"Saying yes is your superpower," a close friend said to me one afternoon as we sat talking. I've thought about that sentence a lot since... For the past couple of years, I have believed that most of the good things in my life have come from saying yes. Yes to opportunities. Yes to challenges. Yes to people. Yes to experiences I wasn't entirely sure I was ready for. And honestly, that belief served me well so far. Saying yes has taken me to places I never planned to go. It has

I’ve always believed I was different in a slightly inconvenient, hard-to-place way. My mind has always leaned toward rebellion. It questions, resists, imagines a world that doesn’t quite exist, and then refuses to settle for the one in front of it. For the longest time, that made me feel like an outsider. Like I was speaking a language no one around me fully understood. And then I came to Goa. My “too much” became just enough. My way of thinking didn’t make me difficult any

The heat has arrived early this year, and with it, everything feels a little more intense. Tempers, headlines, uncertainty. Another conflict is brewing in the background – same story, new location; and like most wars, it feels like something that begins loudly and ends… who knows when, or how. The markets wobble, resources feel finite, and the world appears increasingly difficult to make sense of. And yet - what can we do but continue? There are moments when my worries feel

I think I’ve been searching for a sense of familiarity. I’m fairly certain it isn’t a place or a person. Which leads me to believe it must be a feeling ; a quiet longing for a time when life was slower, simpler, and far less examined. Now and then, that feeling unexpectedly appears here in Goa. It shows up when I cycle down winding roads that lead nowhere in particular. When the air smells warm, salty, and entirely unconcerned with ambition. When I realise that I am alone, bu