I went diving for the first time ever in the cold Irish waters, it was a very secluded spot, very quiet, very calm, and not very deep. The perfect spot for a nervous beginner such as myself. It took forever to weigh me down, because I am a floater, but eventually we got me down... Continue Reading →
My caged elephant.
Recently I've been reminded that relationships take a lot of work. Sweating-bullets kind of work, where you could be working relentlessly for what seems like an eternity and still are getting nowhere. Most relationships aren't like that, in fact, I'd even say, most relationships are the opposite of that. We ignore a lot of red... Continue Reading →
The golden rule in scuba diving is to always breathe or rather not to ever stop breathing. If you ask me, this is a pretty good rule in life regardless of your environment. In recent months, however, I found it increasingly more difficult to just breathe. It's such a minor thing, really, you don't even... Continue Reading →
My treasure box
This year has been one crazy roller coaster after enough. Self-inflicted I may add. I've decided to leave it all on the table this year and just put all my fears, all my comfort zones, everything cozy and easy aside and off I went fighting for every inch of a path non-existent. Well, almost anyway.... Continue Reading →