unsure if we would make it up to the lake due to snow. The Jeep was the only car at the trail head parking lot, an unusual sight to be cherished as this would change quickly in a few weeks. Even so, it never gets too crowded in this wide open space and we have a few special places that we usually can claim to ourselves without interruptions. The tiny creek at the beginning of the trail was as full as I have ever seen it. Filled to the top of the crossing, it was threatening to spill over the soft mossy grass that was fully saturated with moisture. One obstacle down and surely there would be more to come during the ascend to Long Lake. The trail was beginning to climb but felt effortlessly to me. It had not always been the case and I credited this success to a combination of getting stronger over the years and pure adrenaline propelling me forward. I was determined and I wanted to make it all the way up. Prior struggles in the beginning of my hiking days seemed to be a thing of the past, no longer making me pause while trying to catch my breath. I didn’t stop once but instead found my pace and steadily kept climbing. Little streams, waterfalls and new lakes had formed everywhere with water shooting down from above. The trail appeared to be swallowed up by winter and in large part it was washed away. After conquering an obstacle course filled with fallen trees, ponds and alternate routes, we hit the snow line and it was amazing how much snow had remained and hadn’t melted yet. We decided to bushwhack of the beaten path that was currently invisible and took a new route with sunnier exposures in the hopes of encountering less snow and being able to summit all the way up to the lake. 

It was spectacular, with new, never before seen angles of the area, new rock formations and a couple of deers that looked at us as if they were surprised to see us of the usual trail. Calm, they never got spooked and accepted us as one of their own, slowly walking past us within a short distance, carrying on to whatever location was calling their name. I spotted a marmot sunbathing on top of a huge rock pile overlooking the land, but I never got a good picture of it. I was smiling in the comfort of seeing them around as this would fill the day with possibilities of potentially spotting these furry little Critters once more. 

The trail continued to climb and we found ourselves again in the snow. It was impossible to escape with the climbing trail and it was in,y a matter of time to encounter it again. Tree trunks were buried in several feet of snow, but luckily the snow was pretty packed which was a relief for me and my phobia of sinking into a deep crevice and getting stuck. Ahead was one big glacial ice field that was spread out in front. The snow was shimmering blue as we passed some deep cracks and pushed on towards the lake. And then it happened. We had reached the rim above the lake and a still frozen, snow covered lake nestled into a rock granite bowl was lying at our feet. We’ve made it for the first time this year. All feelings described in this post caught up with me ten fold over as it was also my first time seeing the lake in all its winter wonderland glory. We spotted a great sun bathing ridge and the canopy of a giant tree within a short distance. That was it, picture perfect and the ultimate hang out spot for the entire day. Life was good during those moments sitting under the branches of the old faithful giant, bent from the wind but standing strong and firmly grounded. And we decided to stay for awhile….

Xo 💙

Posted in Photography, Travel

The little chapel 

While exploring a few pictures from my vacation in Maui, this one stood out and I remember it as if I was just there. We traveled another narrow road, this time going into the opposite direction from Hana, as it was winding it’s way along the coastline. Passing rocky volcanic outcrops and dream island beaches, every turn brought new beauty to our eyes. Visiting a blowhole was on our agenda for the day as we took our time taking in beautiful, never before seen sights. 

Coming around another lucious forested bend, a tiny chapel caught our attention. Nestled into a setting beautiful and serene, it laid amidst the green grass framed by flowers and a vibrant hillside. Overlooking the ocean and sitting above a black sand beach, we watched the waves crash ashore in a never ending repeat. It was a sunny day with the bluest of skies and a few clouds for added drama. Life in paradise was perfect. 

I wondered how many visitors the quaint little chapel saw each week and what services were performed here. For sure it would be limited and only house a few people in a very private setting. It really didn’t matter as I allowed my thoughts to paint their own vision. The picture my eyes saw, the location of the chapel, the unique and small size was perfect in every way, leaving me wishing to attend a gathering while giving thanks to a new day, the friendly people encountered and the beautiful landscape waiting to be explored and gazed upon once more.

Posted in Photography, Travel

Beach Day

Maui was beautiful during my visit in February of 2015. I had just left the “Ugly Beauty Store” behind me and I was on the road of finding my own truths while healing and putting some bad experiences far behind me. Maui was a dream and just what the doctor ordered. My mind was distracted by so much to see, even if it was only temporary, I had piece of mind and it was all that mattered. 

The ocean was beautiful, from the colors of the water to it’s sea turtles emerging and resting at the beach, to the countless seashells that washed ashore and the whales in the distance swimming by, emerging every once in a while to take a deep breath and blowing water way up into the sky from their blowholes. 

The vegetation was a luscious jungle, green and full of life that we often enjoyed observing from our enclosed and furnished porch. It felt as if we were in the Amazon, backed up to the jungle with all of it’s mysterious creatures, tropical blooms and stunning beauty. 

The roads were narrow and we drove the famous highway to Hana that is only 52 miles long but roughly takes about 2.5 hours to drive. The highway passes over 59 bridges, 46 of them being one laned. The stretch includes 620 curves and you can imagine the adventure one finds themselves on when attempting to drive this narrow highway, locals zip through as if it was no big deal. I imagine them dealing with their own frustration when it comes to driving this heavily traveled tourist marvel. 

Maui stays on my mind from the constant sound of a rooster crowing outside my bedroom window each morning. I was surprised to hear it the first time and it came unexpected. I live in an area that is not zoned for farm animals and immediately it made me think of Hawaii. Roosters roam freely there, walk the streets and wake you up in the middle of the night or before the sun begins to rise. It was funny at first and it was definitely a “What the heck” kind of moment as we heard it the first time, but laughter turned into annoyance after a few days, ha. I’m not sure I would want to deal with it all the time, but in a way I already do with my local rooster. At least this one sleeps at night and doesn’t start to crow until 8AM. A blessing in disguise and the silver lining after all.

But today I’m leaving the rooster and the traffic behind and remember this beautiful day at the beach while dreaming of relaxing in the warm Maui sun. 

Posted in Spirit animals, Spiritual awakening

Chipmunk – Spirit Animal 

Chipmunks and squirrels are a frequent sight when I’m out on the trail. It’s not uncommon to encounter them in their natural territory, yet every once in awhile one hangs out and is just a little more mischievous. I’m not sure about the significance of waking up this morning with a chipmunk on my mind. Was there a particular reason this little furry critter crossed my mind? Could it be that I dreamed about an adventure running through lush meadows, having a picnic with my animal kingdom friends while frolicking in nature? I don’t know and I seldom remember any of my dreams, but my curiosity was peaked. How did the chipmunk fit into the picture today? 

It seems that these days everything has a meaning and is some sort of a spiritual sign, so it was no surprise to learn that chipmunks are spirit animals. I find it amazing of how much my awareness has raised, how trusting my intuition has become and how rewarding the journey, the adventure can be when you don’t resist and when you are grateful for the current moment. I can only imagine reading about raising your vibration is associated with what I just described and a positive outlook. 
 The symbolic meaning of the chipmunk stands for changes and revelations. Seeing the initial description made me smile. “What a surprise there” came to mind as I continued on to learn more. Chipmunk announces that something good is on the way. Something that will delight your heart and make you smile and laugh. (I’m smiling already). Chipmunk has hidden pathways and tunnels in proper sight all around us, popping up out of nowhere while sharing the energy of play and exploration. Chipmunk loves a good adventure and exploration while noticing every little change within its environment. A pebble or leaf out of place, chipmunk will notice and tell anyone near by who is willing to listen to the changes of the environment. The chipmunk totem brings the gift of artistic endeavors and creativity while teaching the magic of intuition and wishes being granted. My intuition is strong already but I’m wishing and dreaming big right now as I manifest these changes to take root within my life. The dreamer within me is in hot pursuit of its “Happily ever after” and believes that wishes and dreams come true every day. That magic is around the corner for all of us and is hiding in every secret tunnel and pathway. Believe, seek and you shall find…

Posted in Inspiration, Spiritual awakening

A matter of mind 

Being the sucker for quotes that I am, I constantly come across quotes that either validate what I already feel or a few new ones that open my eyes even wider to take in all the beauty that surrounds me. To find a new appreciation for the gifts I already have received while feeling perfectly content in the current moment and my “Now”. It’s not perfect by no means and most might say and believe that life is never perfect, that there are always battles to be fought and that you always have to have things to strive for. Yes and no as long as we don’t forget to appreciate what we already have and don’t allow our ambitions and goals to turn into discontent. 

The quote that spoke to me today: 

“The moment you start acting like life is a blessing, it starts feeling like one”

Dream big, chase your stars and appreciate all the gifts you already have.

Posted in Inspiration, Spiritual awakening

Will work for travel

I have mentioned it so many times before that I just love my time off. I love it more than money and I can’t even say that I ever loved money. I got paid twice for two days off to my recent ocean trip. Sure, nobody will complain about seeing a little extra cash on their paycheck, but I rather see that PTO (personal time off) balance healthy and well and didn’t cared about losing those hours. I’m planning on taking those two days anyways without pay, just so I can enjoy my time away and my solace.

Money is necessary to live and survive, but my riches come from my freedom and being out in nature. I love exploring new places and let the wind carry me wherever it may. But I also love old familiar and favorite ones that instill comfort and peace. My mind has been working overtime lately, trying to place all the puzzle pieces, understand my intuition and the signs and messages from the world around me. I know that I have talked a lot about this lately and maybe I am losing some readers with things that might only make sense to me right now. But hopefully I’m also reaching a few that can relate and love to share in the journey. Bare with me please…..

I’m excited about the future even I don’t see a clear picture yet, but here are a few glimpses of what occupies my mind and could come to fruition in the near future. 

  • A international move back to my home country
  • Matters of the heart, closing doors and opening new ones
  • Strengthening and deepening relationships with friends and people of my tribe
  • Minimalism and giving up most material things I have worked for over my life in order to end up richer than ever before
  • A thru hike and spending a few month on the trail 
  • A tiny home (on wheels) or a school bus
  • Travel, lots and lots of it, while seeing the world
  • Publishing my book and indulging in other artistic hobbies
  • A new four legged fur baby that has been long long overdue 

Just to mention a few 😉 and I’m sure the list is not all inclusive. Times are changing…..stay tuned. 

Posted in Inspiration, Photography, Travel

City by the bay


San Francisco – Cultural melting pod 

This picture was taken on one of those rare occasions when the Golden Gate wasn’t shrouded into a foggy cloud cover. I got lucky and snapped away. Even the seagulls came out but the waters remained choppy. 

Sometimes we get a mixture of things and can’t have it all, but that is only if we can’t appreciate the gifts we already have. It doesn’t always have to be perfect and that itself is perfectly perfect.