Scared to be lonely


This seems to be a tune that’s hit a nerve with a few people that I know.

Are you afraid to be lonely? Does being alone = being lonely?

I hope not. Time and time again we hear that we need to be content alone before we can find happiness with someone else. There is no one out there who can complete you. I think its all true.

Sometimes, as human nature goes, we all feel like we’d like someone there, to hold us as we go to sleep at night. But that can’t be the default, it’s a privilege. Finding someone who loves you is a privilege. But self-love, self-satisfaction, that has to be a given. Because it is within your control.

I recently took some time and spent 10 days by myself. The choice to go on holiday alone still shocks many people (especially the Filipinos. I was in the Philippines).

I left thinking that I would get bored of being by myself, as that was everyone’s reaction. But no, I didn’t get bored. It was surprisingly peaceful.

I really enjoyed it. Having only my own thoughts to answer to, figuring out things by myself, going to bed and rising as my body wants to, eating when my body wants to – travelling by yourself is an excellent time to reflect and learn things about yourself.

I know that doing something once hardly makes me an expert, but travelling by yourself is an experience I recommend everyone to have. Take a week off. Go somewhere quiet. Listen to your body. Get comfortable with your thoughts – very, very comfortable.

More often than not, when I read tarot cards for people, most people already have the answers they’re looking for. We’re all just looking for a sign, for something that tells us what we’ve been feeling all along is right.

There are a few things more illuminating than silence. As cheesy as it sounds, it is golden. And in those quiet moments, you’ll find all the answers you’ve been looking for is already there, inside you. You just have to tune in to hear it.

Scared to be lonely


Since my trip up Brauneck mountain, during our Europe trip this summer, whenever I see pictures of mountains, it makes my heart aches. I miss the vastness, the green, the never-ending beauty. Is it because we live on such flat land and the only mountains in Singapore come in the form of skyscrapers, which I love too, but in a very different, clinical way.

There is something magical that happens up there in the mountains. The world comes to a standstill, there is only you and beauty. Just you and heart wrenching, soul grabbing beauty. Read more to view the images.

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Blue blue skies

After 4 days of hard work in Sydney, a few of my colleagues and I headed down to Bondi Beach for some sun, sand and sea – and it was perfect.

Just the weather, the sound of the waves, the icy cold water, cute surfer boys and me. I never wanted that morning to end. I was in such bliss after working so hard for close to a month and being completely exhausted, we finally had a break. And although I got completely sunburnt, it was all worth it.

I have never seen a sky so blue or felt waters that cold – it was immensely therapeutic and the start of one of the best holidays of my life. I’m pretty sure that was the moment I fell in love with Sydney.

Blue blue skies