Change feels hard. Change feels scary. Change feels unsafe.

For a long time, I naively believed that once my current desires were fulfilled, I would feel happier, or that my life would be better.

In every situation I am faced with, especially those with the unknown, I can choose to respond with fear or belief.

Along my journey through life, there are many moments when fear arises, usually associated with some unknown.

Like water, when my mind is directed in a single direction, it becomes powerful.

Living in a different country, continent and culture over the past few weeks has both inspired me and challenged me in unexpected ways.

Ten days ago, I booked a one-way ticket to a new country and continent.

It is easy for me to see only one side of a coin. To see the other side would require the effort to pick up the coin in my hand and turn it.

It mattered less about where we were, what we ate or what we did, but rather who we were with and how we were with each other

A little while ago, I booked a one-way ticket, packed a suitcase and left.

When I reflect on my life in chapters, each chapter has been defined by a primary motivation that I had been in pursuit of life.

I recently decided to get a car and found the process to make a decision surprisingly difficult.

Fear generally has a negative association with it. Our culture encourages me to become fearless, to conquer fear and to not talk about fear.

Now that in person connection has restarted in many places, I am curious about how the chemistry of connection will change for all of us.

While I am a neat and tidy person, my parents are not.