Today I am 34. When I look back I tend to remember long ago and very recent, but with a lot of blank spaces in between. Getting older, it seems to me, has been a shift away and then back to myself. I’ve experienced enough to sometimes be cynical, but to also recognize the other side. The magic of getting older. Unbridled optimism and idealism show up a little less, but empathy shows up more. So does capability. Respect for myself. Confidence in my actions.
I know more about what I don’t know now — it’s very freeing. I know that 34 is actually still very young. That I’m still quite naive. That I will come back and read this one day with a laugh and a smile. Appreciating the boldness and cringing at the cluelessness. I still have so much to learn. But the remarkable thing that has accompanied more trips around the sun is this: I’m okay with it. Okay with knowing and not knowing. Okay with the grey areas. Okay leaving room for the unknown.
All of this while standing firmly in what I do know — that in order to feel alive I must surround myself with life. In nature and in my classroom, but even when I am alone. Because just like the tallest redwood or the tiniest grain of sand, I have a story. I can feel my heart beating with theirs. We’ve been here. We’ve survived. We are alive.
I can’t wait to see what this year holds.
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The Pyramid of Khafre or of Chephren is the second-tallest and second-largest of the Ancient Egyptian Pyramids of Giza and the tomb of the Fourth-Dynasty pharaoh Khafre (Chefren), who ruled from c. 2558 to 2532 BC.
IT'S TIME ✈️✈️✈️ Ready to embark on a solo travel adventure to South America. The plan is be away around 4 months, starting with a one-way ticket to Colombia 🇨🇴 Biggest challenge yet with just hand luggage only 😱 Wish me luck! See you on the other side ❤️
я очень дерьмовый блоггер 😂😂😂
Я ненавижу смм и хэштеги и все эти медиаговноконтенты. Я чувствую, как тупею. Вместо книг я зависаю в этих клоаках, вместо созидания я получаю духовный непотреб. Но.... Ради моего стартапа, ради FREEKIN' app, я закусила губу и выбралась из зоны комфорта. Вылезти вылезла, а что дальше делать-то надо?
Кому не жалко, дайте мне:
1. честный фидбэк по инсте и телеграм каналу (с таким же логином katanakeyji)
2. и идеи, что будет люд захватывать и держать в напряжении до самого бактериального моего антракта.
Рекламнет меня кто в сториз? 🤙😂 Я полетела в Австралию. Кус.
I look up in the sky and wonder if you are out there. Longing to meet you from the age of three, when I started hearing stories about you. I have so many questions and so much to tell you. But you already know that, don't you?
Day 117 | 13 Dec 2018 | 30KM | Danda Gaun, Dhading
Didi packed popcorn and bhai masala which was a gift from my Sister. As I was away from home on both Dashain and Tihar, she was showing extra care. :) I see off the family and headed towards Dhading Besi because I wanted to take a side way to reach Nuwakot headquarter Bidhur. It meant few more days into rough trail again.
On the way to bazaar I saw a board with list of tourist location of Dhading. Last on the list was 7 storey bat cave located at Khalte, which was 13KM from bazaar. It looked interesting hence I thought of visiting there. I confirmed that information with locals and started following the trail I was shown. The trail was partially traced on my map.
I was at Patele Bhangang at around 12. The locals gave me the tentative direction but the cave was on the other side of the hill. They were depicting it as deep and having multiple internal paths and suggesting me to take a guide to explore the cave. “Okay, I will see how deep it is.” I thought.
It was smooth downhill for a while but soon the gravel road started. I was pushing my bike, while a teenage boy approached me to be my guide. He lead me to the cave located in the middle of the jungle. There were no direction board, without him, I would have easily missed it.
With everything stuffed outside, I turned on my head lamp and started following him. We were climbing narrow holes, crawling on that slippery lime stones. After a while we used to enter into a dome and another opening to crawl for. We were basically going up after each dome.They had the name of each of them, Drum, Bat dome, Cow nipple etc. The 7th and final one was named School as it had shape somewhat similar to slinted roofed school popular on that locality. He was talking about various incidences of explorer getting stuck inside. There were threads that people had left, in-order to find their return trail. It was almost 45 min when we were finally out on the gate. The cool breeze of the opening was smoothing.
I thanked him and proceed towards Nuwakot. After an hour on the downhill, I got shelter on a house.
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Godetevi il metabolismo veloce finché dura.
(In foto, un Wienerbrød preso da Holm’s Bakery. Non potete lasciare Copenhagen senza averne mangiato uno)
🥶Landed in Paris, train workers on strike✔️, ice cold rain✔️, bus so full you couldn’t breathe✔️, 3 hours later I ended up in the same location😧. Strike ended after that, lost underground in massive tunnels of people in chaos✔️. I met the most amazing people from all over, spoke little english😊 and in all the chaos they walked in the rain with me and underground until I could finally find a working train. 😇 The sun is out today, it’s cold and I’m having warm carrot soup. Ask for love and you will get it. 🧐First love yourself. 🥰 Have a great day. #paris#loveyourself#loveothersasyourself#solotravel#badassgirls
📍🇶🇦, Al Wakrah
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Even though weight loss isn’t a goal, currently almost 4 kgs down in span of two months with increased strength (5kg single arm row became 10/12.5kgs; 15kgs push press became 30; 25kgs deadlifts have become 48kgs) and decreased fat! 🥳🥳🥳🥳 Something good is happening. Apart from that, a lot of research is taking place to make 2020 better for myself in every way I can. Off to celebrate my Friday with some wine and lasagne now 🥰
In the cold autumn, I went to Whitby alone, the hometown of vampires.
Forgot to wear thick clothes and forgot to take an umbrella, I shivered in the cold and got soaked.
But I ate a whole portion of fish and chips myself and I saw the beautiful sea.
It was Halloween, and the people on the street were wearing costumes and playing accordions, and the streets were full of big, tame dogs. I really felt like I was traveling in a medieval town.
My favorite thing to do is take photos of people walking in an empty street. I love being able to walk everywhere. My fourth time in the city and I can now navigate wherever I need go.. and catch some moments like these on my way.
8115 minutes ago
Assam vibes 🌴 — unfortunately, the recent conflict in the northeast is troubling for both residents and tourists alike. I was lucky enough to experience nothing but peace and love in the NE.. let’s get back to that as quick as possible. Be safe.✌🏼 #opposeCAB
the day i bade farewell to bangladesh and crossed into west bengal, india on foot!
i spent a total of 17 days in bangladesh, a country with so much to offer but sees so few international tourists. to many people especially in the prosperous regions of asia, the very mention of its name springs to mind images of unkemptly dressed bangladeshi migrant workers on construction sites or doing menial jobs under the blazing sun. but few realize that bangladeshis (and ethnic bengalis as a whole) are in fact a proud people who fought hard for the survival of their language and culture, one of the main catalysts that culminated in the nation's independence from pakistan in 1971, although this was only made possible through a bloody and devastating liberation war.