Letting it find me

I fly to Brazil often, like 2 or 3 times per year. And Christmas with my family are a must. But this time feels… different. It…

Bereaved

It has been two years. Two years since I watched my dad’s life going away. Writing has become my own way of coping, healing and making sense…

Art is in the air

Every year when it is time for Art Basel I experience the classic fear of missing out. The entire town is filled with events, parties…

Runner’s high

I realized I had a profound lifestyle change when I devoted an entire closet to work out gear. I cleaned my second closet and decided that a…

Grateful

Thanksgiving is here and I am amazed how this year went by so fast. It has been 2 years since I started writing my…

Charm me away

Charm me away

Buzios has my heart since I was a little child. I swam on those waters, hiked those mountains, jumped those cliffs and jogged on…

Continua lindo

As soon as you land in Rio de Janeiro the first impression is an unorganized airport, followed by getting stuck in traffic and driving surrounded…

I made a wish

When I walked into the Rise Festival I knew I was supposed to write my wishes and my good byes on a lantern. But…