Be a beacon

Did you ever wonder why life can sometimes be ever so brutal, ever so unkind, ever so unloving and uncool? Some say it comes from an ego playing a game of blame and hate. Others say it comes from not allowing our souls the privilege of being loved. I suspected that our beloved Albert Einstein…

Current vibes reading from intuitive medium Nita

Did anyone feel that life provided us with an exceptionally temperamental pace this year, with plenty of storms and uncertain endings? This week, our guest intuitive medium Nita has kindly brought us some astrological wisdom to renew our minds and hearts and lead us forward with faith. Here’s what she has to say about our…

An interview with photographer, Markus Henttonen

I recently spent the afternoon dining at a friends apartment and while I was there I caught myself indulging in her bookshelf. About three shelves down, next to a collection of travel books, I found a beautiful book of photography. Markus Henttonen: Twisted Tales – Road to Hope, it had displayed on the hardcover. Ever…

Breath and longevity

Last week I met with a friend at the beach who was grieving the loss of her grandad. Her name was Silvia and she was a very dear lady. Before we sat down on the white cushioned bench that gray day, I gave her a very dear hug. Her response to the hug was charming….

Discover a new gem, Sant Pere de Ribes

What with autumn on its way and the clouds meeting for display, I earnestly sought out a new experience this week. My intuition told me to follow a path over to a small mountain town, above the coastline of Sitges and Garraf, called Sant Pere de Ribes. That morning I took the bus from Placa…

A route to self-love

Last week, as the city grew back in abundance and the people were falling in love with its cooler clime, I began to somewhat fall out of love. Not with the city itself but with my usual spot and my usual theme. So I diligently allowed myself to change it. Then this week, as I…

How we benefit from the expressive arts

This summer I become indulged in hosting and facilitating poetry workshops in and around the city of Barcelona and was reminded yet again, under a new guise, the power in the art of poetry. For the past decade, my indulgence was in the art of creating and the art of writing itself. And when that…

A poem from the park

This week I would love to share with you a secret park. In fact the secret is not the park itself, since it occupies a large area of the city centre. But what is secret is that it is not alone. It has the flavour of a magic park, even when it appears so simple….

The moment calls for a festival – Barcelona does it well

I found myself one grey day last week sitting in a dim lit square in the district of Gràcia. Nothing special was happening at the time so I ordered an equally dim americano with ice to fill up the boring space. Then as the clouds descended deeper into the square, a man with a saw…

A real taste of kirtan in the park

It wasn’t that long ago that I took a walk around one of the most beautiful parks of Barcelona – Parc de I’Estacio del Nord. After a stroll past the masterful tightrope walkers, kora players, lovers snoozing side by side and children  posing in their latest yoga postures, I was drawn in by some very…

An interview with a creative goddess

I couldn’t help but notice her smile when I met her. She was sat in a coffee shop drinking a chai tea and looking through a magazine. The red lipstick stain she left on the mug made me look again towards her glowing face. Her name was Aoife and I came to meet her for…