The Call of the Wild

I spent last week in the company of an eagle named Victor. And every time he turned his piercing eyes towards me, I couldn’t help but wonder: what does it mean to be wild? It all started because Victor, you see, was born in captivity. He didn’t have much of a choice. White-tailed eagles like him – also called sea…

To Have or to Bee?

“In the beginning”, she said, “you think you can control them… But you can’t. All you can do, is follow.” I tried to follow her words, yet I was lulled into a silent peacefulness, by the buzzing sounds of the thousands of bees who lived in that small garden bursting with flowers. Or perhaps it was the smoldering sage and…

Touching the Stillness

There I sat on a bench made from the scattered stones of a 2500 year-old temple, savoring a locally made pistachio goat-milk ice-cream. In the middle of February. I was off the trodden-paths, in front of a wisely hidden jewel of ancient times: the temple of Aphaea, river nymph of Ancient Greece. I strolled towards the remains of the temple,…

What we Manifest

The art of how to consciously manifest our lives is as relevant to me today as it was a year ago, when The Heart of the Labyrinth, my first book, came out. Getting this lovingly crafted story out into the public felt like a big commitment. A call to live up to the teachings and discoveries I shared through the…