Last week was a funny one. The best way to explain the realm I was moving in is: jetlagged or in limbo between dream and reality,...

The first week of October lasted about a flutter of the eyelashes. So did the entire month of September. I guess that’s what it feels...

On Thursday I was in a rush to get out of the door to meet my love for our anniversary dinner. I wanted to write him a card and opened...

Hola! I know, it’s been a while... Again. I feel like I’m moving further away from the longing to write digital updates, more and more...

My cycle app does this new thing I’m not a fan of. As soon as I click open the app, all of a sudden it states in big red letters: "Your...

The Camino Primitivo? You? It’s hard, really hard! I don’t think you’ll make it. I hope you are prepared. It’s so hard! Are you sure...

I don’t know if it was the mosquito or my anxiety waking me up before 6. I pushed my earplugs deeper in my earholes but the mozzie was so...

Spring has sprung, baby! Well, Valencia is more in a summer mood but I'm talking the start of something... Fresh! The city is drenched in...

I am slowly turning into a little house witch. Living in one place, no crazy big stories to tell. In case you were wondering why it has...

Late morning musings Patti Smith shirt Book of Days Sunshine balcony Bare feet Black coffee Grateful Dead Dreaming of New York in The...

When you live in Spain but your friends and fam live in Belgium, automatically your holidays will be spent… In Belgium. I know February...

Valencia! It’s been one year of living in you. You, glorious place made of dreams. Where scents of paella ambush your nostrils from every...

This third poetry book has been on my procrastination pile, mind and to do list where it has been collecting dust. To be a...

It was an innocent plan, to go to an ecstatic dance on a Saturday night. We had been a few times before and it’s always a great idea of a...

This week I had a drink with a friend I met exactly three years ago in New Zealand, at a festival called Kiwiburn that changed my life...

For nearly ten years we’ve been following this tradition now, my Brussels friends and I. We rent a house somewhere in the south of...

‘Twas the night before Christmas, or not really. More like the night before my flight to Belgium where I instantly turned into a snow...

To remind you I do write commissioned poems if that’s something you would like to gift yourself or someone else under the tree stars...

It’s been a week. Inner winter in winter, let’s go. Full moon rising over the ocean, pumping myself full of vitamins as everybody around...

If you know me a little bit or if you’ve been reading these posts sometime over the past ten years, you have probably figured out I’m a...