Juno
Her name still echoes in the silence she left behind. It lingers like her scent after the snow—cold and fresh, like winter air clinging to her memory. The smell of her after a walk through the white landscapes, snowflakes melting into her coat, carrying with them the crispness of our favourite places. The scent of…
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If I Rest, I Rust: Confession of a Restless, Roaming Spirit
I recently came across a quote that struck a chord with me. It reads, ‘If I rest, I rust,’ words spoken by Helen Hayes, a celebrated American actress who achieved numerous accolades in her lifetime, including an Emmy, a Grammy, an Oscar, and a Tony Award. She was also honored with the Presidential Medal of…
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Would You Dare to Live a Simple Life?
We spend our lives on the hunt, searching for happiness to fulfill the void. We live for paychecks that will allow us to purchase the things that make us look good to the eyes of others, distracting us from the things that are essentially important around us. It is a delusional craving for ‘’normality’’, trying…
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Work Less, Live More, Spend Less, Do More: Part 2
I decided that I wanted to live a life doing the things that I love, and only work to be able to pay for the things that I need. And okay, a few things that I want too. I work a 4-day-week, and I take about 2 months or more of vacation a year. I don’t…
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Work less, Live More, Spend less, Do More: Part 1
The world has created a society of consumerism, leading us to live a life of full time work, with little time to live a life of ours. It is a mentality of living to work, rather than working to live. The more we work, the more we spend, and the more we need to work…
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Confession of A Diver: How I Found Awareness Floating In Nothingness
I was 7 years old. I sat on the staircase of my apartment building where I lived with my mother. I gazed through the window in front of me, pondering the ‘why’ and the ‘how,’ attempting to define the meaning of myself: Who is this person inside me? Why do I think this way? Why…
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How Living In A RV Made Me Rich
What do we truly need in life? Shelter, food, water, clothes, love, and safety. These are the fundamental biological needs of a human being. However, the modern world has added a troubling item to this list: money. Money has created a society driven more by desires than necessities, fostering consumerism, a relentless pursuit of wealth…
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Celebrating Life
I usually plan a road trip getaway for my birthday, discovering a new place with new faces. Although I am not the type of girl that craves attention on this occasion, but I do believe it is important to highlight the moment. For me, a simple adventure somewhere in nature with people I love is…
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50 Signs You Are a Passionate Traveller
1. You keep thinking about the next adventure 2. Your Christmas cards are postcards 3. You never miss out on an opportunity 4. You have friends from all around the world 5. You are constantly planning, sometimes for trips you’ll never take 6. Money isn’t essential, experiences are 7. You spend more money abroad but when…
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6 Lessons My Free-Spirited Friend Taught Me
I just dropped my best friend at the airport shuttle in Whistler. Along with all her necessary belongings and a one-way ticket to Panama, she is leaving a place she called home for the past 11 years, and taking the plunge to start a new chapter. I met Julie on a friend’s boat on July…
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Home vs. the Insatiable Wanderlust
I am sitting here with a glass of wine, looking at my globe accumulating dust. It hasn’t spun in a few months, resulting from having to keep my feet on ground for a while to make money. I have been back home since November, working the clock, collecting paper bills of different colors and trying…
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5 Things I Hate About Travelling Abroad
1. Traveller’s Ignorance If there is one thing I cannot stand, is the culturally insensitive behaviour of certain type of tourists. With attractive all-inclusive packages deals, and ‘soul searching’ travel becoming a popular trend, travelling has brought a variety of travellers to the map. While many tourists show a sense of curiosity and a genuine…
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Merry Christmas!
As I walked in the illuminated streets of my neighbourhood, trying to digest the over consumption of sausage stuffing and other Christmas festive dishes, a maple whisky and eggnog in one hand, and my dogs on a leash in the other, I filled myself with Christmas Spirit. It was Christmas night and the crescent moon glittered…
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What Is Your Love Story?
For me Valentine’s Day is simply a traditional and irrational Hallmark holiday. However, I must see it as a ‘Day of Love’: to celebrate those feelings of interpersonal affections and life pleasures. I dedicate this day to my beautiful family, to my most meaningful relationships, to my crazy but loyal dogs and to my greatest…
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30 and Key Free
I am sitting in front of a blank page, not really sure what to write about. I guess I’m not really sure of a bunch of things right now. That’s always been my life. Uncertainty. Instability. Insatiability. Never knowing what’s gonna happen next has always been challenging, although exciting and exhilarating. I always lived up…
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Top 10: Things You Can Do To Embrace Your 20’s
At the edge of entering the 30’s, I reflect on the past 10 years that went by. I have to admit it: I’m a late bloomer. In fact, the reason why I left the city was because people were going too fast. That was never a road I wanted to chase. So no, I don’t…
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A Decade In Such Great Heights
500 weeks ago, I headed west aboard a Greyhound bus on the Trans Canada Highway, bringing along a poor English, a backpack, a snowboard and just a few dollars in my pockets. After spending the summer by the sea in Victoria, BC, working at a Yögen Früz to learn a second language, I migrated to the…
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Changing Lanes: The Impossible List
Like most of us, passionate and travellers, we live life to the fullest and to make sure we do so, we have created a list of goals we want to accomplish before we expire. Whether it is a meli-melo of ideas trotting in your head, or on a sheet hanging around the house, or written on…
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Yearning For Simplicity
A pack of malicious clouds covered the village of Whistler with continuous precipitation on this Tuesday morning of late August. The cool breeze and the leaves prematurely falling from the maple trees almost made us forget about the endless sunny and hot days that made our summer until now. I opened the door of the…
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Life Inside A Snowglobe
Snowboarding powdered mountains, walking dogs by frozen lakes, snowmobiling the darkest trails, warming up by a fireplace. ♥ Home.
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The Meaning of Life of A Footloose
Since the early age of consciousness awakening, I started to develop a strong interest in philosophy. While some were talking over Barbies or the colors of their marbles, I was questioning myself on life: “Who am I? Who is this person I only see in the mirror, but feel so much inside? Why do I…
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Promise Me We Will Always Be Wild
Promise me we will always be wild,Running barefoot in the dirt,Wind messing our hair,Sun freckling our skin.That we will free our inner savage,And embrace our beautiful flaws and blemishes. Promise me we will always be bold,Living lively, fiercely, and colourfully.That we will smile often and be silly.That we will dare to escape the societal mold,And…
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A Place Called Home
A series of clips filmed in Whistler while I was home for the Holidays. Riding with homies, playtime with doggies, Dumbo Party at Sushi. There is indeed no place like home!
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The Blues of a White Day
The mountain opens today. The most important day of the year in Whistler. A day expected by all, where skis and snowboards are tuned up, where playlists are created, where kids are geared up for months, in shape, eager and more than ready to play. Crazy passionnates camp at the base of the hill…
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Self-Portrait
Note: I found this old piece I wrote on a scratch paper when I was 19. I thought it would fit well in this blog. I was born from my mom, a Caucasian lady from the early 50’s. She truly lived the 70’s, the hipped, the love, the zen mode. She got a lot of…
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Footloose Diary 