A young female traveler, traveling alone, but never really alone. This is being all alone without being lonely. Loneliness is an absence. Aloneness is an overflowing presence of oneself.
It all started with a wanderlust and the accidental discovery of being a free-time explorer. Experiences and experiments around the trusty globe, always spinning round and round on its axis.
Over twelve years, before the world changed from Covid 19, during the Mecca of Travel, I had a quest for philosophical wisdom, and went to every mountain, spring, temple, mystery school, and trainings, and wise one that I could. I found teachers in the every-day people, the humble as well as the famous. I went deep into each place, each soul, with the whole world to carry me forward on a Carpe Diem attitude.
In Femme Freedom, hear their stories of wisdom from the roads of Cambodia to the Sahara desert, from the cabins in the Amazon rivers to the hobunk nowhere towns in Serbia and Kosovo, the nowhere men in the middle of Vietnam to the dreadlocks of the Caribbean, the colorful spicy Indian, Turkish and Singapore markets to the subway systems of New York, London, Tokyo, and Beijing.
This is to empower you to know that you can do it (whatever IT is for you), on your own, to remember the capacity within oneself to make way through the darkness without any map companion or guide. This is a cry – an offering, to all of those people who feel stuck, or crave for change.
A heap of synchronicity and a sprinkle of luck with a trust that can only be reinforced when one authentically lets go and takes that jump into the void. This is for you.