With the happy faces of my friends staring at me and a heart wide awake, my pen poured a poem. An ode to sisterhood. These girls My world...

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...

Welcome to my Sunday eve setup. White wine fresh raspberries a house smelling of brownies chocolate everywhere. Fueled up on the same...

About a month ago I gifted myself an online workshop by the fabulous Jenny Keane named Period Power. I’ve been bleeding for twenty years...

A yearly celebration with friends, all gathered together in one house in the south of Belgium for one sweet week. My favourite week of...

What is home? Is something I’ve been asking myself and others for as long as I can remember. Flying back to Belgium is like coming home....

It’s been hard to keep quiet but now I’m ready to open my mouth and yell it out: I’m back! In the tiny winter wonderland named Belgium....

Yes, we’re locked down again. Like dogs put on a leash tied to a tree. This far and not any further oh no don’t you dare. I get it, it’s...

Kurt Vile on repeat all morning. Making me feel at home in this new nest. Pictures on the walls, sun shining through the windows of our...

It’s the little things. A hot shower, a bed big enough to stretch your legs in, a fridge to keep food fresh, a machine that washes your...

It’s that time of year to try and feel merry, even though many of us can’t be with loved ones right now. These holidays feel like they're...

Early morning baking bread stay in bed a bit longer get more rest I’ll start the day for you infuse your sleep with scents of coffee and...

No! There are no reasons good enough to leave you unsatisfied during blog post reading hour. And for me to not touch a pen, paper or flip...

Oh, life! Such blissful, loving times with my man. Very grateful to be surrounded by and bathed in divine golden honey love, dripping...

The past weeks have been pure bliss and excitement. Settling into my new love nest, loving it up in preparation for my man to arrive...

Feels good to be home home, where the heart overflows into bowls of steaming pho soothe your soul take off your clothes slip on a fluffy...

Last night I saw Helado Negro performing his sweet tunes pouring them like warm oil in my ears I closed my eyes without thinking I was...

“Isn’t it hard? To change your life around, sell all your things, grab a backpack and fly to the other side of the world? But most of...

Is it the lack of structure in my life or can I still blame the jetlag? I’ve been rising early, seeing all hours of the morning, catching...

When Mexican dreams turn into Belgian white nights, lying wide awake thinking of going out for a very early breakfast of chilaquiles or a...